Talent (-less)

Have you ever just picked something up and said, "I'm gonna do this for talent show!" Ever found out that it's really hard and you only got a week? That's how I feel.
Let's be up front, ok?
I do not play guitar. Sure, I play percussion and piano, but guitar? Nope! And then I decide to go on YouTube and look up "Blink" by Revive and try to sing and play guitar for a talent show! Good job Annie! So I basically have a week till the show and I have to learn it all within that time frame, because either that, it's a NoGo. My fingers have almost been rubbed raw and I just am starting today. How am I going to do it? I have absolutely no idea. Any hints out there?
I will try to get where everybody can comment by the way. If you find that you can comment, and you want to comment, (because I know there are people out there reading this who don't want to comment) then go ahead and give a shout out! Whatever you want... well, except for negative stuff like "you suck" and all that. (Because I totally don't need that bogus.)
And by the way... for all the diabetics out there in the world. Thanks for stayin' strong! I know it's hard, but put some humor in it, and like some would say "suck it up" because it's not gonna get better if you're moping.
From the All Randomness,
Annie

Hoppy Easter Everybody!

How did rabbits and chicks get accociated with Easter, might I ask? I mean, it's like, "Hey everybody! I saw a rabbit on Easter, so lets have a rabbit be the mascot!" and everyone else said, "Ok."
And how did we get the name "Easter"? I mean, I get Christmas, but Easter? Did everybody start goin' east or "easter" of where they were? Jeez, some holidays just do not make sense. I get the meaning, ya know, the Jesus came back from the dead and all of that, but I don't get why we turned it into some... I don't know... joke? People say, "remember the true meaning of Christmas" but where's the "remember the true meaning of Easter"?
All well. I guess it makes the holiday more exciting for all the little ones. Ah... remember those days? When you would go Easter egg huntin' and you'd eat at your grandma's house (unless your the grandma) or some other relative. Ya know, with the ham and potatoes and then cake or pie or cookies or whatever? When you weren't diabetic... oh wait, that's just me. (Unless your a random diabetic person who is reading this blog... which I highly doubt because there is only 17 hits on this thing.)
Which brings me to the little counter below... I've added it so maybe I'll know if I'm popular on the blog yet. Doesn't seem like that yet. Hello? Anybody out there? If you are, then please, I would greatly appreciate if you told everybody you know. Why? Because what isn't interesting about some random person's life, right? Ever heard a thing of a biography? Well, guess this is it for me. (Except, mine is full of humor and awesomeness, where as yours... well you probably don't have one. Get to work!)
From the humorous wonder,
Annie

Plenty of Sleep... for my dogs

Have you never gotten any sleep because your dog is right next to your ear snoring as loud as possible, and your other dog is making puking noises on the floor so you have to get up to help it? Well, that was my night. Luckily I slept from the time I got home to seven o' clock. (And then played rock-band for a couple hours.)
Besides that, I got great sleep from midnight to seven this morning. Yup, the life of someone with pugs... it's very interesting I must tell you.
Anybody own Rock-Band? If you don't, you so gotta get it, sooooo much fun. My favorite? Guitar of course. Then bass, drums and last is singing. By the way, how does singing get harder on difficulty levels? Hard is just like easy, and medium is like easy too, so whats the difference? But anyway... guitar is so much fun (except for when you forget to strum) and drums are a little exhausting. (It's like, tap-tap-TAP-tap, tap-tap-TAP-tap, tap-tap-SLIP!-bump-crash and burn for the rest of the song, and then your wrist hurts because it all twisted weird.) And bass is probably the easiet, so if you can't play that: give up. But besides all of that, its pretty fun.
Post ya later,
Annie

Deep Thoughts (with my usual humor)

