IT'S NEW YEARS!!!!!!!

It's 2011!!!! In case you didn't know. Or forgot. And if you did either one, may God help you. ;)

But I have made a whole bunch of resolutions this year. Only one applies to you, my readers out in cyberspace. (Of whom there are not many, according to my little counter thingy, but whatever.)  It is this - I am going to post something interesting every day. Also, I will be more positive. 


Today-

I had my cousins over. Only three of them, thank goodness. I have fifteen in total, and I'm the oldest of them all. But the ones I had over today were all girls, and we took turns trying on my dresses. They all fit into them, by some minor miracle. Well, actually, not really a miracle. To help you get a better picture of me, I am pretty small. (My feet are freakishly so, me being 13, 5' 2, and a size FOUR shoe. It's insane. My 11 year old sister has bigger feet than I do.) And some of those dresses I had outgrown, so you know what my cousins will be wearing next Easter.

You see, in my town/family/friend group, we have kind of a thing for passing down clothes.  If I get a birthday or a christmas present of clothes, they've probably been worn by friends and friends of friends. Like all my clothes come from either my friends or family. My family/friends do this - The clothes start out as either my friend Jess's or my cousin Melissa's, then me, then my oldest girl cousin, then on to my sister, her friend, then to my other three girl cousins in town, year by year.

By the way, tomorrow's attraction - my book. I'm going to post what it's about. I never tell anyone, simply because it's a long story, so this should be good.

Happy New Year!!!!

Amme

New Years Resolutions

Dear Myself,
I haven't seen you in a while. You are so very different from the positive, energetic, fun-loving nature girl you were in February.

Just look at yourself. Not cool, man. Just stick with what you were before and you'll be good. Stop trying to be a poser teen.

But I am proud of you in some areas. Like, the fifteen pounds and three sizes you've dropped since summer. Nice. And not through starving yourself, which you certainly considered (and tried), but through healthy eating, jiujitsu and getting in shape. Also, learning to sing was a good move. And learning, in five months, everything you could possibly need to know for the rest of your life about that stuff.

You just need to realize that you have a life, plenty of good friends, and you are perfectly able to be yourself and get through high school. Just stick with what makes you happy.

Some pointers for 2011-

• Work on that novel more. I want it finished by May, no later.
• Plant a garden in your room, like before you took it out because you thought it wasn't cool.
• Read more books.

Got it?

Love and Kisses,

Me

Christmas is coming... oh wait, it's here

Well, I'm up til 11 again. I really need to sleep earlier.

Now, don't die laughing, but you know when I said I thought I broke my tailbone? Well, I did :| It's extremely painful, in case you couldn't guess. As well as extremely awkward, because what is worse than being dragged to the doctor by your mother, and having the doctor say "Excuse me, but would you mind if I X-rayed your rear end?" I almost died right there and then.

I can't believe it's Christmas tomorrow. I just can't BELIEVE it. It seems like this year, it's more low-key than usual. Less hyped. Does anyone else feel really old, now that it's freaking 2011? (and if you could cap numbers, that would be capped)

Anyway, Merry, merry Christmas to all! Whatever you celebrate, have a happy December. I mean that :)

:) :) :) :) :) :) :)

Peace,
  Amme

SSAT's, Snow, and Skating ctd.

Well, I got my SSAT scores back. I did really, really well on the verbal and Math, but I completely blew the reading. Math was 768 (out of 800), reading was 698, and Verbal was 791! I am shocked I didn't completely fail, given my preparation (none), but I'm really stoked about the Verbal score. :)

By the way, I really recommend these videos. They are by an awesome band called My Terrible Friend, and these are my favorite songs. They're truly great, please check them out! I personally prefer the bottom one, not taking anything away from the top one. They are a wonderful breather from the blaring, pop-ridden world we live in. (I just came up with that off the top of my head! Poetic, eh? Mad skill, she's got ;) I wish you could experience them like me, but I really hope you like them.

Happy Holidays :)

SSAT's, Snow, and Skating

Well, it's been pretty boring since I posted last. It snowed, which is awesome. Not enough to play or ski in, but still cool.

