Sorry!

Sorry I haven't posted this week. I've been busy with school and other stuff. I'm not really sure what to write about. The weekend was okay. Friday, hmm I can't really remember what I did Friday. Oh wait, I went out to dinner with my mom and dad. My mom broke her arm and is currently sporting a bright pink cast, so I'll be helping out with cooking and laundry and house hold chores this week. Saturday, I had to get blood drawn in the morning and then went to my boyfriend Adams house in the afternoon. We had a picnic on this island by his house. It was nice. In the evening my mom and dad took me shopping for some cute new clothes. Then Sunday we watched church online. I helped out my dad at Home Depot. He needed 24 heavy patio pavers. I sure got my work out. I got lemonade and chinese food as my reward :) I also had to help out with laundry but I don't really mind. All in all it was a great weekend :) Ew, it's monday, only 5 days to go. You can do it!

R.I.P Bingo

Many years ago, almost nine to be exact, my parents took me to the local pet store up the road and asked me which bird I liked most. I looked at all the birds, some climbing the ropes, some chattering to each other, and one hiding off in the corner. The one in the corner was blue and white. I decided proudly that he was my favorite, and a few minutes later my mom came up to me holding a box, that had chirping noises coming from it. We took my new pet home and set up his cage. I decided his name would be Bingo. He was a parakeet. He was my first real pet. I went to sleep that night, and when I woke up the next morning, I walked down stairs for breakfast and a blur of blue and white dive bombed me. My mom screamed and my dad ran towards the blur. My mom had accidentally let Bingo out of his cage and he was free in the house. We eventually got him in his cage. I remember that day like it was yesterday. A few months after that we noticed Bingos beak was cracking and peeling. My mom googled it and took him to the vet. It turned out he had cancer. He went through a series of chemo that would either save him or kill him. He almost died many times throughout it, but in the end he survived. He never truly talked, but he made such sweet noises. He loved to listen to music and my whistling or singing. We never thought he would live long. He ended up living for almost 9 years. Yesterday morning I was home alone and I stopped by his cage to say hi. He chirped and sat on his food dish. He had enough food since I had given him extra the day before. My parents came home and we were about to leave for lunch. My dad said bye to Bingo, but when he looked back he noticed he wasn't visible, so we looked closer. Bingo was laying on his side with his eyes closed on the bottom of his cage. He must have had a heart attack. He seemed sicker later. We burried him in the garden near the fence. He was my first real pet, and the one that out lived them all. I'm going to miss hearing his squawking and chirping. I'm going to miss seeing him in his cage by the window, and hearing his bell. Most of all I'm going to miss him just being around. I know it was just a bird, but I can't really remember life without him around. R.I.P Bingo, I'm always going to miss you being around.

Music for a relaxing-ish saturday

These are some videos of me playing my cello. Sorry for the awkward angle, I only have three hands and my mom won't let me use her tripod. Oh well. It's good enough til I go professional :D
I know I make some mistakes but i'm still learning and improving. Any comments or critique would we appreciated. Have a great weekend

"What kind of nerd steals a calculator?"

So as I posted earlier, my calculator was stolen out of my backpack yesterday at school. We are required to have a TI-83 or TI-84 calculator for school, very expensive models. Well, I had my regular black TI-84 for about three years and it was my lifeline in math. I was rather upset because I had only left my backpack alone for about three minutes to use the bathroom, and suddenly it disappears and the only people around were a few close-ish friends. Well, last night my dad ran right out and bought me a new better version of the calculator so I could take a big math test today, and because I'll need the calculator for the next few years. I put my name in obvious and hidden places so if it gets stolen again I will be able to make sure I know who it is, even though my name was on the other one too. I put the calculator in a more hidden spot in my backpack and went to school this morning. Well, right before german I get called to the office. I trudge in thinking the worst, and the secretary asks if i'm missing something. I ask "My calculator?" and she hands it to me saying someone turned it in this morning. Who steals a calculator from someones backpack and then turns it in to the office. If they had asked to borrow it I most likely would have said yes. Now i'm irritated because my parents had to spend money on something that wasn't really needed. And to top it off we didn't even take the test. Oh well, I guess now I have my good new one for a school and a backup for home. *sigh* I guess this is just a trial in the best years of my life.

So angry

Yesterday at school my lifeline for math was stolen. My TI-84 calculator. I have had it for about three years now and it really helps with geometry. I had it in my backpack yesterday and i left it for maybe three minutes. I came back and my calculator was gone. :( This makes me mad, I had plenty of things in my backpack, my calculator, my key, my memory stick, and my cell phone. The only thing that was taken was my calculator. I guess I should be happy that it lasted this long and got stolen instead of dying. It's really irritating though. I've had this calculator since 8th grade and I used it all the time. Then, the day before a huge test, it suddenly gets stolen. >:( It makes me remember a time a few weeks ago when I was at the library. My best friend told me to leave my bag at the table while we went to get something from the vending machine. I told her it was a bad idea because my calculator was in there. Her response? "What kind of nerd steals a calculator?!" Well, apparently the kind that went in my backpack at lunch today. Oh well, I guess i'll have to be more careful next time. Still so angry. What do you think?

Weed for Wednesday

JAVAPALOOZA!

Last night, our schools art department had a coffee house, it was called javapalooza. It was really cool. They had an art fight, and performers. My boyfriend, Adam, performed a couple songs last night, so I have some videos for you. It was a good experience and it made some money for the art department. Yay, it's Saturday!