Looking Forward....

I guess I'm really looking forward to college. I'm also scared silly, cause I will be like two hours away from everyone I love. But I guess I will meet new people and eventually be alright. I just remember my friend Alex writing me to say how much he was freaking out about his first week or two of college. Now he's alright and he loves it, but still. That first few weeks are going to be scary. I'm also looking forward to summer.... I'm onto year number three at East Bay as a lifeguard. I love it. Hopefully Iwill be getting another motorcycle really soon too.... depends on graduation money. But yeah.. I've definitly got a lot of things to look forward to.

Top 10 Favorite Vacations

10) Colorado- Since my sister is adopted we always meet with the other girls she was in the orphanage with and their families once every few years. Normally we just rent a few cabins, eat, talk, and swim for 3 or 4 days. Colorado was my favorite of these experiences though because there was so much to do. We were at a place called Estes Park, and there was tons of hiking, sports, and swimming to do. And it wwas on top of the mountain.



9)Virginia- This one was a while ago. But we basically hung out at Cape May for a week, it was really secluded and sweet. We even had to ride a farry for like 4 hours to get to it. The cooolest thing my parents did though was rent a 4 person bicycle for us to ride around town in. I still have a rock that I found on the beach.



8) Wisconson- We drove really far north to a place I can't remember now, but it was really cool. I got to rent a sailboat and teach my dad to sail on Lake Michigan. They also had a really really cool restaurant that had goats on the roof, litereally, like there was even grass growing on the roof for the goats to eat. CRAZY. The water was really clear too, even though it wasn't a good thing.



7)Florida Deca Trip- I went through my AVC, and even though there was only 5 other people going besides my teacher and her mom, it was pretty sweet. My teacher basically let us run wild the entire time, and we walked everywhere surprisingly enough not getting into too much trouble. Swimming at 2 in the morning, riding roller coasters all day... it was sweet.



6)Canada- Nova Scotia was super pretty too. Cold. But cool. I don't really know what to say about it, but Niagra Falls was sweet. And farther up north the fog was so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.



5)Wyoming- My family and myself went to Yellowstone, which was super cool. I don't really know why since the whole place smelled like rotten eggs. But it was really pretty, and there was a lot of cool scenery. I love hiking and my parents actualyl let me go out a few times with my sister.



4)California( time #2) The first experience was TERRIBLE. Third was also not so great. Second was pretty good though, all we really did was hang out and go to the beach. It was a good time, nobody was too cranky, and I got to see my baby nephew for the first time.



3)Florida by myself- A couple years ago my sister still lived in Florida. Well I was getting really sick of high school, friends, and family. I basically found the ticket by myself, set up everything, and told my parents all I needed was their credit card. Shockingly they agreed, and I got to spend spring break in Florida helping my sister plan for her wedding.



2)Florida with the girls-Myself and my 3 best friends went on a mission trip to Tampa. We yelled at each other a lot, and my youth pastor though we were going to kill each other. But honestly it was a good time, we messed around the entire time, and got to meet soem really cool people



1)Australia- I went with my dad in the 6th grade, and it was AWESOME. We went all over from Sydney, to the outback. I got to snorkle, swim upstream a mile with aligators to a mega huge waterfall, and see the place where Ned Kelly was hung. I can't wait to go back...

Summer Conflict

I guess my internal conflict would be about... school, summer, college, camp.... blah blah blah. I love my job at FS, but I love East Bay at the same time. Even though I've already decided I'm going to work at the camp this summer, I'm still probably going to cry a lot on my last night at FS. It was like the best job ever. I've tried to justify it by thinking about how I'm going to have a blast this summer and it's time to move on anyways. Not to mention that I'll have to let go anyways to go to college so whatever. I'll make more money and spend less at EB anyways.

Perfect Guy <3

For sure he would have to be up beat all the time, cause I feel that my mood is highly reflected off of others. Blue eyes are a must, dark messy hair, not too long. Definitly TAN! Definitly TALL! Built, but not like a body builder. His laugh would have to be enough to make me melt, patientience to no end, selfless... He would definitly have to be behind me for whatever crazy thing do next. Cardinals fan. Play's guitar. We would eventually run our own business together, but he would go to school to be a kindergarten teacher. Former lifeguard, marathon runner, but has a passion for pizza and ice cream too. As for his name...thats hard. I guess if he had all those qualities, it wouldn't matter if his name was Eugine Potter II... OH AND he would have to have a passion for traveling, seeing the world, and trying new things.

