SAT's and Such

Hi. Found out my SAT score 2day.
Just thought I'd document it.
2090. I'm pleased-ish.

Today was awesome bcuz I realized the San Francisco-SAT-Sand Diego-Rent-Ditch school on Monday weekend rlly was like the best I've ever had.
P.S. I<3 Terasita Pines and hayleyghoover's blog.

English is Love

Why do I connect reading and grammar to love. Because c'mon, those are pretty weird things to connect to love.
But I figured it out.

It started with my dad. He read to me every night. So much and with such enthusiasm that I memorized the stories, yearned to read them for myself. I'd bring anyone in my house of stack of books taller than me if they promised to read me a story. But my dad was the best. He did voices and everything.

Then came my mom with the hooked on phonics. I thought it was a game. I get to learn to read and spend time w/ mom and at the end I win a toy. This was a win-win situation, cuz when ur 3 hooked on phonics is crazy fun.

Then I started reading my dad to sleep. Role reversal. And I would get up really early, before he left for work and he would do hooked on phonics with me.

So I guess for me reading started as love and attention from my parents. Not that I didn't get enough of that all the time lol. Still do. Tooo......much.....attention....lol

Then there was my grandma. She taught me pronouns in her living room. It was my first grammar lesson. So reading became bonding with my grandma.

Then there were teachers. So reading became gratification. It made me special and seperate.

Then there was my sister. Who, at 16, would rather kill herself than spend time with her eight year old sister. But she liked to teach me to read Shakespeare in our garage, and talk about life. So reading was bonding with my sister.

So I figure the reason I love reading, and grammar, and understanding and such is because for a long time it was the bridge between me and the people in my life that were too old to have anything else in common with a little kid. For me, it was being seen by the adults I cared about. Really seen.

Ok and it was about gratification :)

Today was awesome bcuz I was reminded of that.

Peace <3

Sometimes.....

I feel like I'm being trampled
By calculus and bio
And then English picks me up
Dusts me off
And makes it all ok again :)

Things I Like

I'm compiling a list of things I like, because it seems when someone asks me I can never tell them what I like.

1. The colors yellow, pink and purple light up my world.
2. I'm Yours and I'll Follow You Into the Dark are the love songs I love.
3. Musicals are too exciting for words. Take me to one, and I'll love u till death do us part.
4. Sees candy is the greatest :) no contest.
5. Having my hair curly makes me feel fabulous.
6. I luv getting notes from friends.
7. Dancing and singing in public is what it's all about man.
8. Speaking of, heck yea I like the hokey pokey.
9. Books. So many books.
10. California sunshine :)
11. Good grades. Who doesn't like that?
12. Cheesy pick up lines make me smile. :D
13. Horoscopes and fashion magazines r my embarrassing loves.
14. Cakes and cookies and muffins and bagels and all kinds of yumminess.
15. Myspace
16. Stayin' up late.
17. Sleepin til noon.
18. Blog posts that aren't finished yet.

Maybe i'll do a little known facts about me post later.....hmmmm.....

Live Life Brilliantly

Soooo.....I Got Ice Cream.....Wanna Make Out? lol

hw and exercise--not a fun mix but all is well :)

Sometimes I'm so complicated I don't even understand me. Or I can't even explain me, but getting on my good side is simple. All u gotta do is gimme baked goods and call me pretty.

Yay I got my braces off 2day. How cooool. Now I get a pink sparkly retainer.

O and i bought purple heels. They make my world go round :P

'Tis time for more hw and such.

Trisha's a Lifesaver

Yay! I got my post bak thanks to the lovely and talented Trisha J. Gragera lol nehowww....

SAD was prtty cool 4 me. All except for how I woke up...which went something like.....
"Tashi, get up. U know we have an appointment 2day."
"Whaaat? :? "
"The gym."
"Whaat? :?"
lol then we go, then the trainer doesnt have us scheduled, then we come bak home, then life was ok again, blah blah blah

neways kewl beans

dad bought me sees candy :) he does it every year
and every year its flippin awesome
thats y 2day was awesome
plus i watched teen witch lol those crazy 80's movies

nehow i g2g to olive garden soon

catch ya on the flip side.....whatever that means

So Much to Tell

This shall be in 5 parts.



#1 No more bf. still friends. ehh...



#2 Personal trainer= hot



#3 Some college sent me a letter. I think I might be a National Merit Scholar. Hopefully.



#4 I passed AP Calc this semester.



#5 i have weird dreams. here's one i had recently.



I'm in a casino. Its kinda dark and all red green velvety textures. It's the 40's or 20's. I can tell because of the decorations and clothes like flapper dresses. I'm an old white woman. I see a rich man gambling at a blackjack table. I see his rich wife in a shiny silver flapper dress calmly get up and leave the room. She's beautiful. Her husband follows her. His posse follows him.



All of a sudden I'm a man sitting in the same casino across the room from the old woman. I can't tell what race I am, maybe Italian. I think I'm a mobster. I pull a gun into my lap. It's a revolver. I shoot the woman in the silver dress. She stands.



All of a sudden I'm the wife. No race this time but I have brown skin. Maybe I'm black, or latin, or middle eastern. I'm sitting waiting for my husband to finish gambling. I'm content. Someone shoots me. My stomach is bleeding but it doesn't hurt. I get up and leave. My husband follows.



I get into a horse-drawn cairrage. It's all black and leather. My husband gets in too. A man I know gets in opposite me. A woman is with him. I feel uneasy. I don't know who shot me but I suspect its him. I see the gun. I move out of the opposite door of the now-moving cairriage. I hang on to the outside. I don't know where my husband is. I think the man shot him. He must have a silencer because nobody heard his gun go off either time. I jump of the cairrage and roll. I try to decide what to do. There is a forest in front of me and the road stretching out on either side.



Then I wake up. Weird dream, I know. I always have dreams where I'm other people. People who are older or younger or the opposite gender or a different race. I've had very few set in a different time tho. I also have a lot of dreams that change perspective randomly like some weird movie. I don't know why. And nothing's ever in clear detail. Especially people, I just imagine people but usually I only know their age gender and race if i'm lucky.



Today was awesome because me and isabel had beans and chicken and veggies and it was yummy. Also, I myspaced a lot and didn't do ne work.



I guess I'll sleep now. Or sumthin close 2 it.



Peace out tootse.