This song is by a girl named Valerie: toiltpprprdctns on YouTube. It’s incredibly catchy and a good happy-dance song. 
WARNING: This is going to be one of those really long and thought-provoking entries that I go off rambling quite a bit in. My English teacher last year said I should learn to centre my thoughts a bit better. So click ‘more’ if you’re really up for reading it all. (more…)
I really love this song, it makes me feel content and optimistic. It is the very epitome of the way today is.
The leaves around here are turning colours and it’s getting breezy (sp?) out.
It’s the sort of … orchard day.
The day you want to ride on one of those platforms with the straw that’s towed by a pickup truck. You want to ride that through a forest and sigh with happiness as you admire the beautiful warm colours of the leaves on the trees which create a canopy of shade onto the dirt road. Sunlight peeks out from holes in the canopy and envelopes you with warmth. You want to wear your most comfortable jeans and a cozy sweater. You want to have some apple cider and apple pie and sit by an old wood stove. Some s’mores and a purring cat beside you wouldn’t hurt either.
Gosh, today is so inspiring.
I’m thinking I should put more videos and pictures into my blog. It’d make it more pleasing to the eyes.
- JOKE OF THE DAY -
Today my Grandpa took my brother, mother, and I to the Pizza Hut. There are trees surrounding its parking lot and when we were inside, a fifteen-minute long thunderstorm occured.
When we got to the car to leave, (pun not intended) and the storm had pulled the leaves off the trees and blanketed the car with leaves.
I wanted to remember today, so I said “I’m going to take a leaf on top of the car and then put it in my journal.”
But my brother thought I said “I’m going to take a leak on top of the car and then put it in my journal.”
Sincerely,
Alex Violet.
Think about it.
I know it’s classic human nature of us to be a little more friendly to celebrities when we see them. I mean, magazines and websites have given us the feeling that we actually know these people, even if we really don’t.
And sometimes this makes us feel like they’re (I mean the celebrities are) our best friend even though the relationship is somewhat one-sided, considering they most likely do not know you. No, they don’t. (That’s okay, they don’t know me either. 
)
But my point is, we feel like we know them like a best friend, so we classicaly want to treat them like a best friend.
And the kinder you are to a person, the nicer they’re going to treat you back.
So what if… you decided to treat everyone you know or see like a celebrity for at least one full day?
The other day my mum was in the library and one of my friends from Pathfinders saw her. Instead of just saying “Hello”, she went up to her, hugged her, and said “Hello, Alex’s Mom!” 
These are the sort of people I love being friends with. They make me smile.
Sincerely,
Alex Violet
WARNING: If you find reading about deep topics (like me talking about finding true love, what happens
Okay, I wrote this in my journal a few days ago, and it’s pretty personal but I decided to type it up here anyway. It’s the sort of thing I’d tell only my best friends.
But first you should know that I have never had a boyfriend. (It’s just that no one ever asked me or anything. But when I tell people they seem surprised and give me awkward, baffled looks. Is this a compliment?) So here it is:
I was listening to the song from the Ritz commercial today (it’s called “When I go”. You know, the one that goes, “If we’re both not married by 23, will you make my year, ask me?”) and it made me think: if I don’t get married by the time I get old, will I have a guy friend who’s a great enough guy to be a backup husband?
I don’t mind waiting for a guy to come along and be The One for me, I just want to know that I’m actually waiting for The One.
Maybe that’s what I’d ask a phsycic if the occasion of meeting one ever happens. (Or meeting one that knows it.)
I think once my journal is filled I’ll put it in a time capsule or pass it down in my family. Maybe someone will want to read it.
Anyway, I’m not sure if you can really tell yet after only, (?) entries, but I’m not exactly your conventional-thinking teenager. I don’t think most girls wonder about the meaning of everything everyday. Or if they do they don’t seem to make it publicly known. Sometimes this makes me feel a little alone.
But that’s alright. My friends and I sometimes talk about stuff like that.
(A) Random Thought(s):
I believe in heaven and reincarnation as well as ghosts and angels and guardian angels. (And a lot more I guess.) I’ve heard people say their theories about who a person will be in their ‘next life’ and I was wondering, does anything about a person not change in their next life? Maybe they’ve always been… let’s say… brave or something like that. Or maybe they’ve always had something like phsycic ability or they’ve been one of those people that talks a mile-a-minute and talks with their hands. (I do that sometimes, but only if I’m really into a conversation. You should see how animated I get.) Or maybe they’ve always been naturally left-handed. (I meant ‘naturally’ as in instincively- I know how left-handedness has been frowned upon throughout history and so people have been forced out of it.) (Useless yet interesting fact of the day: Paul McCartney plays guitar left-handed, and -according to Wikipedia- Barack Obama is left-handed as well as that David Henrie guy from Wizards of Waverly Place)
Have you ever had a moment in your life where you experience something new that somehow feels familiar? (like if you’ve seen the Great Barrier Reef or a specific painting for the first time but somehow it feels like you’ve been here or seen this before, and not just on TV.)
I’m sorry if it seems like I’m rambling on about some pretty deep, religious stuff, but I just thought it seems interesting to read about what other people believe or ponder the more philosophical questions in life.
Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and their own thoughts, their voice and their questions.
ANYWAY, I had a pretty good day so far. I volunteered at a library program and we played clue. My group came in second with that. And then we played Catchphrase and then Scattergories. Which is so clearly awesomazing since I love (and rock mostly at) Catchphrase. Scattergories I’m even better at. We came in second place (1st was ahead of us by ONE point!) at Scattergories. I also enjoy the game Balderdash but we did not play that today. (I always win that game. Even though I have only played it a couple of times.)
Here is the thing I learned today:
Sometimes laughter can make a person feel better/less stressed. Also, volunteering at the library is a lot more fun than you’d think. And also that there is a “study room” and a “loading room” in the library. Yeah, the last one was what I really learned. The other two facts I knew already.
And Happy Faces Make People Happy. (Or Happier. )
I love comedy.
I know I’m weird, but I have more fun that way, so why would I think that’s a bad thing?
Sincerely,
Alexandra Violet!
Alex
