...when suddenly, out of the blue, I realized,

I'm a senior now!
HALLELUJAH!
But, holy crap that went by so fast!

Dear Katherine,

Watch this clip below:

Now look at this pic below:

Just food for thought...

Word from the Wise:

If it makes you feel weird in a bad way...

We All Live in a Yellow School Bus

School buses are not the most loved form of transportation. They are smelly, hot, overcrowded, noisy, bumpy, and to some, humiliating.
When asking my friends how they are getting home after school,
the ones who have to take the bus sigh, roll their eyes,
and with disgust say, "ugh...the bus."

Call me crazy, but my reply to these friends is, consider yourselves lucky.
I am one of those people who wants to live life as though it were a movie.
I want to fall in love like you would in a movie.
I want to live happily ever after like you would in a movie.
I want to fight with my parents the way you would in a movie- yelling at them, walking away, and leaving them speechless (unfortunately that is never the case with my parents, they always have something to throw back at me. I simply could never get away with that), and
I have always wanted to ride the school bus like you would in a movie.
Living walking distance from school, I have never been given that opportunity.
For some reason, I really do envy children who are forced to ride the bus to school.
I have always wanted to be greeted on a daily basis by a friendly,
or not-so-friendly old bus driver.
I've always wanted to get on board and run to the spot my best friend would be saving for me.
I've always wanted to be on a bus with a bully, for some strange reason, who won't let any one but them sit in the back seat.
However, I am the lame child who snags a ride in a comfortable, warm, quiet car.
So really, children who have to take the yellow beast to school every morning,
consider yourselves lucky.
Because I know of one little girl who would
just love to take your spot.

A Dead Day

Sunflowers, pearls, and boys. I happen to be the biggest fan of them all. But one day, they all turned against me. One day, they all said, let's make Tatjana miserable today. One day, they succeeded in their devilish deeds. And that one day, just happen to be today.
I woke up late, rushed the process of taking a shower, hurriedly put on clothes, raced to put on make-up, speedily took a brush to my hair, and ran as fast as I could out the door. I had made it just in time.
Just in time to sit down in my seat and see her pearl earrings. Actually, my pearl earrings.
Just in time to see the bouquet of flowers in her arms. Actually, my sunflowers.
And just in time to see her giggling with her friends of the perfect night she spent with this boy. My boy, actually.
Okay, none of those actually belonged to me. But they should.
I should be the one with sparkles on my ears, laughing in love, holding my favorite flowers sent to be by a the man of my dreams.
Fine. I'm just going to have to move on, find another-
Actually, you know what? Take those pearls. Take those flowers. Take that man.
I don't need any of them.
DING! DANG! DONG!
Saved by the bell...Thank goodness! This was all turning into a big rambling mess!
Welcome to my world.
The world where no matter how hard you try to please another person,
hah! Good luck.

"Who ate all the Raspberries!!?"

Purple mouthed, tummy full, and guilty look on face, was it really necessary to ask that question? Okay I did it. I'm sorry mom. I ate all of the raspberries. I'm sorry! I was really hungry, and I have this random addiction to raspberries. They are so good! Technically, it's your fault that they are gone mother. You were the one who set them in the fridge above the milk. So don't blame me for your loss...I'm like the victim in this case! and the suspect...but...I...um.......sorry.

Happy May Day!!

My Grandma has a lot of awesome holidays that she celebrates, like Christmas in July. Today, is May Day. This is a celebration of the first day of May. My grandma puts together little sacks of goodies for everyone she knows and has my grandpa drive around and deliver them. It is the cutest thing. She have me a manicure set! I love it. Don't tell kai, but I ate some of the candy in his little sack.
Well, I don't have anything to give you, but Happy May Day! Thanks for reading my blog. :)