Naming Things

There are some things that just should not be given names. Like injuries.

Anyway,

This will be my "What Made It Great" post. Here are the things that made 2009 for me:
(these are in no partikulur order)

-Friends- This year I found my friends that I know are gonna stay with me till high school, including a couple guys I am just so grateful for. (but its the girls that really keep my head on my shoulders, thanfully enough.)

-Music- I found my music this year. Not only did so many things happen in Switchfoot world but I discovered some craymazing artists and songs that I know are never going to get old, no matter how much I listen to them.

-Switchfoot/LOBH- Now, I know I already mentioned them, but they deserve a catagorey all their own. Switchfoot came so far this year, with a new record that really is amazing, and Jon got together with Sean and they did a little Fiction Family. Also, LOBH. This year marks my one year anniversary on the boards. Awesome. I also wrote a ton of letters. I think this year was when the letter writing took off. I wrote to Sare, Lee, Amy, Renae, and even started writing to some of my school friends (one of which need to reply to a certain letter I gave her on her birthday...). I also got to spend time with my LOBH friends and 3 different concerts including the Bro-Am. I can't wait for next years, a sleepover, Lee's coming...yes!

-Relationships- Man, I'll always remember this year as the year I made some pretty big mistakes relationship wise. Not only have I had 3(-ish) boyfriends so far this year, there was barely any time between them. Not only did I end up hurting the people around me but it was just a bad idea. But I think progressively my relationships have gotten better. From one to the other to finally the one I'm on now things have just gotten better. There's still this thought, though, in the back of my mind that asks me if this is the right thing. Oh well. We'll just have to wait and see.

-School- EIGHTH GRADE! I love it. It's amazing. It's mind-blowing. It's relatively easy. It's been my best year at this wretched school so far, and I can't wait for the rest of it. 6th grade was iffy, 7th grade was ok, but 8th grade is fatastic. And to think I used to loathe eighth graders.

I think that may be it, if I think of anything more I'll let y'all know.

That's all, folks!
Nova.

I Have Two Things

A. A desire to not sleep. I'm a night person through and through.

B. A friend named Lee.
Now, I know you know who Lee is. I tend to talk about her a lot. (if you don't know who she is, her blog's in the sidebar. "insideoutside.") She wrote an end of the year post, and I thought maybe I'd do the same, considering thing A.

So I think I'll start off with a timeline. This is 2009, month-by-month.

January: I think January was when I finally started to figure myself out into the person I was going to be. My love of House had just taken off, and I had a crush on one of my future boyfriends. (but he didn't come till much later.) I was hanging out with on of my old friends a lot, and it was that way. The big thing of January was probably Fiction Family. On the 21st I do believe they released their debut album. It's amazing and if you haven't given it a listen please do. That month I went go-karting with my youth group, too. We grew so much closer that night. It was amazing.

February: In February I decided to do one thing- not spend any money. I didn't buy clothes, I didn't buy music, I didn't buy anything except lunch money. Also, I went to a Fiction Family concert. It was great. I went with someone who was my best friend and Molly Jenson was there. One of the most intimate performances I've been too. (the theatre was smaller than the MPR at my school.) Also, I started my 306 and went to winter camp where I became Natuley Wong

March: If I could remember anything about this month, I would tell you. But I'm drawing a blank. Actually, I just looked on my calendar and that's when Molly Jenson's CD came out. Pretty cool.

April: I saw Monsters Vs. Aliens twice. The first time with friends (oh, Davis), and the second time over break with my family while I was in Arizona. That really was a fantastic movie. It even had Hugh Laurie! April also means 4:12 day, and I finished the entire list except for one thing. Yes!

May: Oh May, you always do something to me. May was when I started going out with my "friend" Nick. (I don't think we were ever really friends. All we did was text. And it was even relatively stimulating conversation.)

June: BRO-AM! Now, this was my second Bro-Am, but it was still fabulous. I got a major sunburn (again) and I played Apples to Apples with the boardies. ALWAYS a good time there. June also marked the end of 7th grade, the year of figuring myself out.

July: The main part of July were two INCREDIBLE weeks of camp- Ojai year 2 and Creekside year 3. Ojai was amazing. I went with my youth group and we all became so much closer. I also played an absolutely killer game of Ultimate Frisbee (the frat boy sport) and had an awesome jam session with the bassist of the band that was playing. Creekside was also beyond explanation. I became closer to my best friend ever and my other friend, and met so many awesome people that have changed my life. Both those weeks I grew so much closer to God and had so much fun.

August: Two more weeks of camp. First, Alpine year 4. This was probably my favorite year of Alpine because of swing dancing. It was there I learned and fell in love. It was great. Week number two, Family Camp year.... I've been going so long I don't even remember. This year I cheated. I went with the high school group instead of the junior high and I'm so glad I did. I met so many awesome people that I really wished I had stayed in contact with. iFail. Again, gre closer to God and had more fun than I could ever imagine. Oh yea, and I got a new phone, which I am using to write this post.