You know when you like totally want something else to happen, and then since you're so bored you start think about the 'what ifs?'
First your like...
1. "What if I were to dare to say hello to some random person I haven't talked to all year even though they go to my school."
But then you go through so many 'what ifs' that you go deep, so your all like...
2. "What if I were to die right now? Would my life be complete? Would I be satisfied?"
Wow, if that doesn't blow your mind right there, then just wait till you start answering them.
1. "I would probably be mortified because I don't know the person and I'm suddenly talking to them and they think I'm a freak."
And then...
2. "Yes, I think my life would be totally complete. Even if I never talk to that person, or the person never talks to me, or if I never get a job or if I never do this or that, I would still be satisfied. Why? Because my life isn't terrible, but nor is it really great. I mean, I'm not totally looking forward to doing this or that, and so it's not something I have to do."
That's deep, dude. Real deep.
And why was I thinking this? Because I'm sitting on a bus with about 100 other people around me who are really loud and I'm listening to my ipod to shut them out, but that never seems to work. And you know what? Right when I'm thinking the whole 'what if i die right now' thing, my leg is almost run over by my mom in a car and I don't even flinch. Is something wrong with me? Or maybe school is killing me... great. Just when I thought I'd die a cool death right? Like a severe low of diabetes or something, but nope! I just had to get the death by school. My life is great right?
You atleast like reading right? Because then you would hate reading this blog if you didn't? But your reading, so you must like reading, but that's just a guess. You could just be reading this 'cause your bored, or your looking for encouragement or you love my awesome sense of humor. (Ya know, because I'm chauk full of that stuff.)
An hour later after...
Anyway, just wanted to point out that if you like this blog you probably like reading. (But I still think it's my sense of humor that makes you read this.) And that I'm trying to write a book (still in lots of progress) and I'm willing to post a couple passages. My best friend is the only one who's read as much as I've written and I'm determined to keep it a little secret incase I deside to maybe get it published. (Maybe.) And if anyone would like that, well, comment if you can. If you can't, I'll just go ahead and post anyway!
Brought to you by your beloved blogger,
Annie

5 Months

You'd think I was 5 months old by the title, but it has been 5 months since I've started my new life. I had my first meltdown in months yesterday. I was doing so well and then... WHAM!... I suddenly crashed. People say you get better and the meltdowns get less, and they're right, but when they do come, its like an atomic bomb hit your poor shotted stomache and like you have a knife slicing through your head at lightning speed! (Emphasis on the lightning speed, because the meltdown comes fast!)
Anyway! Grades came in... yay. I think it was a 3.2? 3.1 maybe. Whatever it was, it wasn't failing right? So that's a bonus. Not happy about having to go through another Quarter, but hopefully I'll live. (I mean, if school killed me, that'd be a pretty sad death. It's like, "How'd you die?" and I would say "School killed me." and they would be like, "That's pathetic, my death was I was on a secret mission for the Academy of Secret Agent-ness and a ninja attacked me from behind with this gigantic macheti and I dodged but then he swung down with his macheti on my head and I slowly snuffed out of my life." I would feel pretty stupid. Yup, humiliation, even in heaven. Sucks.) So hopefully, school doesn't kill me, but you know, school is unpredictable with all the homework they give, even on weekends. It's all like, "Yay! No homework for the weekend!" and then you go to math class and it's "pg. 449 #2-22even, 32-48all, 60, 61" and of course they are all the questions with "a, b, c, d, e, f, etc." and then you hate your weekend and try to put it off and then you fail the class! Thanks a lot Algebra!!
And of course you can never ever trust your home anyway. When you get home as a diabetic, your habit is to check your blood sugar. It doesn't matter how you're feeling, you go into the kitchen, get all your little blood testing stuff out and prick your finger... again! And then you feel stupid because your blood is like a perfect 100 and you totally poked yourself for no reason. Ugh, sometimes life is just cruel!
Well, gotta go. Math homework, hey! What I tell ya?
Adios from the Planet Annie (or I'm probably a country, I'm not large enough to be my own planet, so I'll be the Country Annie! How does that sound?)

Help Wanted: Creative Blog Name!

I don't really want my blog to be called "the Uncreative Blog Name" forever, so I need help! If you guys can think of any humorous blog names, comment!
Mom an me will review all options. Deadline for me is by December 1st. I will continuously check to see if anyone has put in any offers. If you have more than one idea, go ahead and put in the others! I am excited to see what everybody comes up with! Remember to keep it positive, for this is supposed to be a happy blog, not a depressing blog! Of course I know none of you would do that, but just as a reminder. If you guys feel like commenting, COMMENT! I really appreciate them.
AND A SHOUT-OUT TO MOM--- Thanks for being there these past couple weeks, even when I felt like giving up, and even on those really tough nights (you know what I'm talking about) You were always there, and I appreciate it so much it's hard to explain. I love you.
Thanks again for everybody commenting and even if you've read these past couple of posts and don't comment. Thanks so much!
Annie

Random Posting

Hey everybody, if there is that many people anyway.
Being diabetic isn't all bad, in fact, it does have a couple of advantages...
1) If you don't feel like doing something, all you have to say is "I'm feeling so weak!"
2) You can eat in class!
Of course I've never exactly used these advantages, but hey, I might. (Maybe...)
Halloween was a little bit of a bummer. Having all that chocolate! Ugh, it hurts, but I'm cooping. I did have a little bit of pumpkin cheesecake though! At the price of a shot, I would do it!
Not much to say, but I felt like blogging. I appreciate the comments so far! You commenter's are in the lead! Thanks so much,
Annie