Speaking of snow, my class went on a trip to the White Mountains in September, and it was so much fun. While we were up there, it was wicked cold, and we were all bundled up. Someone noticed my eyes looked really darker than usual up there, and so they took this. (I was the "blue ninja" for about a month after). This is the darkest my eyes have ever looked, to give you some perspective.

Now I am off to Neverland. Well, not really, but Dave and Buster's comes pretty close. ;) I promise I'll post something interesting soon! :)

Winter Break is Here....

Hi, world.
An entire week has gone by, and NOTHING worth posting about has happened. It was 16 degrees every morning. Stuff froze, including the bay. (and a trash can at my school filled with water, which was fun to smash with a hammer)  My room looks like a tornado hit it, which is weird, me being Ms.  O. C. D. Neatfreak. I spilled bleach on my favorite jeans. (which stinks, though I used more colorful language, so to speak).  I saw Eclipse. (Which was actually pretty good, mainly because of the werewolf gang - team Jacob ALL THE WAY!) I was in a play, Our Town, and my nose started bleeding onstage and I had to ad-lib a quick exit ("George, I'll leave you to talk with Mr. Webb - I need to go make coffee for Emily").

So overall, nothing. But I do want to explain something I said before, which is - my eyes. They fit right in with the rest of me in terms of weirdness. I have no idea what happened when God was rolling the dice for my genes, but I ended up with easily the weirdest eyes in my town. Picture the lightest grey, and mix in a smidge of light blue. I am not making this up. They're almost white. I look a little creepy, actually, and as sad as this is, I really freak some people out. (I guess people who have known me for a while don't really notice it that much.) It used to really depress me, but now I think of it as a gift. I turn heads. I get noticed. But I still love it. One drawback - I can't wear a lot of mascara or else...  well, I'll let you see when I post pictures.

But today, I made the mistake of wearing a sweater that REALLY brought them out, when I was going to meet a whole bunch of new people. Meh. "Hi, this is my friend, Amme The Possessed." ("Oh, your eyes... they're so..........." Then they say something like "light" or "gray" or "blue" or occasionally "beautiful" :) . I even got "angelic" once. 0:D  Or occasionally? they just don't finish it.)

What I think is really funny is that people think I'm so weird when they meet me, just because of my eyes. Not what's behind them. They have no idea how much weirder I am than they think... ;)

Anyway, Happy Winter Break to those who are out!!! If you're not, well, only a couple more days!!! I hope you get a white Christmas, wherever you are :)

Don't laugh too hard...

Ok, while I admit this is funny, try to remember that I am human too! And perfectly capable of feeling like total excrement! Excrement being the polite term ;)

Today, after staying up until 11 the night before, I was shaken awake at 8:00 and told I was taking the SSAT in 15 minutes. I literally thought I was dreaming. Whoops. Forgot about that. I hauled my carcass out of bed, into the car, and into a seat at the local school, where no less than every thirteen-year-old in the county was standing around yawning. And I knew about 85% of them, easy. That's just how small this place is. And so I sat at a desk until 1:00 answering mindless questions like "If Desmond has 15 dungarees, and Mary has 17 jumpers, how many pairs of pants do they have between them?" Could somebody please tell me what a dungaree is. Then I proceeded to step out of the school and sit on an invisible car seat, and I think I broke my tailbone. Embarrasing². So now I am NOT going to see Harry Potter 7, NOT walking to the beach to see the frozen Bay, and NOT having fun. There. Thank you for letting me vent.

On a brighter note, I AM writing a smash hit novel, eating chocolate covered pretzels, and loving the beautiful ochre-and-grey guitar part to "Yesterday."

Color freak, signing off.

-Amme

It's 12 degrees here...

SHIVERING!!! And writing....

I am writing a novel, just so you know. It might be up here soon.

I love the color of thunder... just realized that. I just got a new dress whose color almost matches it. It's a beautiful dark emerald. Remind me to post pictures...

My dog says hi to all of you ;) Her name is Ally. I took this rather emo-ish picture of her this summer. But I still love it! I will be posting a lot of pictures here, I'm very into nature photography. Like these...

