ONCE AGAIN, I’M A PROCRASTINATOR April 27, 2008

Well. Like. Last, last Friday I went to the zoo to hang out with my friends. Okay, I know that may seem weird. Like. Hey, teenagers just hang out at the zoo all the time? NO. THEY DONT.  But I kind of could care less what you think because I LOVE ANIMALS that you can see up close and personal at the ZOO. Like ZEBRAS. And DOLPHINS. Except there arent dolphins at the zoo. Just fish. But who agrees with me? Dolphins shuld be at the zoo. WOW. Moving past that…see its like this. Im tired and angry. xD Which is why there are so many capitals. Anyways. Im going to get to the point. The point is this.

I just love having a social life.

Its people that know youre the farthest thing from cool but still  hang out with you?

Where to begin? I was obviously excited. I was going to see my friend, David. If you couldnt tell, Well. I kind of like him.  And when I said kind of, I actually meant that I like the kid a whole lot. Sometimes when I think about it, I almost forget why. I cant remember why he had that effect on me…But when I see him again. God, when I see the kid. I dont know why. Its like just one look at that big, silly grin…or looking past the frames of his glasses directly into his brown eyes….For some reason it turns everything inside of me upside-down and reduces my proper speech to a series of the word “uhhhhhhhm” and a few childish smiles. Most of the time, when I tried to say anything, I couldnt really get the right words out. The only phrase that would have suited my feelings anyways was “Could you catch my heart, because its beating out of my chest?” When I opened my mouth, though, there was still no sound.  I know it seems pathetic, true….probably because it is pathetic. But its a different kind of pathetic. I dont actually know how that makes sense? Whatever. He’s a really sweet guy; he’s nice and funny, too. To say the least, well, he even put flowers in my hair : ] Its the way he looked at me. Like out of my peripheral vision, (regardless of how terrible my peripheral vision is) I would see him glance my way.  And when I would finally turn and we would make eye contact…well…he would smile. One of those huge crazy ridiculous ones. And I like to think it was just for me….

OOh. Plus Also I hung out with Sean. It was really neat to get to meet him finally. He burned me a CD. Which was particularly awesome. lol We also figured out David and Michelle run up walls. And obviously certain people  *ahem* enjoy putting stuffed animals on my head. *shrugs*

RACHELFACE && ELL OH ELL KRISTI April 26, 2008

SO. Heres the story.

I drew a dinosaur on my hand. Thats not the whole story though. Thats just…awesome, right? Come on. Sharpie dinosaur for the win.

Anyways. The reallllllll weekend story goes a little something like this:

There once was a princess named Bailey. Princess Bailey decided one day, to call her two loyal friends…Rachel and Kristina. They invited Bailey to a royal weekend sleepover party thingy. And she accepted the invitation. On Friday, she arrived at her friends’ palace and the festivities begun. The weekend started off wth hardcore bowling and pizza. At the…err….magical? bowling alley, Princess Bailey ran into an old lover…Chuck. Chuck the evil Warlock had cast a spell on the princess, which made her fall in love with him. Princess Bailey didnt know Chuck at all. So this part of the story is like half pretend. [we saw a guy at a bowling alley, we named him Chuck, and decided he was my boyfriend. But for the sake of a fantasy plotline, I had to change things up a bit. Do what youve got to, eh?] Anyways. After failing miserable at bowling, the princess was further depressed by who else other than Chuck? He was…enchanting…another woman in the very prescence of Princess Bailey! The very nerve of the warlock! Continuing on. They arrived back at Rachel and Kristina’s castle thingy and they watched the original Transformers cartoon movie. All the while Princess Bailey had been…er…text messaging[ that does NOT sound...unrealistic. Whatever. Thats what happened. So, yes. Texting] her Prince David. Kristina spazzed everytime a new message was recieved. Than the three ladies did..Tae Bo. The next morning they watched the…sorceror DJ Lance Rock. For hours. Princess Bailey figured out that eating breakfast with your wrists handcuffed together is very complicated.  And it was amazing. Also that day, Lady Sarah arrived. They had so much fun doing things losers do. They basically stalked Sir Jack after they..paraded back from…Starbucks? They hung out and took pictures and they decided to take Lady Sarah back home. They galloped on their stallions to the…ice cream place? And Princess Bailey met BANANA. And then she went home and blogged about it? Close enough. <3 I love mah girls.

There’s music in laughter… February 28, 2008

This may sound rather odd, but this is my blog. So I could care less if you think I sound crazy.

