Recently, I went to the lower campus to talk about the colleges we applied to and committed to. It was very interesting, but it was weird to be the only person in that group to mention a lower-tier school. Some people were talking about committing to UCLA, NYU, UCSB, and Pomona College, while I was just there, like ” so after spending four years at a college prep school, I will be attending somewhere that is super easy to get into.” But yet again, I did it because I didn’t have the funds to do all four years, unless I wanted to sell my organs and bone marrow to the black market.
But at the end of the day, I feel I made a good choice for myself and my wallet. Instead of paying literally 100k over four years, I only have to do it for two. And I’m hoping that if I really lock in, my chances of getting into a good UC will be higher.
Anytime I think about it, my thoughts are either “I would survive” or “there’s absolutely no way I’m putting myself through all that.” If I really think about it, I believe my chances are not completely down the gutter.
I consider myself a mildly athletic person. I’ve played soccer and run track. These are sports that involve a lot of running and jogging, which you would assume would give me high endurance; you would be wrong. Although I play soccer, I would say I have bad endurance, and long runs make me wanna die. Probably another reason wouldn’t wanna survive the apocalypse.
Actually, now that I really think about it, the chances of me wanting to survive the apocalypse are completely down the gutter. Like, what’s the point? All you’re doing is surviving and trying to avoid the unavoidable. At the end of the day, either zombies, starvation, isolation, or betrayal is taking you out.
Prom is actually ragebaiting me. Why are all the braiders in my vicinity not available? Every braiding salon is booked from now to June. I’m looking for someone close and not too expensive.
I really wanted to get my hair braided for prom too, but it wasn’t until recently that I realised I don’t have money. My funds are nonexistent; like, every time I open my wallet, flies come out.
In this situation, I really wish I were a nepobaby.
I would kill to be able to call up a stylist and drop 500$, just like that. My hair would look fresh 24/7, seven days a week. It would also be so fun to switch up styles every few days.
You would think that after spending months learning how to do multiple hairstyles, I would do my own hair and everything would be so much easier, but I would rather not.
So if there is a braiding Gof out there, please have someone cancel their appointment or get in a mild accident that prevents them from going.
I swear, when I don’t have a blog to write, I have some good ideas, but when it’s time actually to write one, my brain blanks. I would always do another movie review, but I don’t really have one in mind right now. Ten Things – I can’t think of ten things to like or hate at the moment.
I also have to make it 150 words. Although I find it difficult, once I really get into my blog, I sometimes exceed the word limit. Like right now, the more words I can think about, the higher my word count gets, so all I need to do is think of words to use, like supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Now that’s a fun word to say.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, I just searched up what it means. It does have a meaning; I thought it was a fun word to say that came out of a Disney movie. Anyway, I have reached and surpassed the word limit.
I wish I were a nepo baby. If I were a nepo baby, life would be a lot easier. As I’ve been going through the college application process, my hopes of going places have been diminishing. The places I once was interested in attending suddenly leave a bitter taste in my mouth and an even worse hole in my finances (aka my mom’s).
I wouldn’t have to constantly think about how much debt I’m willing to go into for a piece of paper. Instead, I would be somewhere enjoying life and not causing myself stress acne.
If I were a nepo baby, would be traveling the world and trying to start a business that might fail. Maybe get cancelled for something trivial. I would definitely be one of the more tame nepo babies.
I’m not saying all nepo babies are spoilt, no-purpose, no-talent individuals, just some. Trace Ellis Ross, now that’s a nepo baby I would be inspired by. To be honest, I didn’t even know she was the daughter of Diana Ross, like what? Even though her mother is Diana Ross, she’s not constantly letting everybody know about it or using it to her advantage. I look up to her; she’s also just really funny.
It’s finally over. I’ve applied to all the colleges and universities I wanted to. Now all I have to do is wait for the rest of my responses. The application process was not as bad as I thought it was, stressful yes, but when you get everything done, it feels accelerating and rewarding.
Finishing the work required feels more rewarding than the actual reply from said universities. In my personal experience, getting the email saying “you’ve been accepted” hasn’t really done much for me emotionally. A couple of days ago, I received an email with my acceptance letter from a school in New York. I did not even realize I had received it until 24 hours later, and even then, I did not feel any acceleration. The only time I felt happy was when I saw the scholarship I received.
In the upcoming emails, I hope I actually feel some over-the-top emotion and not just twenty seconds of mild happiness.
This has to be one of my favorite Barbie movies since I was little. The soundtrack is beautiful; even to this day, it gets stuck in my head.
So, the movie begins with Barbie on set, acting. The movie is some Princess and the Pea knock-off that involves zombie peas. She hates it, so mid-action she yells “cut,” which gets her fired from the movie and leads her to question her acting career. Later, she gets a call from Ken, and he wants to break up with her. This leads her to question her career and her relationship, and she wants to go to Paris to visit her aunt, Millicent, a renowned fashion designer. Her friends Teresa and Nikki tell her she needs to get away from acting and Ken to think, so she does. She books a flight to Paris and blocks Ken and sets off. When she does get to her Aunt Millicent’s design studio, she finds out it’s closing, and her aunt is quitting fashion and taking on multiple new hobbies. At first, she like ” why would you do that, you love fashion and designing and your amazing at it,” which her aunt replies with soemthing like, “I do, but my design are old and there are constantly new designers with fresher ideas” “If your audence doesnt like what your doing, does it make sense to keep on doing it?” ( She’s lowkey real for that). This leads Barbie to drop the conversation because she sounds like a hypocrite.
