Inventory

You know those YouTube videos entitled, “What’s in my bag/purse”? Well I sorta always wanted to make one of those videos, but I’d have a couple of obstacles to face if I was going to make a YouTube video today.

So I’m going to make a list. If you don’t want to read it, then don’t. I know it’s not my most thought-provoking entry, but It’s 1:05 PM as I type this. I only woke up about 2 and a half hours ago. Nothing really pivotal has happened yet today.

What’s in my purse

My purse is: Purple cuordoroy Levi’s thing I got as a gift the second time I went out west. (So like, Christmas/My birthday 2007.)
Has 2 side pockets w/o zippers;
2 frontmost pockets each the size of a stickynotepad w/velcro fascenings;
1 front zipper pocket behind the frontmost pockets large enough to fit a smallish novel or journal;
And the main section where everything larger and/or important is supposed to be kept is large enough for several books and/or journals and has a little secret compartment off the side.
All pockets are lined with a pretty sweet floral-y sorta pattern.
The straps are like this beige-canvas thing with cuordoroy on the other side.

What’s in it:
[Main part:]
A small handfull of peanut-butter M&Ms in a plastic bulkbarn bag.
Book: Story Time by Edward Bloor. (It’s about some kids at an evil boarding school.)
My texty-messaging phone. (Green, Virgin Mobile, Pay-as-you-go, Slides-in-slides-out)
My Pathfinder program book. (314 pages, spiral-bound, cover is about the size of an ordinary photograph, (c) 2006)
Berry-scented baby-sized hand sanitizer
iPod (purple, 16 GB, nanochromatic, 466 songs- many of which I don’t know, 333 photos- majority of which I took, got a couple Christmases ago)
An outdated Coffee News (Feb 15, 2010)
A huge-o-normus hair clip
A broken pink pencil crayon
A yellow eraseable pencil crayon
A little card that must’ve come with one of my Christmas presents
Another little thing of M&Ms.
A blue-with-white-peacock-feather-pattern makeup bag.
A silver comb that should be in the makeup bag.

[Makeup bag:]
Hair clamp thing
Smaller blue makeup bag
I used to have sunglasses in here but they seem to have disappeared…

[Smaller blue makeup bag:]
Grape lip balm (Wal-Mart)
Concealer (Avon, I don’t really use it though)
Mascara (Avon)
‘ColorTrend: Chocolate Drop Lip Gloss’ (Avon, it’s the squirty kind)
Peaches & Cream lip balm (Wal-Mart, it came with the grape)

[Left side pocket:]
Pink and black USB memory stick I got Christmas 2007

[Right side pocket:]
Stickynotes (pink & yellow)

[Front pocket:]
A sheet with campfire song lyrics on it
A napkin from Papa John’s pizza
Chocolate wrapper
A blue program-guide sheet from Olympic Night @ Buddy’s school
A list of compliments towards myself for when I’m feeling down
Nail files that look like a match book (Avon)
3 Nintendo DS games (Theme Park, Sims 2, Nintendogs: My dogs are Goldie, Georgie, Confetti, plus I have 2 dogs in the dog hotel thing)
A purple pen

-hold on, I need to eat my kraft dinner-

-better -

[Left frontmost pocket:]
Green scrunchy w/ beads my Aunt lent me
Buddy’s iPod shuffle
Some snowflake earrings

[Right frontmost pocket:]
Empty.

[Secret pocket:]
Empty.
PHSYC. It actually has my plans of world domination. Nah! I gotcha again.

Hey, do you want to know what books I keep on the shelf beside my bed?