Music is in everything. The shuffle of steps in the hallway. The wind blowing through the trees. A dog barking. People laughing. The endless chatter of teenagers on their cell phones. Cars starting up, engines revving.  The perfect pitch of our everyday lives. The melodies of the weekend heralded by the slamming of the front doors and the persistent “Mom, can I sleep over (insert name here)” The sizzling of a nice home cooked meal on the stove, the clinking of silverware as someone searches for a fork. An awkward symphony. Monday’s rhythm differs from Tuesday’s. Wednesday night’s prelude. Like transition to Thursday.  The tune changes from time to time. Hitting high points and low points…much like our lives. Some people dont hear it. Not because they’re incapable. For some reason, they just won’t let themselves. It’s not really that hard. Some people have compared our lives to art. Saying things like ‘Just open your eyes.’ I can understand exactly what those people mean. The abstract quailties of a typical household. The ‘blue period’ of winter. The different perspectives of various things. But art is different from music. All I’m asking is for you to close your eyes. Let the ticking of a clock start things off. Just listen. Breathing happening all around you. Sighing, slightly more high pitched. Even more high pitched, the scraping of a chair against tile…which collaborates quite nicely with the deep ‘thud’ of books on a desk. Progressing so on and so forth. I don’t know. Its a strange way to see *cough* hear things. But if you take the time, you’ll find its worth it….Everyday a song.

Never without… February 28, 2008

There are a bunch of different things that we’re going to encounter that are kind of like package deals. Two for the price of one. One of those things is this: Procrastination is never without Apologies. Putting things off never turns out well. So, well, I’m going to finish something I started weeks ago. David, Im really sorry I haven’t gotten around to posting this earlier!!

February 16th

Saturday. Kind of cold, but tolerable. Like a lot of winter days this year. The only difference was that I, Bailey Marie, was going out in a public environment to socialize. That probably doesnt sound like a great deal to those who regularly see friends, but all of mine live an hour away. BIG deal.  This was also the first time I had seen my dear friend, David, since November. BIGGER deal. Anyways. While his parents were going to some…thing…he and his sister were stuck amazingly close to my house at the mall. So upon waking that morning, my mom informed me I was gonna go chill. That was after I ran into the wall really hard, of course, but whatever. I was like. Uber psysed. And for the record “psysed” to me, is a word. Pronounced like sigh+s+d.  Kind of like “psyched” but cooler. Anyways. It was awesome. You never realize how much you miss someone until, well, you see them again. It was like. I don’t really know how to describe what I was feeling. I was, to be honest, kind of scared. Nervous. But that’s only natural. But. Other than that. Just don’t ask. I’m trying to find a word for ‘way beyond happy.’ He appeared just about the same as I remembered him. Same height. Sounded the same. Acted the same. But. I would explain what it was that had changed, but I’m still not entirely sure. Maybe it’s the way he looked at me that day. Maybe it’s just hearing a voice and seeing a face all at the same time. I could get all deep and say “Maybe it’s fate.” But no. I think…I think the only difference I could actually verbalize was the final like 10 seconds. This time I was actually dreading having to say goodbye. I didn’t want to leave. I’m pretty sure I would have been content staying there in Barnes & Noble forever. I absoultely had to go, so that idea died rather quickly. There was this akward slience. I don’t think either one of us really knew what to say. Words probably wouldn’t have fit right, anyways. So we simply embraced. He was warm. That was nice, because I was cold. For those of you who’ve seen David, you know he’s small. Not super muscular or tall. But for some reason, I felt safe. There in his arms, it was like nothing could hurt me. Except a lot of things probably could have hurt me. But I didn’t care. It only lasted for about three seconds (not like anyone was counting?) As a whole, the day went pretty well. There was this tiny escalator thingy. It was so cool. Which sounds weird, but whatever. It was like a one person thingy and it was almost fascinating.  Well, not much else interesting happened…aside from I CAN FIT BEHIND THE POP MACHINES.

-the end-

Chris’s Surprise Party! February 19, 2008

Ex.Dee.

So I’m a little late on posting about this, but Hey. Sunday the 17th a few friends and I broke into this kids house and stole his TV. Except for not. We just got his mom to let us in while he was away and wait for him and say SURPRISE when he walked through the door and throw stuff at and or towards him. You know, typical surprise party protocol.

Well, basically for the span of the ehhhhh let’s say five hours I was there we did the same thing. See how many of ______ we can fit inside our mouth. Or see how many people we can fir in/on/under ______. We can fit almost nine people on Chris’s bed, about 6 people can about fit under the table. Chris could fit say 33 m&ms in his mouth [Alicia-23, Stephen-21, Bailey-39]. Those of course are only approximate figures. OOh. And we played ‘Rock Band.’ To be honest I didnt expect to like the game so much, and also I was a little embarassed to sing in front of people. But after my duet with Rachel and Kristi [lovelove] things seemed to be working out fine. We tried to beat Dani California about 904 times but for some reason we couldnt beat it. I think its just not advanced enough to handle Alicia’s vocals. =)

Well, onto cake. For the record it EXPANDED when a slice was removed. My piece was little, and then it go like 904 times bigger when it ended on my plate. Whatever. I could fit it all in my mouth anyways. All of the cakes had dinosaurs on it. And most of the gifts did. Except like two cards. Mine and Richard’s.  Mine was way cooler though cause it had G.I Joe on it. Yeah.

