lattice, lace and your beautiful face.

so. SO. I made a twitter page for a fruit called a bilimbi. Why? No idea. @realbilimbi, if you must know. I even downloaded a picture of the fruit. FYI, they're green. Just in case you were wondering...
I was looking at Quinceanera stuff today for some reason. Why? No clue. 
Rosa's embarrassing story for the day:
Last winter during ski season we flew to a interior village for races, and as I was exiting the plane, my feet flew out from under me and I fell on my butt. There was a whole group of people from a village there that saw me. Smoooooooooooooth. Who needs first steps in new places when you can have first falls?! Ohdear.
So I have my drivers test Thursday! I am pretty nervous. I mean, I know I can do it and stuff, but I am afraid to hope too much for it just in case I don't pass. You know? Keep my disappointment to a minimum.
So tomorrow I'm going to put a band-aid on my butt and be a "pain in the butt."
BAM. 25 girly push ups and two sets of planks just cause? In addition to an hour and a half of running and climbing and squats and sit ups. BEAST, finally. I lost my drive for a while...
 Yup. That is indeed a unicorn tattoo. It GLOWS IN THE DARK.

yup.
Peace, love and some bilimbis...

ICE what you did there;)

So.. the 31 day music challenge. In one day.
Day 1 - A song that’s stuck in your head right now
Shake Senora- Pitbull
Day 2 - A song that always makes you happy
All Want Is You- Barry Louis Ploisar
Day 3 - A song that makes you want to cry
Cancer- My Chemical Romance
Day 4 - A song you listen to when you’re pissed
Gravity Rides Everything- Modest Mouse
Day 5 - A song that would not be appropriate at church
Church- T-Pain
Day 6 - Your favorite Disney song
Be Our Guest- The Beauty and the Beast
Day 7- A song you wish was never made and want to DESTROY!!
Boyfriend- JB
Day 8 - A song that isn’t well known, but should be known by the world
None Shall Pass- Aesop Rock
Day 9 - A song your parents play that always gets on your nerves
Nothing, my parents work at a radio station. They're coo.
Day 10 - A song with an amazing music video
Cancer again. -My Chemical Romance
Day 11 - The song that relates the most to your life right now
You Could Be Happy- Snow Patrol
Day 12 - A song you would like to learn how to play on instruments
Fire- Augustana
Day 13 - Your favorite TV theme song
Secret- Peirces
Day 14 - The song with the worst lyrics
Friday- Rebcca Black
Day 15 - The song with the best lyrics
The Times They Are A-Changin'- Bob Dylan
Day 16 - A song you would like to dedicate to someone you HATE ;)
Your Name Here- Atmosphere
Day 17 - A song that never gets old
Ballad of a Politition
Day 18 - A song that makes you laugh
I Kissed a Girl- Katy Perry
Day 19 - The most beautiful song
Canon in D
Day 20 - A song with TERRIBLE singing
Any of Niki Minaj's.
Day 21 - The best love song
Our Song- Taylor Swift
Day 22 - DOUBLE DAY! Pick TWO songs that showcase your variety in music. Pick one song that shows the lightest music you like, and the heaviest.
Darkest: Who I'll Never Be- Atmosphere; lightest: Pumped Up Kicks- Foster The People
Day 23 - A song that you would want a guy or girl to play/sing for you
Fix You- Coldplay
Day 24 - A song in another language
Stariy Pidjak- Regina Spektor
Day 25 - A song that brings back memories
E.T.- Katy Perry
Day 26 - The cheesiest song EVER.
Call Me Maybe- Carly Rae Jepson
Day 27 - A song by the artist you think is the most talented
The Party- Regina Spektor
Day 28 - Your guilty pleasure song
Whistle- Flo Rida
Day 29 - A song that makes you horny O.o
........
awkward, Sexyback? Justin Timberlake?
Day 30 - A song by an artist you think is HOT!!
Flight of the Conchords...JUST KIDDING.
Day 31 - Last day! FREE CHOICE. Pick a favorite song! :D
Canon in D.

"FUCK HIM I'M BEAUTIFUL."

I am gazing into your soul...Like a boss.

