Today, I am in THE weirdest mood possible. Like, it's a good mood and all, but I just feel crazy and silly and just all around weird. Ha.
So, in honor of my mood, I am going to give you a schizophrenic rambling session! Yayyyyyyy. :)
First: a taste of my bucket list.
There is a total of fifty items on this list. It's a bit ridiculous. I won't make you read all fifty though. Here's five.
1) Go to Disney World.
2) Get a tattoo.
3) Go skydiving.
4) See Blue October in concert.
5) Stargaze with my boyfriend.
Yeah, I know. Those aren't exactly the coolest things in the world, but those were just five I picked. Ha.
Second: what's on my mind right... now.
Laughing. I'm pretty sure everyones laugh is amazing. No matter how dumb the laugh sounds, someone laughing is one of the best sounds in the world. I mean, what can be better than a mini-shout that expresses joy? Haha.
Lollipops. Whoever thought to make candy in a round form, then put a stick in the middle was a pure genius.
If guys had boobs like girls do, would they make manly bras? Also, would they still like boobs? I think they just like them because they don't have any. That's just my opinion though.
Tylerfreakinghall. This kid's such a cutie. Actually, he's not a kid. Haha. He's five days older than me. I'm not bitter either. Noooooooo. Anyways. He gives awesome hugs. And listens to awesome music. And has some cool cats. And says some of the funniest stuff I've heard. And makes me feel all happy and stuff. And I could go on for quite a while about him. Bah! I'm in like! :D
iPods. These little bits of technological magic are ah-mazing.
That's pretty much all I'm thinking about. My brain's crazy.
Third: Fun Fact Time!
There are only a mere eighteen days until I can get this little piece of plastic known as an Oklahoma driver's permit. Whoop whoop! It's not as good as a license, but it's a step closer than a green card, which is what I have now. Also, I am officially under two-hundred days until I'm sixteen and can get said license. I'm so excited!
Fourth: I'm done now because I'm pretty shleepy. So, that's all the knowledge of what goes on in my brain for now. You should listen to "Fences" by Paramore. Not for any particular reason except I want you to. Muahahaha.
Luhhh you! :)
-Thecoolestgirl T. Hateverlived.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
That cellular will be the death of us, I swear.
Hello there. :)
Today was an interesting day.
The whole sophomore class went to the Red River Technology Center.
I know. Just the sound of it makes you want to jump out of your seat and do some happy dancing, right? Haha. Anyways. It was super boring. They pretty much just talked to us about our futures and stuff. It's important and all, but it really would have kept a small amount of interest if I hadn't heard the same things they were saying about forty-seven times before.
We did get out early for lunch though. It was only ten minutes, but still.
Time for lunch is precious.
Pretty much, the rest of my day was boring. The only real highlight was after school.
I don't really want to go into major detail, but I'll say that I cleared up some things that have weighed in heavy on my shoulders for a long time. I think I built up a friendship in the process. I hope I did anyways. And at the same time, I snapped myself out of the three day bad mood I was in. Which is always a good thing. :)
I'm not really sure if I had a point. Ha. If I did, I forgot it.
Oh, wellll. That's all for now.
-Rayne!
Oh, yeah. You should listen to Calling You by Blue October. It's one of my favorites. :)
Today was an interesting day.
The whole sophomore class went to the Red River Technology Center.
I know. Just the sound of it makes you want to jump out of your seat and do some happy dancing, right? Haha. Anyways. It was super boring. They pretty much just talked to us about our futures and stuff. It's important and all, but it really would have kept a small amount of interest if I hadn't heard the same things they were saying about forty-seven times before.
We did get out early for lunch though. It was only ten minutes, but still.
Time for lunch is precious.
Pretty much, the rest of my day was boring. The only real highlight was after school.