September: This was the beginning and end. The end of my relationship with Nick and the end of the old me. It was the beginning of a relationship with someone I've known almost my entire life, and the beginning of eighth grade, aka the best year of my life so far. Eighth grade was the beginning of the rest of my life so to speak, I became who I am now. Permanently. It was also the beginning of my social life. Almost every weekend my friends and I went out to see a movie. This also began a ton of new friendships. I also turned 14.

October: The zoo. And that's all I will say about that. I started DC (the youth group at the church I go to on Sundays) that month. I also went up to the school near my house a lot. Then at the end there was Halloween. Those were some nasty blisters.

November: NOVEMBER! I loved it. I broke up with my boyfriend and began a relationship with one of my best guy friends. I cemented friendships with a bunch of other people, too. Oh and I went on a field trip! It was to the Museum of Tolerance, though. Very dramatic. Then there was Anaheim. The best show I've ever been too. Switchfoot killed it. It was amazing. I got some great shots and lost an arm-wrestling match. Don't forget that I walked to my public library earlier that day. My feet were KILLING me! But oh well. Wait. I think I forgot something. Oh that's right. HELLO HURRICANE. This is probably my favourite Switchfoot record if not my favourite record of all time. It's beyond words, really. And it came early. I love November.

December: Here we go. The last month of the year. Ehly's birthday, the holiday parade, the band concert, RAIN, Benji, Christmas, skating, it was fun. Oh and now my cousins are here. But it was a fun month, really.

That about sums up my year. I'll be back with my favourite moments in a day or two. Then the top 10 of 2009. Get ready kids.

That's all (for now), folks!
Nova.

Disney Artists FTW?!?

(It's 4 in the morning, and this post is looking to be kind of a long one. Get ready.)

So for Christmas I got an iTunes gift card, which I decided to spend today. I bought a song called "Low Day" by a band called Capra. Here's the thing though, Capra is a Disney artist. The song is not bad. It's actually really kind of good. You may be wondering right about now, Lizabeth, have you gone INSANE? Maybe. It is 4:18 AM. But the song is still good. The lyrics could use some work, but the song itself sounds a lot like some of the stuff I've been listening to lately. That electro-pop feel.

I forgot what I was going to talk about next. Oh yea.

So I also bought this song called "I'm On a Boat." If you haven't heard this song yet, get your head out from under that rock. This song is hilarious. I love it. You must listen to it. (but be warned! It is filled with profanities, so beware in your listening that persons that would disapprove are listening in.)

I actually had a whole big thought and something important to say, but its 4:23 in the morning. While it would help keep me awake, I'd rather not. Plus my fingers are tired from all this typing.

That's all, folks!
Nova.

A Change of Pace

New layout up. Finally. (:
I actually just found the picture on my dad's computer (it's my brother's) and edited it on picnik. How are the colours? Suggestions are taken to heart kids! Hope you like it.

I Want To...

I made a list of all the things I want to do before I die. You may call that "a bucket list," but it's not. It actually started out as all the things I wanted to do during 2010 because I realized that I need to start taking life by the horns and swinging it around a bit. I think ever since 5th grade my years have been getting progresively better than the ones that proceeded them, and I want this one to be the best. I'm in 8th grade for crying out loud, and the only thing that'll top it is maybe senior year. I need to make it count.

Here are some of my favorites from the list:
1. Cut a record
2. Break my arm
3. Bring someone to Christ
7. Go on a roadtrip
10. Stay up ALL night
14. Not care what other people think
17. Take a nap
23. Pet an alligator/crocodile
24. Be someone else for a day.
27. Make the headlines
34. Make a box fort
41. Honor God in everything I do
43. Dye my hair
45. Step out of the spotlight and give someone else a chance
47. Feed the birds

That's all, folks!
Nova.

The Little Things

I think my life is like that notebook you keep during the best years of your life, the one you put all the little things in like random paper and thoughts. Y'know, tickets to the school play and a journal entry from a rather rainey day. There's no way to make sense of it, and it's a little disheveled, but the point always comes across. In all the confusion there's still the simplicity of just how wonderful those years were, and just how happy they were. Yea, they had their sad moments, but they led to something wonderful. Always.

DIVIDyouarehereUALITY

So my science teacher gave us these word/picture puzzle things. 10 points and a star to whoever can guess what the title says.

Didja get it?

It's individuality. (get it?) These days, it seems, that everyone is putting a lot of stress on being "yourself." But is anyone ever really an indiviual? We pick friends that are like us. We do similar things. We have similar tastes. Nothing is ever really "ours" now is it? This is extremely annoying, and makes hypocrites out of most people. Inclucing myself.