So today I was walking down the hallway at school with my arm around one of my running bro's shoulders, and being the smooth motherfucker I am smashed my hip into the metal partition thingy in between the double doors, and now I have the most messed up hip. And let me just say, I don't have much between the metal and my bone, so IT HURT. A LOT.

There's my Rosa-is-so-damn-smooth moment for the day. Yup.
But the worst part is that IT ISN'T THE FIRST TIME I'VE WALKED INTO ONE OF THOSE!
One day I was walking and talking (a no-no for Rosa) and I literally walked smack [no pun intended. LOL]  in the middle of one. I fucking bruised my nose. WHO DOES THAT?!
I should be a mother trucking ballerina.
Anyways, I finally got to wear my smoooooshed penny I got at a museum in Oregon. (pictured in the b&w photo) Cool beans.
Why doesn't anyone say that anymore? Cool beans cool beans cool beans cool bean cool beans. Cool beans. 
And then this other picture is from Saturday, when I went to the Junior class carnival. I matched our booth. :)

Oh, yes. The junior class Halloween carnival.

The setup took forever. The carnival took forever. The cleanup took forever. The. End.

So lately it feels like everyone seems to have made presumptions about me. Like seriously, I am not just another one of my siblings. I cannot tell you how many times I have heard "I didn't think you were this cool" or "I didn't know you swore?!" and "dang Rosa, you are actually quite funny." LIKE HELL I'M FUNNY. WHY THE FUCK DID YOU THINK I WASN'T!? Raaage. Although it is quite fun to surprise people, but it bothers me that they had judged me so quick.

Anyways.
Cool beans. 

Just some things and junk and stuff.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you don't know me,
but I know you.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you are a like a cow,
except you don't go 'moo'

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I am beautiful ,
oh- and so are you.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you are not a monkey,
and you smell better than poo.

Yep. I feel pretty smart because these came from inside my BRAIN. Ya. Shocker much?

And why yes that is me, dressed up for western day.

Also, I am now the proud owner of glow in the dark and sparkly unicorn tattoos. Yisss.
Also, I now own this cool t-shirt. Awwwwwwww yeahh.

Man, so much catching up to do!
Anyways, peace out.

lies, all lies

 
Just wanted to share these pictures I found on the interwebz.

Ladies, don't tell me you know exactly what I mean. Those Tampax commercials are forking lies.

"I just want to hug some puppies and shit"

LIES, ALL LIES. I refer to this as hell week, because bleeding out of your crevices should not be healthy. 

That explains why this week has been so crappy!

Ohhdeaar.

Anyways, I have actually been looking forward to school this week. It is spirit week, and there are some fun things to dress up for. Monday is nerd day, so I've got suspenders and pocket protectors and my glasses, which I need to find. Not sure what the rest are except Friday is 'Formal Friday' So I can get away with wearing a skirt!



Peace out hombre.

spooky!

So it all started one summers day when I was asked to paint faces for kids at a farmers market... I had never ever painted faces before, but quickly learned how and have painted faces at several different events. Lots and lots of practice. I also painted several billion paws (for our team mascot) on peoples faces and letters on various body parts. So, as you can tell, I have become kind of good at it. I'm planning on painting my face like this

<<<

for Halloween, because I am too lazy to dress up, but I need to do SOMETHING, because I have to help out with a family fun night and a carnival.

In other Rosa news, I saw Pitch Perfect last night. HOLY COW THAT IS MY FAVORITE MOVIE NOW. It was so good, I wish it didn't end. 

Okaywelltheend.

Caio!

dog food smell...

^ I actually took a quality picture of this with my poor,  neglected camera. I love these earrings! I got them as a gift from my sister around four years ago, right after I got my ears pierced.

Anyways, THANK THE LORDYLOORD FOR WEEKENDS! Ugh, SO glad this week is done. For cereal. This week has been pretty forking awful. I FINALLY got out of my funk and dressed in a nice outfit (seen above) and did my eyebrows and makeup and didn't look blah. Yayyy!

So I lifted forty 45 lbs bags of dog food today from a container van (off of the last barge)  to a van van and then to someones shed today... Lets just say I drowned myself in perfume. UGH, dog food smell.-_-.