TOP SHELF, FROM LEFT TO RIGHT:
Little black dress journal from Gramma (Mother’s side)
Kimono journal from Gramma (Mother’s side)
The Gypsy Crown by Kate Forsyth
The Secret Life of Sparrow Delaney by Suzanne Harper
The Explosionist by Jenny Davidson
The Battle of the Labyrinth by Rick Riordan
Just Ella by Margaret Peterson Haddix
Double Identity by Margaret Peterson Haddix
My Ecojot sketchbook which I’ve been using as an art journal
My journal which I use for sonnets from Oma (step-grandmother)
Tales of a Reluctant Phsycic by Carol Matas*
Distant Waves by Suzanne Weyn

SECOND SHELF, NO PARTICULAR ORDER, NOT JUST BOOKS:
Titan’s Curse by Rick Riordan
My Ecojot journal for lists (to-do and otherwise)
My box for electronic stuff (it’s like a shoebox that has my Nintendo DS and various cables to charge my iPod & laptop & such)
A bottle of shea butter ‘cuz my hands get dry
A wad of mostly blank papers and Q cards
A jar of momentos (a leaf from that early October day, a ticket to some medieval show yrs. ago, collectable coins, etc.)
A broken booklight

I saw 2012 last night. It was a good movie. Far better than ‘Knowing’. Loved the suspense and how if they had to kill off a character, there was minimal gore. I won’t spoil it anymore.

Alex Violet

MLIA, Blame it on the Pop, Opening Ceremony of the Olympics/Vancouver 2010, and my day was lovely, thank you very much. :)

Today, I submitted an MLIA.

Yesterday, I watched the Percy Jackson & the Lightning Thief in theatres. Near the end, it got to a very serious part in the movie and Grover had a line that said, “It is my duty.” I could swear that nearly everyone in the theatre giggled at the word “duty”. I am proud to be able to say I was one of them. MLIA

My brother has this “Blame it on the Pop” mashup song on his iPod shuffly, which I’ve been listening to while my own iPod nanochromatic ran out of battery. And then went through the wash…

So I just can’t get enough of this mashup. If you want to see it straight from the source, you can either double-click the video above or search “Blame it on the Pop” or “DJEarworm” on YouTube. He has a website where you can download it for your iPod, too, but I don’t know it. It’s in the description for the YouTube video, though.

Today my Grampa (who I call Papa) on my mother’s side visited us. We went to _____ [insert name of 20-minute-drive-away city that is larger than my own], ate lunch at Dairy Queen (I had 2 things o’ onion rings, 1 thing o’ fries, and a medium Pepsi), went to the Zellers (bought an Olympic tee- one that is red and reads believe accross the chest in white lettering), went to the Pharma Plus (Buddy bought an Olympic mascot hat), went to a second-hand bookstore, went to Chapters, went grocery shopping, and ate dinner at Pizza Hut. The waitress lady complimented my manners. She said they had really improved since the last time she had seen us at Pizza Hut.

My mother also bragged to the cashier lady at the second-hand bookstore about how I was destined to be a writer, and the cashier lady said there can never be enough writers in the world and asked if I’d sent anything in to a publisher yet. I said no. Then my mother went on saying about how my fourth grade teacher has sent writing contest flyers and newspaper clippings about young writers and book order brochures my way through my little brother, who still goes to my elementary school.

I was smiling the whole time. I love when people say nice things about me and they mean just that much more if I’m not asking them to say nice things about me. Plus, I’d never actually heard my mother brag about my writing in my presence before.

So today has been an overall good day.

Last night I stayed up ’till midnight to watch the opening ceremonies for the Olympics. I fell asleep when that ballerina guy in the harness was dancing over that wheat field thing and then woke up when my brother was yelling at me that KD Lang (singer of ‘Hallelujah’, I’m not actually sure I got the name right) was actually a girl, as if it mattered. (Although I am still unsure of this person’s gender, for the record.) They really sang it well, I’ve got to say.

I wrote a very poetic journal entry about what the Olympics means to me (unity of the world), the sort of person I want to be (as memorable and important and noble as the flag bearers or Wayne Gretzky, and if I die young *knock on wood* that people will honour me at least the way they did the fallen luge athlete, may he Rest In Peace), and how beautiful the whole ceremony was.

ALSO, I think it’s worth writing about that They Know Me in the Chapters. Really. The lady there (also known as H., she was the one who also works in the library and reccomended the Mediator [Cabot] series to me) actually approached me to offer me a coupon and then I turned around and she recognized me and was all “Oh, you got your hair cut! It looks nice.”

