Cinco de Mayo

It's amazing how much passion a person can have.
When someone sits on the cold ground listening to a gorgeous song, singing along and just breaks. She breaks into heavy flowing tears that drop down her cheeks like stones rolling down a mountian.
All because of a passion.
All because of a beautiful song.
All because of the knowing she could never be who she wants to be.
All because of the knowing she isn't good enough.
All because of the knowing she will never be able to do what she loves.
All because she knows she could never write anything to come to comparisson.
All because of a heart filled with passion.

I really don't care anymore

Hey people. I haven't written on here for a few days now, so here's just a quick little catch up on things since I've written.
1. My baton video audition went awesome.
2. I had a chorus concert that was amazing.
3. My mom took me to us cellular but we didn't buy any cells. :'(
4. Ate KFC. Yumm....
and
5. Had my sisters bridal shower.

So yepp, that's pretty much it. I have the most exciting life dont I?
Oh and I forgot to say something.

I absolutely hate my life right now. But I want anyone that happens to read this to know that it takes a hell of a lot to break me and when I do finally decide to write about it, I still won't be broken.

My amazing baton coach

I just wanted to give out a loving shout-out to my baton coach Abbey! She's so talented, can come up with moves and tricks on the spot to put in a routine and of course she's so pretty and just fun to hang with during our late night lessons. None of my twirling routines or auditions would be possible if I didn't have her!

Also, just wanna say I love Kelli, Allison and Emily! (Who are all also amazing twirlers)

Baton, bridal showers and my old best friend!

So, as I may have mentioned in an earlier post, I'm a baton twirler. I love to twirl and since next year I'm hoping to be the twirler with my school's marching band, I've been practicing for hours and hours every day and getting really serious about stuff. My friend, Melissa, is a twirler too. And she's great at it! But it's sad that she's not doing it with me next year because it would have been fun. But I'm still going to go out there and have a ginormously (idc if that's not a word, i have my own vocab) good time and rock it! (I'm super excited if you didn't realize!)
So for the past two weeks I have been wearing myself out practicing tricks, stunts, dance moves and two long routines for my audition. By Tuesday morning I have to have a video audition of me twirling and showing my band directors my routines while I pray I thrill them. ;) So, how long have I been practicing everyday? Anywhere from two to five hours. Some days I can only practice half an hour or an hour because of homework, projects and hanging with my friends.

Also this morning I had my sister's, Krysia, bridal shower. It was themed Breakfast at Tiffany's and it was so pretty. Everyone wore their best black dresses, pearls, high heels, and diamonds for the occasion. It was fun stressing out this morning about being late, mingling with people I just met, and of course dressing up and taking lots of pictures. Although, pictures outside with the bright bright sun shining in my eyes did nothing good for me. Overall it was fun and I can't wait for the wedding in June.

I'd also like to give a huge shout-out to my old best friend forever Hayley. It's her 15th birthday today so here I am saying "HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY!" to an old, but always loved, best friend. <3

Long and boring days put you to sleep

Ugh. With less than six hours of sleep and a full day of school with a 3 hour play to go to tonight, you cannot blame me for wanting to take a nap so I don't fall asleep in the dark auditorium. (Although I don't think my friends are quiet enough to let that happen.)

Back to the cell situation, I can't get a new one until Sunday and maybe Monday or Tuesday. Hoping to get an awesome red blackberry but knowing my mom, it's gonna take quite a bit of begging and convincing. But idk. i'll be sure to let you know what I get!

Praying for a new cell

Hey people. I've had my cell phone for about.... 2 years and 4 months. It's just an old red razor and it's been through a lot. It's been dropped in the bathtub, accidently thrown across the room... kinda.... and it has cracks in the screens and scrathes all over it. So my plan was up in the end of December of 2009. So I was really hoping to get a new cell for christmas or my birthday a few days later. But did that happen? Of course not. So now that my cell is being completely stupid and old I think I can finally go pick out a new one. I mean, I love my cell, like I said it's been through a lot and I use my cell so much. Especially since I have two awesome older sisters and when my patents don't want to call them to ask them something, because they can get kinda lazy, they just have me text them. So I text them a lot and I text a whole bunch of my friends. I hate calling my friends to talk unless their Leigh Ann or Melissa. I only use my cell to call my mom and dad, cuz I can't text them, or other family members.
So pretty much I'm praying for a new cell soon so I can continue talking to all my friends and so I'm not stuck with a 28 month old phone.