I don't really want to go into major detail, but I'll say that I cleared up some things that have weighed in heavy on my shoulders for a long time. I think I built up a friendship in the process. I hope I did anyways. And at the same time, I snapped myself out of the three day bad mood I was in. Which is always a good thing. :)
I'm not really sure if I had a point. Ha. If I did, I forgot it.
Oh, wellll. That's all for now.
-Rayne!
Oh, yeah. You should listen to Calling You by Blue October. It's one of my favorites. :)
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Wow. I need sleep.
So. This is my first blog.
Whoooo. Exciting.
Actually, it's about two in the morning and that's when awesome stuff happens.
Or whatever.
I can't function right now.
[By the way, I typed that last sentence about twelve times because I couldn't get it right the first time.]
Nooo. I'm not drunk or high or hookahed or anything else that makes you crazy.
Just sleep deprived. :)
So, now that you know that much about me and I'm bored out of my skull, I'm going to tell allllll of you who care, since you care sososo much, about myself. Even though, if you're reading this, you probably already know enough about me. Anywhooo. Here goes.
My name is Rayne Ashley Grandy.
A.K.A. RayneAwesomeGrandy. Because I'm awesome. :)
I can play piano. Sort of. Like chords and stuff. I'm sure if I worked on it more, I would play better, but I'm super lazy.
I go to Glory Bound Church in Marlow and I try to be a good Christian, but it's not really working. To be perfectly honest. I mean, I love God and all that stuff, it's just.. I don't know. How 'bout we discuss this another time. Deal?
I wear size six and a half shoes.
I really really really hate being patted on the head. Seriously. I will consider about choking you if you do it, no matter how close or special you are to me.
I chew gum. All. The. Time. I used to get in trouble for it all the time in middle school. I was usually sneaky though. :)
My hair is well over twenty inches long. I'm not sure of the exact length because I haven't measured in a while, but you don't care anyways, right?
I plan on donating all of this glorious hair to Locks of Love.
I have one bestbestbest friend. That is Caitlin Hope. This is going to sound cheesy and cliche, but whatever. She is one of the best friends that a fifteen year old girl could ask for. She listens to almost anything I have to say, lets me rant about the silliest things, tells me when I 'm being stupid, and, hopefully, cares about all of it. Ha. I'm pretty sure that she's the only person that I can truly be myself around. No walls, no pressure, no nothing except for pure bestfriendness. :)
Wow. Mushy.
Moving onnn.
I have a freckle in my right eye. It happened when I was seven from a kid throwing a rock at my eye, and it's actually a scar. No joke.
I'm a five-year-old boy inside a fifteen-year-old girl's body. That's my maturity level anyways. Ha.
I'm in LOVE with superheroes. If you asked me a question about pretty much almost any one, I could probably tell you the answer with this giant explanation about whatever I'm talking about.
I make up words. Like baskillion.
I am in speech and drama at my high school, and I love it.
I probably won't keep up with this whole blogging business thing for very long. I'll get lazy and stuff.
I usually try my hardest to mask my feelings. People really almost never see me in a bad mood because I've trained myself to put a smile on through everything. It's crazy.
Eh. I'll say a couple more things.
I try to use correct grammar and spelling on the internet. I'm not perfect though. I have typos.
I think it's really attractive for someone else to use correct grammar and stuff too.
I have a thing for blue eyes.
I hate wearing pants.
Done. I can talk about myself later.
I pretty much created this to rant about stupid stuff. Like an internet diary. Ish thing. I dunno. Honestly, I'm not trying to change the world with one stupid blog or any of that mumbo jumbo. If you don't like it, read somewhere else. Seriously. I. Don't. Care. Rasdkjfhsdkfheuihsjdkf. I'm getting cranky. I need to sleep. Haha. So. That's all.
The end. For now.
Goodnighttt. :)
-Rayne
P.S. Oh, yeah. It's a new year now. Forgot about that. Haha. So, I'll wish you a happy 2011. I'm sure any resolutions I make will be dropped within the month of January. Oh, well. Haha. The least I can do is try. That's really all. For real this time. Night, hon. :)
Ohhh wait. I'll give you a good song to look up.