It makes me feel awesomazing, like I belong when people recognize me from public places I go to often.

Happy Valentine’s

Alex Violet

PS I didn’t go to the school dance. None of my friends were going to go either, which was basically what ultimately decided it for me. I don’t want to feel alone at a dance. It’s four hours long, after all. What the beep am I supposed to do?`:P It’s fine though, I had a nice night with my family. Watched the Lightning Thief (mentioned it already, but who cares! ) and The Opening Ceremonies (also mentioned it, but who cares! ) Life is pretty good right now. I’ve got Monday off for family day.

Today, Valentine’s Day, The Beatles, etc.

In honour of Valentine’s day on Sunday, I thought I should feature my all-time favourite love songs on my all-time favourite blog.

All you need is love is my favourite love song. Well, almost.
Can’t buy me love is actually my favourite.

I really enjoy Valentine’s day and it’s festivities. There is a Valentine’s dance tomorrow. I’ve probably said that already. I’m also not sure if I will end up going. I’ve been second-guessing my automatic “I’d rather watch the Lightning Thief or go to a Pathfinder sleepover.” The latter more so. Maybe I’ll probably just ask my mother what she thinks I should do. That works 99.98% of the time.

Also, I changed the theme of my blog today to a new one called “Motion”. Doesn’t it look cool? I loved the other one and all, but I kind of wanted to change it up a bit.

I don’t really have all that much left to say, but last night I took UndiscoveredJulie’s (YouTube) advice from one of her videos and made a to-do/goal list for the immediate future/week. I crossed 3 of them off today, but they were simple things or obligations I’d have done anyway.

Like finishing an assignment, straightening out textbook fees from last semester, returning a borrowed book, updating The List category of my blog since I finished the borrowed book, etc.

It’s made me feel fufilled, little by little. But it reminds me… I need to go update The List.

So in case I don’t post again ’till after Valentine’s, Happy Valentine’s Day!

Alex Violet

P. S. I was helping set up for the Valentine’s dance after school today and some lady who works at the school (I’m not actually sure if she’s a teacher, guidance councellor, or what) was talking to one of the teachers that runs SC. The teacher that runs SC said “Hey, ______” [insert SC nickname of mine that is my last name with the "ee" sound at the end of it]. I said hi and walked past until the lady who works at the school stopped me.
LADY WHO WORKS AT THE SCHOOL: Sorry, can I ask what your last name is?

ALEX/SELF: ______ [insert name of my real last name here]

LWW@TS: Do you have an older brother that used to go to this school?

ALEX/SELF: No…

LWW@TS: Sister?

ALEX/SELF: No.

LWW@TS: Are you from around here?

ALEX/SELF: Well, I was born in Toronto, but I’ve lived here since I was one.

LWW@TS: That’s funny, because you really remind me so much of someone- a boy who used to go to this school who had the last name _____, too. [LWW@TS squints/smiles and points at me a couple of times then walks away.]

All I was thinking was, is this really even possible?

The only relatives I have in my town are the ones I live with. No one in my family who could possibly have the last name that I do (dad’s side of the family) should be living or have lived in ____ [name of my town] recently. (Other than me, my brother, etc.) (They all live in little pockets sparsed out over Canada, if you’re wondering.) My dad was also adopted by his stepdad (who had my last name) so anyone who could resemble me with my last name in my town would be really, really strange, since I don’t have roots here.

My conclusion is that LWW@TS is a time-traveller. My last name isn’t even really that common… I think? Well, I’ve never heard it before on anyone else… it isn’t like Jones or Smith or something…

Wow. Long “P. S.” Maybe there was no point in even including “P. S.” … oh well, too late, I’m not changing it now…

Alex Violet

What’s UP!!

The Saints won!

Not that I’m football-crazy, I actually watched the first hour or so of it then got bored and changed the channel to like, What Not to Wear or something like that.

But the Students’ Council was talking about it at lunch today in our Monday meeting. (We have meetings at lunch on Monday and after school on Friday.)