"I hate you"

So logging on to facebook this afternoon, the first thing I notice is a chat up with a girl saying "I hate you." Now normal people would find this offensive, fight back maybe and would totally hate them back. But I dont know if it's just me right now or what, but I totally don't care. I'm not going to fight back because that's just so not me. I always give up on stuff super easily and I'm extremely uncompetitive. I would mostly care and think it as offensive but I've known for a few weeks now, so it's really no big shocker. I'm very certain, no, in fact, I know the reason she hates me. And when my caring is a 0 on a scale of 1-10, how can anyone expect me to hate her back?
Everyone says they hate drama, and I think I do too. But when I'm never caught up in it, it's interesting to have some fun once in a while.

Yes! I know what a blog is!

Today was so much better than yesterday, thank god. I've told a few more people at school about my blogs and I keep telling them not to go crazy saying "Come check out Bre's blog!" Because I am really outgoing and don't care normally what people think about me, but I do still like to have some privacy with things. So they just reply back, "Isn't that what a blog's for? Sharing everything with a whole bunch of random people on the internet." So this is just me saying 'Yes, I know what a blog is!' to all of my friends at school, Sadie....., who think I'm crazy for not telling everyone to come check it out.

Rain, rain and more rain... Gotta love it

Ok, I love rain. I love listening to it fall against rooftops. I love the mist that hangs in the air and the smell that fills it. Rain is relaxing, it puts you to sleep and makes you only wish to listen to soft, country music. But it can also be annoying, gross and frustrating.

Thunderstorms don't scare me, but they can be loud.
Pouring rain gets you wet and you can't go outside.
Sprinkles are the most annoying because they blow in your face, make your hair frizz and smear your makeup.

So, what does it do all day today? Well it doesn't rain, it's just cloudy and cold. No wind, no rain...... Until after school.

I made some plans to walk to the library with my friend once school got out. And it was still on at 3:05 when the last bell rang until I walked out the front door and got hit with blowing sprinkles in my face. So I went back inside, found my friend and told him it was raining and I really didn't want to go anymore. He insisted on taking the bus, but I argued back saying it might get worse and I really don't want to be stuck at the library with no friendly car ride home.

So slipping my books into my bag and walking out the door into the rain frustrated, without saying goodbye, I grabbed my other friend and we walked home..... In the rain.

We didn't even make it out of the school parking lot before my bangs curled and the tips of my hairs were dripping.

The rain continued just long enough for us to walk home, for me to walk my dog and get inside. Then, of course, it stopped.

So like I said before, I love rain, but it can be the most annoying, frustrating thing.

This was me.... minus the umbrella.

Just me and my friends ;)

So now that I'm well rested and have had more time to think about what to write on my blog, I think I can finally officially start. So this entry is just an introduction to my blogs, me and my best friends.

So starting with my blogs, I have this one, Too bad fairy tales don't happen in high school, my personal blog about my deeper side of high school, and then I also have a blog, Some people are just swrongs, with my best friend Leigh Ann Honzatko. You can visit our other blog at www.swrong.blogspot.com.

My best friend for going on about four years is Leigh Ann. We're that one friend 'couple' that's always having fun and laughing. Leigh Ann is just like me, a loud, giggly, dorky goofball. Last year we had some ruff bumps in the road near the end of the school year which continued on through out the summer. Until then, we seemed inseparable. So during that last year of middle school and through out that summer I became really close with my other best friend Melissa. Melissa can be a goofball rarely but she always seems to be the most mature person in the group. She's not too huge on outdoors even though she owns an insanely much amount of land in her country-side backyard. She's really smart just like Leigh Ann and is really big on ice skating and showing off her flexibility; which I've always wished I could be. ;)

I am in dance but dance for me is more of just a fun thing I like to do. I'm more passionate about singing and writing. I write anything from small poems to novels. And I'm currently working on my own novel right now. (I'll post more about that later.)
I also love to baton twirl and Melissa's a twirler too so we have lots of fun with that. And Leigh Ann and I have lots of fun running around outside in the woods and making what seems like a new inside joke every two minutes.

What to do... What to do....

Ok, so this is my first time blogging and I'm not quite sure what to write about. I have the general idea of what I wish I could make my blog be like. It has to be goofy, serious, loud, deep, funny and sad, happy and dumb. My blog has to be everything that I am. I'm all of those things. I'm the loudest goofball you'll ever meet, but in all of my dumb 15 year old actions I have told I can be very deep and I'm able to touch the people around me. So now that I have that figured out, it's just figuring out how to put that all down on a piece of paper.

My name's Bre and I'm a 15 year old girl just trying to survive my high school career.
These are my stories and my thoughts.