We have snow! Real snow, that's gonna stay. It makes the town prettier. :]

Wooo weekend.
Make up great.
Hakuna Matata!

Rosa ❤

NO MORE YOLO

Caution: contains foul language.



I spent way too much time on this...

-R

no mothertrucking clue.

"HOLY CRAP WE'RE DIFFERENT NOW! - My lovely 'sister' I've known forever. Also known as FunSize.

On a different note, I took the PSAT's today.

On a note just above the other, I got my school picture proof back today! And it LOOKS NICE!

On a note an octave lower than that, I have a writing/blogging Identity Problem.
-I cannot seem how my blog is going to be, like:
Diary form, lists, rants, daily life, fashion, pictures, feelings and shit, my deepest darkest secrets, etc.

On a C note, (I know, its getting old) I don't know why, but even though I was testing for three hours and didn't sleep well and had to do math and it wasn't the greatest day, I am happy. Why? No mothertrucking clue.

On a long, high pitched ending note, am I the only one that puts my iTunes on shuffle and halfway through the song realize "What. The Fuck. Am I. Listening. To?!"
That just happened. Several times. Seriously. Polka just came on...?

So, time to attempt to get civics and an essay done.
Peace.

raaaaaaaaaaaaaage.

Today was kind of shitty.
Not the 'could anything get worse than this?' Kind of crappy day, but the 'I don't feel like doing anything today and I have to do a lot but I cannot do the one thing I want to do today.' Yeah.

I think I'm also tired. From staying up to, ya know, one in the morning...

My mom was all stressin' about stuff yesterday and today, so she totally blew me off when I tried to tell her about me reading Poe and when I tried to read her my short response essay, which I'm pretty damn proud of. I know it shouldn't bother me, but it was even worse because she ignored me BOTH TIMES because my brother started talking to her, and we all know he take mothertrucking priority ALL THE TIME. And my mom doesn't even notice anymore.
What happened to being the spoiled baby of the family?

So the ONE THING I was wanting to do today was practice for my divers test which I can take in two weeks, so I texted my dad right after school and asked him, an apparently he tried to call me so he could 'make plans' for his evening, so since I didn't pick up he just ASSUMED I didn't want to, even though I didn't answer my cell because I was doing math and I left my phone in my bag so I wouldn't get distracted. So I asked my sister, and she said she would take me after I got my math and history done, so I cranked it out, motivated by the fact that I could FINALLY go driving and get some much needed practice, and we go out to the car and the fucking battery doesn't fucking work anymore.
Just my luck. So I rushed to get my homework done for now freaking reason, and I just feel crappy now.
I just wanted to do ONE thing... Annnnd on top of that my mom refuses to let me schedule a road test yet because she "doesn't have time to think about it right now." So what the fuck, am I just not going to get my license? ME GETTING IT WILL SAVE YOUR PRECIOUS TIME! Seriously.
Adiii.
So yeah, raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaage. Sorry about the rant, but it's all freaking true.

And whoohooo, I also get to take the PSAT's tomorrow. At 8:30 in the morning. Yaaaaaay...
-_-

I hope your day was 10x better than mine.

Rosa

'nevermore.'

So I have to write a short response to an essay question that asks to describe a book and tell what you like about it.
Is it creepy that I've been reading Poe?
O.o A little bit, yes.Be forgiving of the writing, it hasn't really been edited and was written at midnight...
"I recently finished a collection of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe.
I especially enjoyed The Black Cat and The Raven.
The Black Cat is a chilling tale about a bizarre,  drunken madman.  He becomes delirious with loathing for a black cat, and decides to murder it by hanging it from a tree. He ends up also murdering his wife and burying her within the walls of his house. I usually do not enjoy such violent stories, but Poe’s illustration of the events is enticing and tells the story with such suspense it is hard not to read.The Raven is still a chilling tale about a man slowly falling into the pits of insanity.  Agonizing the loss of a loved one, he asks the raven questions about her, wondering if he shall ever get to see her again. The raven’s  reply, “nevermore,” enrages the man and pushes him further into madness.  At the end of tale, the raven sits above his door forevermore.I appreciate Poe’s style of writing in this story. He is eloquence and grace of rhyming is very congenial to read aloud or in one’s head. Though not as gruesome as The Black Cat, he illustrates suspense and anxiety as throughout the story. "