Story of My Life

Freshly graduated from highschool, my charactor, Cooper, played by Ellen Page decides that she's going to drive a cross country trip to California to visit her older sister Bella. Her mother (Susan Sarandon) does everything in her power to stop her, even threatening her college career. After conveying her plans to her two best friends Ella and Sophia, (Amanda Bynes, & Oleysa Rulin) they quickly join her knowing that this would be one of their last great adventures before they split up in the fall. Through out the movie though they come up with tons of problems giving them reasons to go back home, but they decide to shut all communication off to home, and finish the trip with style.

I decided to have Ellen Page portray myself because I feel that she could really bring out a lot of my dry humor that some people don't get. For my mom I needed somebody who could seem very angry and uptight, but could show they cared too. For my two best friends, I needed one actress who could be crazy all the time, and one who is almost motherly-like.

Stitch in Time

Honestly off the top of my head I can't think of anything too crazy that I've regretted. Probably lying in general would be my biggest. There have been a lot of times when I lied about something stupid to my parents, when I wouldn't have gotten in trouple anyways. But then I normally got caught, and got into more trouble. Actually once I start to think about it, lying has gotten me in the most trouble out of anything in my life. I normally regret it, but sometimes I make my way out of stupid situations. I've gotten better at it though, sometimes stupid stuff just kinda pops out like word vomit, but I've definitly gotten better at controling it.

Week 3- VACATION :)

I constantly have dreams that I'm someplace different, and totally exotic. The other day I had a dream that I was back in Australia in the out back, it's so pretty! There's a huge water call called Twin Falls, and you have to swim up to it. I'm pretty sure I dream about it because I can't wait to go back. It's one of those places that you can't even explain, it's so beautiful! I also have dreams I'm like, kick butt super hero. I laughed once when I woke up, because I'm super defensive of my little sister, and I had a dream that I kicked this guys butt when he tried to break into my house and hurt her. I dunno if that counts as not wanting to wake up, but I definitly enjoyed it!

Week 8- spring fressh (:

I was actually thinking about this the other day... It felt like spring, it didn't look like spring, but you could almost feel it. But the SMELL... it freaking smelled like fall cause somebody was burning leaves. Honestly... it made me really mad. When I think of spring smells, I generally think of smelling warmness, and freshness. For some reason I always think of food at Easter too, like all the smells of hard boiled eggs for coloring eggs, or Easter ham... Which leads to cookouts. I really really... love me some cookouts. Especially around Memorial Day, it's my favorite cause all you have to do relax, enjoy the fact that school is over, and eat. Not to mention the fact that the spring smells are closely followed by summer smells... which are the BEST smells.

Week Seven...Popping

I really can't think of any current bad habbits... I guess if anything it would be popping my back, neck, knuckles....I also like to pop like my gum against my teeth, or take little bubble wraps and pop it. It's probably the popping noise in general that entertains me. As bad as it sounds it kinda entertains me to hear people freak out when when I crack my back. I try not to think about what it's going to be like when I'm older, I'll have like crippling arthritus or something... my mom yells at me constantly for it too. But the tension bothers me like you wouldn't believe.

Week Six...Why I hate Polka...

NEVER... never... would I have thought I now run the demented Alpine Village in Minier Illinois 25 years ago. My former German boss, the co-owner finally died the other day... I swear he lived to be a ripe old age of 105, just to spite me. Yesterday was the worst day of my life. His lawyer gave me the deed to the building, and in his will he explained that I was the only one who had stuck with it from the beginning. They called me their lucky charm, the only reason why the restaurant didn't fail. I didn't want to be held responsable for so many job losses in the town on Minier, so I stayed. I never knew what the effects would be. I now go home every night and cry. The stress is making my hair turn grey, my voice is raspy from shouting orders. But the worst... the absoloute WORST is the constant German polka music that no matter what I do I can't get it out of my head. I hear it in my sleep, in the shower, during Christmas time... I can't handle it anymore.

I'm running away. Angry German cook can just haunt me till I die...

Week Five...Don't call me squirt!