"My Body" by Young the Giant.
It'd be a good running song to help you with an exercising New Year resolution if you have one.
Whoooo. Exciting.
Actually, it's about two in the morning and that's when awesome stuff happens.
Or whatever.
I can't function right now.
[By the way, I typed that last sentence about twelve times because I couldn't get it right the first time.]
Nooo. I'm not drunk or high or hookahed or anything else that makes you crazy.
Just sleep deprived. :)
So, now that you know that much about me and I'm bored out of my skull, I'm going to tell allllll of you who care, since you care sososo much, about myself. Even though, if you're reading this, you probably already know enough about me. Anywhooo. Here goes.
My name is Rayne Ashley Grandy.
A.K.A. RayneAwesomeGrandy. Because I'm awesome. :)
I can play piano. Sort of. Like chords and stuff. I'm sure if I worked on it more, I would play better, but I'm super lazy.
I go to Glory Bound Church in Marlow and I try to be a good Christian, but it's not really working. To be perfectly honest. I mean, I love God and all that stuff, it's just.. I don't know. How 'bout we discuss this another time. Deal?
I wear size six and a half shoes.
I really really really hate being patted on the head. Seriously. I will consider about choking you if you do it, no matter how close or special you are to me.
I chew gum. All. The. Time. I used to get in trouble for it all the time in middle school. I was usually sneaky though. :)
My hair is well over twenty inches long. I'm not sure of the exact length because I haven't measured in a while, but you don't care anyways, right?
I plan on donating all of this glorious hair to Locks of Love.
I have one bestbestbest friend. That is Caitlin Hope. This is going to sound cheesy and cliche, but whatever. She is one of the best friends that a fifteen year old girl could ask for. She listens to almost anything I have to say, lets me rant about the silliest things, tells me when I 'm being stupid, and, hopefully, cares about all of it. Ha. I'm pretty sure that she's the only person that I can truly be myself around. No walls, no pressure, no nothing except for pure bestfriendness. :)
Wow. Mushy.
Moving onnn.
I have a freckle in my right eye. It happened when I was seven from a kid throwing a rock at my eye, and it's actually a scar. No joke.
I'm a five-year-old boy inside a fifteen-year-old girl's body. That's my maturity level anyways. Ha.
I'm in LOVE with superheroes. If you asked me a question about pretty much almost any one, I could probably tell you the answer with this giant explanation about whatever I'm talking about.
I make up words. Like baskillion.
I am in speech and drama at my high school, and I love it.
I probably won't keep up with this whole blogging business thing for very long. I'll get lazy and stuff.
I usually try my hardest to mask my feelings. People really almost never see me in a bad mood because I've trained myself to put a smile on through everything. It's crazy.
Eh. I'll say a couple more things.
I try to use correct grammar and spelling on the internet. I'm not perfect though. I have typos.
I think it's really attractive for someone else to use correct grammar and stuff too.
I have a thing for blue eyes.
I hate wearing pants.
Done. I can talk about myself later.
I pretty much created this to rant about stupid stuff. Like an internet diary. Ish thing. I dunno. Honestly, I'm not trying to change the world with one stupid blog or any of that mumbo jumbo. If you don't like it, read somewhere else. Seriously. I. Don't. Care. Rasdkjfhsdkfheuihsjdkf. I'm getting cranky. I need to sleep. Haha. So. That's all.
The end. For now.
Goodnighttt. :)
-Rayne
P.S. Oh, yeah. It's a new year now. Forgot about that. Haha. So, I'll wish you a happy 2011. I'm sure any resolutions I make will be dropped within the month of January. Oh, well. Haha. The least I can do is try. That's really all. For real this time. Night, hon. :)
Ohhh wait. I'll give you a good song to look up.
"My Body" by Young the Giant.
It'd be a good running song to help you with an exercising New Year resolution if you have one.
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