ZOMG SPAWNS

Holy crapo my brother gets married in a month and  half. 
Say whaat?
Seems like just yesteryear that they set the date. November seemed so far away... But now, it's almost here!
Holycrap.
This is the first official fam-bam wedding that I've been to, let alone BEEN IN. Did I mention I am a bridesmaid? Have I mentioned my proneness to find ways to trip and fall? I have toppled over while standing still. Who does that?!
Apparently me. So clumsy + awkward + forgetting stuff + HAVE I MENTIONED I'M CLUMSY? + heels + an uber long dress = disaster waiting to happen. Oh good gosh.
I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL MY BROTHER HAS LITTLE BABY SPAWNS.  I mother trucking love babies. No, not in a creepy way. Why would you think that? Creep. o.O
But seriously, I can't wait to blow all my money on tiny little spawn clothes and toys and shit.

Okay time for math. Have I mentioned I hate math before? Anyways.
Peace.

P.S.,

Dressing up: 'cause I can.

-before I kick the bucket..

...Here's my bucket list.
I tried to pick things that could actually happen.

• Go to college
• Go to prom
• Attend a murder mystery dinner
• Ride in a helicopter 
• Kiss a guy in the rain
• Travel to a big city in the East Coast (other than Boston)
• Go to a different country (other than Canada) 
• Make a tree house 
• Skydive (I know I know, extra extra cliche, but I have a HUGE fear of falling so I would be crazy cool to actually do this) 
• Be in one of those zero-gravity places
• Do crazy stuff in Wal-Mart
• Meet a famous runner
• Run a marathon
• Coach a sport
• Go to a beach that's actually warm
• Get a deep-tissue massage
• Write my will
• Go to Iceland
• Go to Chena Hot Springs, Alaska
• Have my hair and makeup done by a professional
• Hang out with a monkey
• Ride the subway
• See a Broadway musical live
• Go to a fancy clothing store... And buy one thing.
• Skinny dip
• Go to a ball 

ermagerd clothes.

So this past year, I've become, well, addicted to clothes and fashion.

I freaking love it. I love scarves and necklaces and cardigans and leggings. I wish I could wear leggings every day, but noooo, Alaska hates me and gets cold.
Blech.

I am also addicted to cool shirts. I found the coolest t-shirt shop (threadless.com) that you can order stuff online from, and I spend a fortune getting chirstmas presents and shirts for myself from there.
I also love opportunities to shop at malls or go to stores with (sometimes) cheap clothes/accessories like Forever 21, AE, Ross Dress for Less, Claire's, Wet Seal, etc.
I also freaking LOVE shopping online. The super long wait and anticipation of getting new clothes is toxic.

When I was in "the big city," I got to go to Hot Topic for the second time in my life, and found blue hair dye. The idea has gotten attached in my brain, and the desire is SO so great. How cool would it be to get blue highlights?
Ugh. 

I have just gotten addicted to a few fashion blaags. Urgh. I LOVE YOU CLOTHES.

This is by far my favorite outfit [right now] though.

So brace yourselves, outfit pictures will be coming. (:

HOLY CRAPO WHEN DID I BECOME A GIRLY-GIRL?
It's weird how this happened though for reals, because I have three brothers, and I am around guys.. like... all the time. And they refer to me as their "bro."
Say what?


Toodles.

I am teenage living in this teen age.

So I updated my about me... And this happened.

I am Rosa.
I am a runner, skiier, snowshoer.
I am a smeller and chewer 
A ponderer, a doubter 
A friend, a sister and a daughter.
I am a best friend, moral support,
A last resort a liver, a giver, a taker,
A maker, a breaker,
I am a babysitter, a librarian,
A barbarian, (not really) 
A teacher, a student
Looking for improvement 
I am a human.
I am a illusion. 
I am teenage living in the teen age. 

my new friend

Welcome to the family, little buddy.

