Last Post of the Quarter

Yet again I'm not sure what to write about so I suppose I'll write about my pets.

Jewel
Jewel is my dog. My family and I think she's a corgi mix. She's pretty cute. She is kind of short but she's not tiny. She has a very long body but she's somewhat unproportional because her legs are very short. She has sort of a german shepherd-like coloring. She's brown and black. She is not exactly a cuddly dog and sometimes she's afraid of human contact but if you treat her gently and go slow sometimes she'll put up with a bit of cuddling. Here's what she looks like:
 
Murray
Murray is my leopard gecko. I got him on February 3 2017 so we've only had almost two months together but we've come very far. I adopted him from the Minnesota Herpetological Society. When I brought him home he was quite thin and terrified of me. He bit me once and would wag his tail back and forth slowly (something leopard geckos do when they see predators) all the time. But I was patient as I could be and now he's almost all the way socialized, not to mention a bit chubby. Here's what he looked like before and after I got him to a healthy weight:


Nemo
Nemo is my Betta fish. He is really pretty. He has a turquoise body and red fins. I got him in July of 2016 and he has been thriving in his spacious 5 gallon tank ever since. His tank has black, neon pink, orange, yellow, green, and blue rocks at the bottom. He has a cute little temple/house thingy to swim through, a (fake) coral reef to hide in, and a pretty plant to... to... I'm not sure, to do something with. He looks like:

Mino
Mino is my pet rock. My friend Ellie is a bit silly and she started a rock adoption facility called McRonald's Rock Adoption Facility. And I said I would adopt one so I did he lives with my pot of cacti he's a rock...??? I don't know what else I'm supposed to say about him... Here's what he looks like:



     

The Struggle of Messy Braids

Messy braids are amazing... If done properly. There are many things that must go right for the braid to look good and if those things do go right then my god it will. These things are:
Number 1: Your hair cannot be too short. If your braid is going to be on the side because then more hair than you want to will fall out of the braid.
Number 2:  Just enough hair must be out of place (out of the braid). If too much hair is out of the braid you'll look like you just came out of a tornado or a storm or something. If no hair is out of the braid though your braid will look too perfect (which is fine if you like perfect braids, but I like my braids messy so that doesn't work for me).
Number 3: The placement of the hair-binder is very important. The placement must be perfect. If it is up too high your braid look like a fancy side ponytail (which is fine if thats what you're going for). But if the hair binder is too low, again, your the braid will look too perfect and it will look less like a messy braid.

A few days ago I risked life and limb my sanity to attempt a messy braid. I succeeded. The braid looked perfect. Being the idiot I apparently am I forgot how delicate messy braids are and I put my hood up because it was freezing outside and whoops! I ruined my hair. 

Life at the Moment (because I have no post ideas right now)

This week was quite uneventful. But this weekend has been fun.
FRIDAY 
On Friday night I went to Nu Look (it's a really nice second hand store) with my mom. I bought 2 super comfy sweaters, an adorable jean jacket that I am completely obsessed with, even though I don't think I've ever owned a jean jacket before so I didn't think I'd like it but my god I do! Anywho I also bought 2 scarves. One is grey and fades into black and has fringies on it. I also bought a scarf that's bright green and fades into a darker green. 
SATURDAY
On Saturday I went to riding lessons. I got to ride Tucker and I like him a lot and I'm getting used to him now. He's a lot different than Levi so it'll take some time to get used to him. After that my mom and I went shopping. We needed tank tops, royal blue converse, and also 3 fedoras for my band. We found the fedoras and tank tops quite easily at Target. We thought Journeys would be the best place to find converse in all different colors. My mom insisted that every mall has a Journeys so we went to the mall that was the shortest drive away. You know what mall doesn't have a Journeys? the one we went too. I'm still laughing about it. Anyway so we went to another mall. Well apparently it is very hard to find a pair of royal blue high tops. Low tops come in royal blue but not high tops. But we met a super nice guy at Footlocker who helped us order some.
SUNDAY
Well Sunday is going on right now so updates on that later.

A Message...Poem? (I don't know) to Winter

Winter...
What can I say?
Oh I know!
I hate you.
You keep me inside, you freeze my toes.
"Hair is perfect today?" you ask, "I can fix that I'll make it windy I'll blow around your hair 'till your do is a don't," Or if you're feeling lazy: "I'll just make it cold so you have to put your hood up and ruin your hair yourself," well let me tell you winter!!! Um...
Uh...
Ugh, fine!...
Good strategy!!!
(I hate you more for the fact that your strategy is a good one!) 
Only this year you have successfully ruined my hair 37 times!!! 
(Yes I have been counting.)
You fill my life with pain:
You make my hands dry, my feet everything cold.
You make my nails brittle and easy to break,
(which both of my really long thumbnails did, GRR!)
You give me more hangnails than I can count.
You make me wear a coat which:
1 covers up my outfit which Is very annoying if I'm proud of it.
2 like I said ruins my hair.
Oh my.
Winter...
What can I say?
Oh I know!
I hate you. 

Lavender Polka Dots

Apparently it's very hard to find lavender polka dots. Google thinks I'm looking for anything with white polkadots and a background of any kind of purple. And when I manage to find something with a white background the polka dots are not lavender they are purple or blue or pink or something. This is not a big deal, frankly I think it's funny, but people say google knows everything I've always disagreed and now I have proof: Google does not in fact know everything because Google does not know how to find purple polka dots. This is a pretty short and random entry but I have very few other ideas a the moment so... Sorry!     

🦄⸝Unicorns and Dragons🐉 (Part 1)

We live in a world where the unicorns are good and the dragons are evil. The unicorns are a sign of happiness to us, a sign of hope. They are the good. They save us. They come to our aid to rescue us from... well the dragons I suppose. The dragons, to us, they are evil. They're something to fear. They are the peril, the danger. But what if this world was different? What if it changed? What if the world as we know it was flipped upside down? What if unicorns were a great evil and dragons were heroes. Well all of that is what’s happening now. This is the new world so be excited or afraid, it's your choice to make. This is your world, you decide if it’s safe... or a great danger

-To Be Continued-

(Possibly)

If I can think of more material for this story

Writing a Poem about Writing

4,500 words they tell me. 
4,500 words or more.
True writing should have no word minimums or maximums.
True writing is writing and so much more.
They want us to write so they tie us all to chairs.
They tie us all to chairs, in front of desks.
They tie us all to chairs, in front of desks, shove pencils in our hands, and slap notebooks on the desks.
They tie us to chairs, in front of desks, shove pencils in our hands, and slap notebooks on the desks, and yell "WRITE!!! 150 words per side! 15 pages!!!"
No...
This is not the way.
Lead us willingly.
Lead us willingly to blank rooms.
Lead us willingly to blank rooms tell us to do what we wish.
I would fill the walls with words, with color, with all that I can, 
no limits,
no musts,
no can'ts, just me and my hands.
Maybe I'll go below their standards, maybe I'll soar above. But you know what?
It's writing.
No matter what,
It's writing.
It's yours, for you and who ever you chose to share it with.
This
is
writing.