Everybody loves Full House, and I don't care what you say. Well one year when I was about 5 or 6 I got a Full House Michelle doll for Christmas. It seemed pretty sweet at the time, she had a pull string on the back and said quirky little sayings like " My name is MICHELLE" or "Don't call me SQUIRT" with a big attidude, now I look back at it and think it's kinda creepy but whatever cause I carried the doll around everywhere. Well a while after Christmas we took a train up to Chicago, and I guess somewhere along the line I lost it at the train station, or on the train. Either I through the biggest fit in the entire world, or my parents really loved me, but they put a LOST ad up in the newspaper... Some lady called shortly after saying she had it... but the funny thing is I don't remember a bit of losing it. This is all from my parents. So either I didn't care that much, or it was all too traumatic for a 5 year old to remember.

Week Four...My baby dear...

To My Future Child;

I've always been afraid to have you. I promise it's not you, it's me. Well actually it's my fear of turning out like my mother, I don't want you to have to feel put down all the time, or like you have to fight for affection. I promise no matter what I'll love you though.

Even though with my mega-fortunes, and my fame I've recieved from my corporation that has recently taken off, I'll always have time for you. The one thing I want you to know about this world, is that no matter who you decide to be just remember that there is always someone worse off, or in need. I just want you to be grateful for what you have, even if I lose my mega-millions and we live in a card board box we'll still have each other.

Another promise I have to you, is that I'll always support whatever you want to do. If you wanna go baby skydiving, sure... but just remember I'll be right there next to you in case something happens.

Thats all for now. I bet you're going to be super cute and all... considering you father is Yadi' Molina :)



I LOVE YOU!

Your mum...Mrs. Molina

winter jam 08'

So last night myself and two best friends and little sister went to the Winter Jam concert at the Red Bird Arena... I had higher expectations then I should have though. Through out the concert, there were so many intermissions and interuptions that it was had to focus when the time came for the actual performances. Another let down was the fact that the JAM was my little sister's very first concert, she almost fell asleep. When we finally got back in the car I asked her if she ever wanted to go to a concert again with me, all I got was a very brisk NO. I feel bad though, because she has always been jealous when I go to concerts without her, so I've always told her that someday I would take her to a good one. OOPS. Maybe some day I'll convince her to go again to a better one with me...

Week Two...Death Eating Computer's

When're you're six years old, addicted to movies, add an already mega huge imaginaion, and some pretty big and sometimes scary ideas come out of nowhere. Fortunitly I loved being scared, and I was always trying to think two steps ahead of everything. For example, laying in my bed at night I hear a creepy noise, well no problem cause I already plotted out my escape plan in case of a robber! Anyways, one night after watching a series of Mr.Gadget, The Terminator, and Ghost Busters (this was my how my babysitter amused me), I went down stairs to play on the computer on my favorite Micky Mouse game. Well, after I turned the machine off like my parents instructed me, a thought accured. Suddenly fear struck my body, and I took off sprinting up the stairs, tripped and started to sceam. "IT was coming" I thought. Somehow I pictured that the computer became demonted, was mad at me for turning it off, and was chasing after me. Did I mention that our computer sat in a creepy basement, in a dark erie corner, away from everyone else in the family? I mean, I was already a kid who felt bad if my Beenie Baby sat by themselve. From that night on, I refused to go anywhere near the computer unless forced. Even then, I would make sure that when I pressed the OFF button I was in a take off positon to sprint upstairs, and out of danger.

Needless say, I grew out of that fear. I still think about it after I log off for the night and walk upstairs. I still feel that grip on my heart for a split second, before I relax call myself silly, and let go.

Week One....A Poem To Me Is...

Poems have always stressed me out a little, especially when it comes to writing them. I'm always afraid that people won't understand what I'm trying to say, or think it's stupid. They always have been a part of me though. When I was little my favorite thing to do before I went to bed, was have my dad read from all of Shel Silversteins books. Eventually I got to the point where I could recite my two favorite poems while he read them to be. My absolute FAVORITE though, was the one where a man was in the jungle and no matter what happened to him he wouldn't die... like fall into a volcanoe, sand pit, all this crazy stuff. But in the end he was finally eaten up by a snake... for some reason it was hilarious to me. I suppose you could say that the only poems that I'm really interested in are poems that tell a story. But like I said, writing them is definitly not my strong suit. I like how in The Notebook they say that you don't have to actually write poetry, to be a poet...