Things That Make Me Uncomfortable: A list

I was inspired by three people to make this post, particularly Alexi. Although Liz and Bri did have a helping hand.
So I guess...just jump right in, aye?

1. My age. I'm 15, yes, but I don't want to have the label that most fifteen year olds have. You know what I'm talking about...immature, gross, mean, acne-ridden. Sure, I have my fifteen-year-old-angst moments, but for the most part, I feel like I act older than my age. Also, it really annoys me when people won't say "fuck" around me. Camaaaan. I go to a public high school. Sure, I don't like to cuss, but don't censor yourselves around me due to my age. Do it because I am a lady. Or, uh...don't do it at all. Whatever.

2. When people point out my moles. "Is that a birthmark?" "Can't you get those removed?" "What is that?" Yes, people say these things to me on a daily basis and let me tell you it gets old real quick. I know my neck-mole can be distracting, but I would appreciate if you didn't stare at my neck while I'm trying to talk to you.

3. People who make out in the hallway.

4. My stupid overactive tear ducts. For example, my dad was talking to me about what chores I needed to do and I started crying, but I WASN'T EVEN SAD. WHAT THE CRAP, EMOTIONS. GET WITH IT.

5. When my parents watch my HashTagNoPants videos with me in the room oh my god is that awkward.


Ok, so yeah. Enjoy my list.

Keep swimming,
Lamb

Story Idea

I felt a bit inspired tonight and I wrote this little bit of a story. I have an idea and I hope I can make it work!

                If there’s one thing that can’t be done, it’s get to IKEA and back in one piece. Whether it’s getting hopelessly lost in suburban Kent, or missing exit after exit on the 405, there’s always an emotional meltdown around the corner.  Even with a GPS, which I affectionately called Pascal, it’s incredibly difficult to get right.

                That’s not even to mention what goes on inside the store. Don’t get me wrong. I love Swedish furniture as much as the next guy, but IKEA makes it so that you can never leave. They entice you with the dream of inexpensive end tables, lamps that look like deformed snowballs, and delicious meatballs. Unfortunately, if you go on a Saturday at one in the afternoon, you’ll be trampled, separated from your loved ones, and proceed to get hopelessly lost among the maze of couches.

                I suppose you could say I was having an IKEA kind of day.

                

Stella Scout

This weekend, I attended a birthday party for my adorable cousin, Stella.
She turned 4 on July 31, and for all you Potter fans, yes I realize the coincidence.

This is Stella.

We went to a lovely park (which has a pretty name that escapes me, currently) where the kids splashed in the spray area.

And there was lots of hugs and fun,of course.

I love you, Stella! I'm so excited to see who you become.

List: Tropical Haul

These are some of the things that I bought at Walmart and the Dollar Store to enrich my summer camp experience!

First off, I got some brightly colored construction paper that can be used in all sorts of crazy situations.

These little beauties were at the Dollar Store. Aren't they so cute?

This here is a stack of rainbow foam squares and tropical stickers, including flowers, pineapples, and palm trees.

Here, I have a box of embroidery floss for friendship bracelets, and some plastic craftlace for lanyard making.  This stuff will be good for downtime in the cabin.

This is some paradise-style tissue paper, which I have used to create some flowers.

And, you can never go wrong with a variety of sharpies!

Tomorrow, I'm going to JoAnn Fabrics to look for a bit more. I leave in two days! I'm quite excited, although I will miss the internet.

x,

The Lamb.

I'm trying to get into the habit of blogging often.

What to expect:

• Photos with a caption
• Lengthy text posts
• A brief video
• A review on something
• Lists
• Lots of lists

I do love lists. Consider this my first "list" post.

Side note, I got accepted as a counselor to a camp! I'm quite, quite, QUITE excited about this.  This year's theme is "Lost in Paradie", so I'm hoping my mother or father will take me to the dollar store so I can load up on tropical stuff.

Mayhaps my next post will be a haul?  We'll see.

x,

The Lamb

P.S. Happy birthday, America!

Triton: Guardian of the Lakes.

As I sit and chat with my dear friends, we happen to have come upon a dilemma.
In the classic hit, "Under the Sea" from the hit Disney film, "The Little Mermaid", the first line states that the seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake.  While I don't find this line to be controversial, my good friend and internet comrade, Margo finds this line to be near offensive.
The mermaids live in the ocean, which is a body of water. Lakes are also bodies of water. Wouldn't one assume that because the mermaids clearly know about the ocean,they would be familiar with lakes?  Margo does not feel the same. A direct quote from Magatha herself, "Lakes are wet. They're a solid 5 on a scale of 10."
While those quotes don't directly represent the dilemma presented, one can only assume that Margo is biased.
This is a very frazzled post. Do your best to understand.
What are your thoughts. Do you think mermaids know about lakes?

Nick rates this lake an indisputable 11,000.

x,
The Lamb