Later, she meets Elise, an aspiring fashion designer, and they start hanging out. As their friendship progresses, Elise shows her a wardrobe full of magical fairy creatures called flairies (flaire fairies). These flares basically just make a designer’s designs better by adding a little bit of Glimmer, Shimmer, and Shyne (these are also the three flares’ names).
While this is all happening in Paris with Barbie, Ken just found out that he broke up with Barbie, and he’s panicked. Turns out, when he was reading a script about a breakup for Raquelle, she recorded him and sent it to Barbie. In his panic, he tries to call Barbie and explain, but he’s been blocked, so he calls Niiki and Teresa. They tell him instead of just trying to call her, he should do a grand gesture to show her he loves her and didn’t mean to break up with her. So he books a plane ticket to Paris without a second thought and a suitcase. He goes through all these bumps in the road, like getting stranded at the Paris airport and having to get a ride from a pig farmer.
Barbie and Elise are planning to do a last fashion show to say goodbye to Aunt Millicent as she leaves the fashion world. She and Elise create designs and go shopping for materials. While they are planning, Aunt Millicent’s competitor, Jacqueline, and Delphine plan to steal their designs and also do a fashion show with them. While spying on them, they discover the flaries.
One night, after creating the designs, they say goodbye to the flaires and leave the boutique. Later, the flairies get kidnapped by Jaqueline and Delphine and are forced to shimmer, glitter, and shine their designs even though the flaires tell them they can’t. They even tell Jaqueline that the flairies need to like the design for the magic to work, and if they don’t, something bad will happen.
When the day of the fashion show arrives, Barbie and Elise realise the flaires are gone, and they need to cancel the show. Barbie refuses and tells them they have to do the fashion show and believe in themselves or something like that (Genuinely don’t remember what was said during this part of the movie, since I was too focused on the fashion show). So they proceed with the fashion show.
While the fashion show is happening, Barbie’s dog Sequin, her aunt’s dog Jacques, and a cat, Jilliana, rescue the flaires from Jaqueline’s store. As the fashion show is happening, Ken appears and proclaims his love to Barbie ( Mid-show, while his pants are torn and his panties are out, btw). As that is happening, the flaires come and shimmer, glimmer, and shine all the clothing and change Ken’s bummy outfit into a full set suit.
Jaqueline’s fashion show became a disaster, and all the clothing on the models melted and began to stink, so everyone had to evacuate the show.
At the end of the movie, they get invited to a famous designer’s mansion for a party.
Since it’s about to be Christmas, I will be reviewing Mickey’s Christmas Carol. Personally, I think it’s a 10/10 movie. The plot: 10/10, characters: 10/10, and theme: 10/10. It was my favorite movie to watch as a kid during Christmas time. So, the cast invloves Scrooge mcDuck as Ebenezer Scrooge, Mickey Mouse as Bob, Cratchit, Goofy as the spirit of Jacob Marley, Jiminy Cricket as Ghost of Christmas Past, Williw the Giant as the Ghost of Christmas Present, and Pete plays the Ghost of Christmas Future. In March, I randomly would have it on. In June, with the weather at 100 degrees, you bet I was watching it. To me, it was just that good. I especially liked the version where it was the House of Mouse, with a marathon of other short stories that ended with the Christmas Carol. If you have young children, I highly recommend this movie for parents wanting a nice holiday movie to show their kids or anyone who just loves a good Christmas movie.
I feel like I don’t hate a lot of things, but I do have random things I just don’t like right now.
College Applications (they make my pockets hurt)
College Writing (It makes me feel like over sharing to a randome person )
Homework (I just don’t like homework, and the senioritis is getting harder to resist)
Math (I miss when there wasnt letters in math problems)
Not having money to spend (I’m just broke)
Taking out my hair after having braids (It’s disappointing to think my hair grew a bunch, only to find out it grew like a centimeter)
Having to take care of my hair (Spending 4+ hours gets aannoyinng really quick)
Not having superpowers (I wish I could fly, so I wouldn’t need to spend money on a ticket)
Having only twenty-four hours in a day ( I wish nighttime were longer)
Having to completely grow up ( Taxes, bills, and other things, also just how much money goes into being able to live, and just finding a job in the current market)
I hate being sick. When I’m sick, everything sucks. From the never-ending headache all the way to the sore throat. It’s that one minute when you might feel fine, and the next you feel like your body is made of lead and weighs 3,000 pounds. The thing I hate most of all is the sore throat. It makes me feel like you have just swallowed a million glass shards, and each one is getting stuck in my esophagus.
The pain feels never-ending, even when I find a way to relieve it, it quickly returns. My solution to this is usually to drink the hottest thing I can get my hands on, from just regular hot water to tea with honey. It isn’t just the symptoms that make getting sick horrible; it is also the days you miss.
When you’re sick, you miss out on a lot of things, too, from homework to current events. When you do get better, you realise you still have to make up for the work you missed and hear everything that happened second-hand.
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