I got my hair done like a more-modern-less-mullet-like-and-neater version of Joan Jett’s in this video here ^ yesterday. Also, my bangs are lovelier and my layers less-mullet-like. I really cannot stress “less-mullet-like” enough. I’m thinking I’m going through a rock-and-roll phase. If you want a visual, my hair is supah-thick and brownie.

Speaking of the Students’ Council, I think I might’ve mentioned the life-changing camping trip (that was the most overwhelmingly beauteous and fantastical sunset I have seen in my life, and I think I’ve seen more than the average person) we had at a provincial park sometime in the fall.

I guess field trips like these are referred to as “Students’ Council Bonding Activities”, and we’ve got another one coming up sometime.

There’s no definite date or anything for it, but some Friday, (but not this one since there’s a dance from 7pm-11pm, and unlikely the one after that) after our SC meeting, we’ll hop on a bus to the nearest town/city with LASER TAG!!!!

J’adore laser tag. I was talking with Smiley (BFF) about it after the meeting (she’s not on Students’ Council) and about how excited I was about LASER TAG (!!!!) Then she kept calling me a geek and a nerd, things like that. (The whole ‘no-offence’ matter is implied, she knows I don’t get easily offended.)

I said about how on the date of my thirteenth birthday I went laser-tagging in Edmonton.

It was awesomazing. For serious.

And of course I get “nerdy!” and just laugh. It sounds nerdy, I guess, but I’m not one of those kids who plays Dungeons and Dragons every Saturday night at that store that sells board games and expired Ritz chips. I also don’t regularly read comic books and I don’t particularly excell in mathematics… I don’t have braces or wear glasses, either. And if I did wear glasses, then I wouldn’t even be ashamed of wearing the Harry-Potter variety of glasses. Because I’m AWESOME.

It’s not that I’m trying to stereotype, just poke fun at stereotypes.

I am quite intellectual even though I’ve had chess explained to me about twice and don’t know anything more about it other than that the pawns are insignificant, the Queen can move almost anywhere, and DON’T ACCIDENTALLY KNOCK OVER THE KING! or you are doomed.

I did try to read Lonely Planets, Lord of the Flies, and Great Expectations before anyone’s made me read them for school… I didn’t finish them though. But I read The Lion the Witch, and the Wardrobe (in 4th or 5th grade, I loved it), and since the start of summer I’ve read every book you see listed on my “the list” page. (Upper right button.) Ghost Hunters is one of my favourite shows. (Gosh, I almost typed shoes…) I am intrigued by outerspace and history and the Meaning Of Life and honestly believe I am a genius. I read TONNES of historical fiction novels which I did not realize until history class felt like review for me since I kept reference to these historical fictions. AND I appreciate Shakespeare.

Yesterday I was watching Meet the Robinsons on DVD (all-time favourite movie besides The Lion King) and there was a special feature that mentioned and described several of the Great Inventors that have Changed Life As We Know It. (Including: Wilbur and Orville Wright; Galileo; the Real Guy Who Invented the Telescope; Alexander Graham Bell; etc.) I found myself finishing the narrarators sentences and such about how Galileo wasn’t the real guy who invented the telescope and where the First Flight took place (a place called Kitty Hawk) and that the last, most AWESOMAZING of all mentioned inventors was Walt Disney.

What I did learn is that apparently that big building in Orlando that is Disney and looks like a hugenormous golf ball is actually an inventing and research firm thing. (For serious!)

Which inspired me.

Needless to say, Walt Disney is my new role model. Aside from the whole Disney-uses-sweatshops thing.

I’d better rap it up about now, this entry is longer than I thought it’d be.

I apologize for the repetitiveness and the wierd teenager-speak. It’s the language I speak when I ramble.

I hope you enjoyed this surprise entry aswell since I haven’t really had two entries for two days since about the summer.

Then I noticed that after I get a new entry, I get more page views (like, 5 after the last one and one today even though this isn’t technically posted yet) and every so often, a comment.

Better roll with this miniscule internet fame while I can, right?

The Awesomazing,

Alex Violet.