 

Took the first (plenty more where they came from) two on top of Mount Gale head on a trip, the last through a broken window looking out into a misty New Hampshire yard on a different trip. The other ones were taken minutes later at the local pond.

Ok, now I really have to go to bed. It's been a hard day's night. I plan on sleeping like a log!! :)

John Lennon

So creepy- I just realized the 30th anniversary of John Lennon's death is today. Creepy, when you think I didn't know that when I posted yesterday. Shudder... just kidding. I don't scare quite that easily. But I am running Beatles music nonstop in tribute!

I am in a play now- Our Town. As Mrs. Webb. I think I've got the New Hampshire accent down pat. I live just a couple states over, and I go there a lot. Also, Grover's Corners bears striking resemblance to my own little town... like you can't spit and not hit someone you know. A good and a bad thing. And, people never move out- here it's because of the water, there? well, I don't know. I LOVE the play though. I recommend it.

I am the eggman............... they are the eggmen................... I am the walrus :)

Ok, I take it back - that song is CREEEPY!!!

However, if John Lennon sung it, it must have some deep meaning... hmmm. I think it's telling us..... not to do drugs ha ha ha. No really... wondering what it means :?

The Beatles Rock!!!

Hi people!

I am sitting in my room right now, watching the last rays of light fade from over the bay. Did I mention I live near/almost on a bay? Not telling you the name or location, obviously, but I suspect I'll be mentioning it a lot.

The light on the horizon is almost all gone now. The only light in my room is swirling in front of my face in the form of the orange/yellow, blue, gray/silver and lime green notes of Revolution by The Beatles. My mom's opaque purple/pink/orange voice is laced in, too. John Lennon's voice is a scratchy hay-textured tan/coral with purple edges.

The song ends. I am left in darkness. (well, that's depressing.)

I am moving toward the faintly lit doorway. I have to go shower for jiujitsu and change into my gi. Thanks to strep throat, I haven't done anything social in four days.

'Cause you know it's gonna be ALL RIGHT!!!

RIP John Lennon :)

Hi world!

Hi, world!

My name is Amme, and I'm 13. That's Ah-may. I like jiujitsu, rock climbing, reading, writing, and anything to do with the ocean. You know that famous line, "I see dead people"? Yeah. "I see colors."

I have a gift called synesthesia. It means that two of my senses are combined. When I hear things, I see things. Like colors, for instance. Words, letters, numbers, voices, sounds, and anything else that makes a noise makes me see a color in a shape in front of me. For example, right now, I am in my room, listening to the dog bark next door. It is making little brown smudges right in front of me. Now my own dog has joined in, leaving maroon smears of her own, tinged with black. When they stop, the color will stop. I can see through the color, because it is translucent, but it is definitely there.

All Synesthetes are different, so my colors are different from other people's. Like, my sister and I have long agreed to stop talking about our colors because last time we did that, we practically killed each other over whether R was brown or pink! Sounds crazy, I guess, but just goes to show you how real it is to us. It's as if you started arguing with somebody whether the sky was blue or red, you would be like hello! It's always been blue! Well, you've always seen it that way. We've never known anything else from our colors either.

And other people have different kinds of synesthesia. There was this one guy who tasted people's names. His wife's name tasted like peaches. IMHO, I think that would have been so cool, but kinda annoying after a while. And there are people who feel colors, and hear stuff when they see stuff.

If you ask me if it is cool, I'm afraid I have to tell you that I don't know. It's just always been there. And well, I guess this is obvious, but I'm not at all touchy about the subject, unlike some people. I LOVE being weird. Ask me ANYTHING! The color of your name, the color of your dog's name, whether I like the color J, (I do, it's a pretty dark magenta), The color of Taylor Swift's voice, (light blue with peach-orange-pink), whether I like pie, whatever. I'll try to get back to you, ASAP. :)

Now, you have two choices- go away from this site thinking "Man, this is one dang freaky kid" or think that and stay on the site. And I hope you enjoy my brand spanking new BLOG!

I hope everyone's having a happy December! Peace and love from this freak :)  I'll try and post again soon.