It was a whole lot of fun, Im really glad I got to go. Aside from Bobby rubbing my face in the snow, it was awesome.

Just remeber kids, NO PILLOW FIGHTSIES!

Recovery February 13, 2008

So, I returned from my weekend expedition with Anna. And finally I can say Ive regained the energy to sit here and explain everything.

Well. Day one. Is February the 8th.  And well, after we ran around like idiots, we had to sleep in the bathroom. Because her mom and sister were sharing a room with us. And we couldnt wake them up. Julia would have eaten me alive.  And we took so many three ay em pictures. We stayed up until saturday evening just talking. Anna dear is the queen of akward conversations. =) And I love her to freaking shreads.

February 9th was day two. We had to go see one of her sister, Julia’s, hockey games. That  girl is a MACHINE. Freaking AMAZING. lol we spent most of saturday giggling and moping. Talking about guys, and/or sitting in the vending machine room. We ended up calling the same two people about 904 times. And not getting an answer. We talked to NY Josef and took more pictures <—–Pictures are a biiigggggg thing for us. 90% of our weekend is photo-documented. We also ended up going to a candy/weaponry store. Which is a very long story.

 February 10th. Is day #Last.  We actually had warm breakfast!! Yay! And in the process of driving home, we got stuck in a blizzard. In that space of time I learned a few things about Anna. Like….ice fascinates her. I learned the kind of things that barely anyone knows. The kind of things you should know to TRULY refer to someone as a best friend. And she learned a little bit about me. We got home. I MET HER BROTHER WITH NO MAKEUP ON. But still, she has the coolest family EVER.

Best weekend in a long time. Lovelove. ♥

zomgHOTEL February 8, 2008

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.

Im in a hotel with ANNNNNNNNNA. Its like amazing. Aside from the fact that I get weird in cars…like realllllllllly. WEIRD. I just wouldnt shutup. At all.

And then I had the bomb-tatest milk shake in the entire world. And Annas mom told me to stay with David forever. It was akward, but Hey. That could work. Cause “Those kids are great. They will please you in future years.”

And now were in the hotel lobby, Annas sister is giving us death stares, and were on the phone. So yeah.

Dear Lord… February 5, 2008

Grant me strength. When things get tough, I just back out. And I dont want to run and hide anymore. God, give me the strength to do the right thing, regardless of if I feel like it or not. I know that 92% of the time…’the right thing’ isnt what I want to do. And Im sorry.  I know that Ive had a hard time trying to get where I should be with You, and I know I should try harder. Lord, give me determination….or at least show me how to find it on my own.

Times like these February 1, 2008

Hey, girl. Don’t go getting ahead of yourself now. He’s not ready to catch you, and you’re not ready to fly. Your heart’s skipped one too many times over him…more than it was meant to. You got all the tell-tale signs, baby. Weak knees and shaking hands. Your mind goes blank, and Yes, you stutter. Maybe you tripped, but it might be on purpose. All you know, is you’re falling for him… Real for the first time. Knowing now that something is different. Hoping that it never changes.

Its times like these. Times like these when a person cant help but to feel so vulnerable. So….helpless. Afraid of what comes next. Times like these when people actually feel human. Here’s where we figure out that were NOT invincible. Things happen. Sometimes we dont know how or why. Sometimes we dont really care what the reasons are. No matter how things turn out, though, its times like these where love is real. Maybe just for a day, maybe a month. But take it for what it is. Love. Regardless of how much the idea scares you, dont miss an opportunity. Maybe you’re not ready to fly. But keep this in mind…

Who got anywhere without trying?

Roo Baby January 31, 2008

So she’s not here today. Shes doing something with someone or something…for some reason.

 O_o

Dont exactly know…

But what I do know, is that I love her. That probably makes me sound like a lesbian, but I swear I’m not. I mean ‘love’ like a friend thing.  I was soooo nervous the very first time I met her in person. The hours and hours of online conversations seemed to dissapear, and I had forgotten how much we had in common. I was afraid that I’d have to act a certain way, and not be myself. And the moment she screamed and threw her arms around me I realized something: It doesnt matter what I do, or say, or sound like. It doesnt matter to her that I dress up like a pirate or sing off key. Cause shes my best friend, and Im proud to say that. We talk when we’re laughing so hard you cant understand what we’re saying. We talke when we cry so hard you cant understand what we’re saying. We giggle together about stupid stuff, regardless of how not funny it is. We talk about everything, and we can both talk fast, too. Reciting lifetimes in five minutes or less. Im only fourteen. True. But Im pretty sure Ive found one of those lifelong friends that you see in TV shows or the movies. Someone who sticks with you through thick and thin, good and bad.

Yeah. Thats my Anna. =]