For instance, I have a friend. Let's call him "Benji," cause that's his name. So Benji has an internet radio show that's on every Thursday starting around now. He always asks people to cohost. I've been asked 3 times. I'm 0 for 3. He also asked my brother, and I'm pretty sure my brother is cohosting right now. This pisses me off. Benji is MY friend. Not my brother's. He's MINE. ONLY. I should be cohosting right now, not my brother. Benji is my friend, not my brother's. It should stay that way.

What I wanted to come across from that little tidbit was my quest to feel special by having Benji be my friend only. Not my brother's. I want to be different. Special. An individual. Yet, I am so much like my other friends it's crazy. I share similar tastes in music with some of my friends, and our personalities fit together like jigsaw puzzle pieces. Yet here I am wanting to be DIFFERENT, but only in this one little situation. It's annoying, not just my brother usurping my special spot, but the hypocrisy.

That's just human nature, though, isn't it? We can never get over ourselves. Nope. But that is an entirely other topic. We can talk about that later.

See ya,
Nova.

Alternate Opinions

I have a friend named Mariana. She said this:

(Originally, I was going to post what Mari said here, but I decided the
post was too long. If you haven't seen what she's said yet, I suggest you go here.)

Yea. If you read all of that before skipping down to the bottom, high five. (Although I'm pretty sure most of you skipped because you've seen this already.) Now it's my turn to commentate.

Number one: My name doesn't have an "e" in it. L-I-Z-A-B-E-T-H.
Number two: About my "stress," the thing is, I really only get stressed at home. At school I'm as cool as a cucumber. I could even be on the Mellow Show (if you get that reference I applaud you.) for crying out loud! It's just that when I go upstairs and join my family it tends to throw my mellow-ness out the window. It even gets to the point where I begin to scare Dave Matthews. (Again, if you got it I applaud.) This is why I love the location of my room. Downstairs. FAR. AWAY. Which helps me to avoid them.
Number three: One of the only reasons why I usually bring up my "stress" in the first place is because normally I'm just not feeling so hot. Like if earlier in the day I had a little spat with someone or got a bad grade on something, going to be with my family just makes it worse. This is why I consider my friends my life force. The other reason is because I have certain friends that bitch ('scuse my language. I needed a strong word, and that one seemed fitting.) a LOT, and sometimes I just wanna go, "Hey! Uhm, down here? You're not the only one with problems, as a matter of fact. Even if mine aren't nearly as big as yours, they're still there." It's not that I don't think said people are considerate, it's just that sometimes I think when we're talking about ourselves, we forget about everyone else. A reminder that other people are there every once in a while isn't a bad thing.

ALRIGHT. So enough about that. My head is killing me. I don't know why. Campbell can't text me because he left his phone at Davis' house. Don't buy weed from Jack Johnson's pet komodo dragon. I have to write an essay for language arts. The Simpsons comes on in half an hour. I need a shower. That rhymed. I'm not nearly finished with everyone's Christmas gifts. On Friday during lunch Campbell, Austin, Matt, Benji, and I had a theological debate. It was the weirdest thing ever because we go to a public school. Playing actual guitar improves your ability to play Rockband. Sara is coming during break. Did I mention my head hurts? I need to finish my essay.

See ya,
Nova.

Copy Kattzzz..

So my friend Tiffany posted urbandictionary.com definitions for our friends names. I was particularly interested in knowing more definitions of a particular persons name (Campbell). My favorite one was this:

a way of saying a guy or girl is a totally hottie. taken from Campbell's soup, meaning: umm,umm good!

True.
I found this one too:

that hippie kid at your school that almost always has a way to get pot

Why can I totally imagine this? This means I have to look up his brother too (Bailey).
Wait. Never mind. They were all either inappropriate or about a girl. Bailey is pretty much the koolest 5th grader I've ever met.

Anyway. Uhm. The iPhone is all freaking out about being able to talk to people on the phone and do something else at the same time. My phone didn't need an update to do that. It was born that way. Good job Apple, you aren't as cool as you thought you were.

Alright. This ends todays post #2.

That's all, folks (again)!
Nova.

DEAR TANYA-

I love you. I'm sorry I forgot you. I really am. Here are the things that are wonderful about you:
- You are ah-DORABLE! I love it.
- You're pretty. Truth.
I'm sorry Tanya. I won't forget you ever again. EVER!

So I need to tell everyone something important:

Megan Fox is a vegetable.

She is. Here is my reasoning- Megan Fox is a human bean. Beans are vegetables. Therefore Megan Fox is a vegetable. Never forget this my children.

That's all, folks!
Nova

Starts With a "D"

Ends with an "A," and has "ram" in the middle. Yes. Drama. It's that thing that tears friendships and relationships apart. It's fueled by the big two: gossip and anger. The thing that bugs me the most is the gossip part, and I know I've said this before. IF YOU HAVE BEEF WITH SOMEONE TAKE IT UP WITH THEM! Don't gossip about them with another friend. If they're really your friend they'll understand. Also, chances are if you have beef with them they have beef with you, so talk it out! It ain't that hard. Plus less gossip = less pent up hate. It seems to me that gossiping adds fuel to the hate fire. It's like pouring gas on a brush fire. It only makes things worse. So before you have a two hour phone call where you mostly bash people, think to yourself: is this going to help at all? Am I just pouring gas on my hate fire? Gossip turns little issues into big drama. Is all that trouble really worth it? Last time I czeched, no.

This has been your daily rant, brought to you by a semi-annoyed Nova.

See ya,
Nova.

F L A W S

Everyone has them.
Wait.
What did you say? People have FLAWS? Yea. They do. All of them. The sad part is how society seems to think it's ok to point out other peoples flaws, including their own. This causes things like low self-esteem and gossip. That's not acceptable, children. People need to embrace not only their flaws but the flaws of other people.
To stress this point, meet my flaws:
- I'm a picky eater.
- I talk about Campbell too much.
- I don't understand how people can't understand things when they're so easy for me to understand.
- I procrastinate.
- I'm lazy.
And I accept it. I am who I am, and some of those things need work, yea. And I'm working on them, but the don't define me.

Something else that bugs me is that in the process of pointing out flaws people ignore all the good in people. So here's some good:
Haley- you're pretty and smart.
Mari- you're hair is beautiful, and it looks really good down. You're also pretty down to earth.
Ehly- you're so much fun to hang out with and very opinionated.
Lindsay- you're so funny. You're also very fasionable.
Tiffany- you're pretty. Truth. You're understanding, too.
Lee- heh. I love your letters and your blog. You're a talented kid.
Sara- you're smart and fun to hang out with and all around awesome.
Campbell- you're nice and you care a lot.
Davis- you are probably my funnest friend. Hands down. Never a dull moment with you.
Kelli- you're very pretty. You're also a good friend. We've been through too much, man.
Amy- you're very experienced. But that may just be because you're older than me. :P
Me- you're a happy person and very smart.
Benji- I love talking and hanging out with you. You're an interesting kid.
Janelle- you're very pesistant, and stronger than you know.

There. I touched on most of my friends. It wasn't actually that hard to pick out some good in all of them, and did you catch that I put myself in there? That's how I think of me. Not all those flaws I talked about earlier.

C H A L L E N G E :
Every morning when you wake up think of at least three good things about yourself. Considering what kind of person you are, it could be hard in the beginning, but it'll get easier. Trust me.

That's all, folks!
Nova.

What Was I Going to Say?

I really don't know. I thought something up yesterday. I think things up a lot, actually. But I don't really bother to write them down. Nope. My memory don't serve me so well.

I will say something, though. Today I received a letter from my friend Lee. She decided to put 2 random facts in my letter for every day she was writing it. So I decided I'm going to start giving you guys 2 random facts:

1. I had a bass lesson today. My teacher taught me "Eight Days a Week" because my friend was in the lesson before mine and he taught her that. Except yesterday Davis admitted out friend Sanchez into the Union of Walruses. Yes. I turned us into a union now. Go me.
2. That was more than one fact in one. I'm sorry.

Z's weren't meant to be crossed. If they were this Z<--- would be crossed. It would. You know it. But it isn't. Therefore, yes. You know what I mean.

Do not buy weed from Jack Johnson's gecko. It is laced with PCP. You can identify him by his trademark fedora and (something else. I don't remember.)
CAHGO SHAWTS!
ULTIMATE FRISBEE!

haha. Friends.
That's all, folks!
Nova.

Frank, Where's Your Mustache?

So I was reading Emma's blog, and she said something along the lines of "posting for the sake of posting." This reminded me of a post I wrote way back on my first blog ever: www.moo-oink-moo.blogspot.com. While I was searching around for said "posting for the sake of posting post" I came upon this. Now you know the origin of the title of this post. (If you know the origin of the title of the post this is titled after, please tell me. I do believe it was from a TV show. Maybe Drake and Josh, or Spongebob.

And now it is time to learn a lesson:
Don't be late for class, kids. Even if you're jamming with your friends or are walking slow because your foot hurts and its a long walk from one class to the next. You will be punished. You will be marked tardy. (Unless of course your teacher won't notice if you're late. Lets hope they don't notice.)

Friday. Is tie-day. YES! I have a Veggietales tie. Get ready kids.

I really need to get gone.
That's all, folks!
Nova.
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