Okay. "Hi, my name is Rosa and I am a shopaholic."
Yes. I admit it. I freakin' love clothes and jewelry and scarves and earrings. For reals.
So while I was in the big city for my race, I got to go to the mall. Lets just say I got lost in Forever 21 amid the outragous-ly weird half-shirts and ugly jeans. Don't get me wrong, Forever 21 has some great stuff, but seriously, who wears half the stuff they sell?!
I got to go to Hot Topic for the first time in a wayyy long time, and found that little gem. Ermagerd it so freakin' adorable.

Good gosh I'm such a teenager. Goodness.

I've promised myself that I will not become an annoying ditzy girl though, they drive me INSANE! Like "*giggle* OMG look at me I'm so cute and ooopsie! I'm so clumsy! Look at me with my fake see through glasses, I'm such a nerd! Oopsie my boobie is hanging out! But teehee I won't cover up, I'm like a cute sex kitten." Not seriously, but for reals.
Have you no shame ladies?
Gooooooooooooooooooooodness.
But holy crap! There are other teenagers who blaag. I don't feel as incredibly lame for having one, even though I already am incredibly lame. But that's okay! I don't mind. Kind of...

Peace out homefry

P.S. ugh my freakin' huge arse nose...

For cereal?

So...

So.
 Lately it seems like I cannot make up my mind. One minute I'm rocking a hair-do or outfit, and the next I will totally doubt myself and get uber self-conscious and stuff. What's up with that?
Adii.

So I raced yesterday! Not my  best race ever, but I got fourth behind three girls from a 4A school, and their team got first for 4A, so I'm not extremely upset. It just  bugs me because I feel like I could have done better.

This past weekend I went to watch  the wrestling matches, and got to scope out some cute guys.;) Oh good gosh I am theee worst, but who can blame a girl for noticing when guys are walking around shirtless?! Mmmmm.
Haha.                                                  -Ro

Some musings.

So last night I got to thinking and wrote down some of it. I felt pretty dang wise.
Here's some of the best things I thought of. :

• Love everyone, because you never know if they need to be loved or if you need to love.
• Do we live to be happy or are we happy because we live?
• Maybe adults don't grow up to learn the truth, but grow up to learn to lie.
• Sometimes it's okay to not understand. 

Let me expand a little bit on these.
"Love everyone, because you never know if they need to be loved or if you need to love." Sometimes you need a reminder that you are a wonderful person, and it does the heart & soul good to be kind and caring of other people.

"Do we live to be happy or are we happy because we live?" Is the purpose of life to be happy? I strongly believe those who are not afraid to live and experience things and want to TRY are the happiest people. So what if you fail? What if you succeed?

"Maybe adults don't grow up to learn the truth, but grow up to learn to lie."
Sometimes you need a child to see the truth. They have no filter. They're not afraid to speak the truth, because they don't know bad things could happen. What if I told you the human being created an atmosphere to where you cannot always be honest, and a child just hasn't learnt it yet? I think they have it the best. Even though we like to protect them from scary monsters and bad dreams, really THEY are the most courageous. 

"Sometimes it's okay to not understand."
You don't have to know everything. And if you did, wouldn't it be tiring? Wouldn't you miss being curious and adventurous?

Just some food for thought.
:)

Ta ta. 

Don't hate, reciprocate.

Ookay. For reals, don't make fun. I wrote this a while ago.
...and just remembered I did it.
So here it is.

Running is a passion
for some, it is fashion
but I like to lace up my shoes
before taking a snooze
and rack up some miles
and jump over piles
of mud and rocks
and color my socks
brown
without a frown
I pound away
thinking my legs will pay
I kick off my shoes & dig into the sand
my first foot will land
leaving the loveliest imprint
the trace of a hint
that a runner was there
without a care
splashing in the water
as my body gets hotter
while working hard
I let down my guard
and sing with glee
just happy to be
to breathe; to live
to take; to give
so I run free
as I pass along the sea
music blasting in my ears
thinking about my hopes; my fears
I push myself harder; faster
-but I’m nowhere near a master
of the sport that I love
I want to run for all of
the rest of my days
a millions steps & ways
to get me where I’m going
my pace never slowing
to get to my destination
adding up my equation
so I can finish my run
but really- things have only just begun

EAT ALL THE CANDY.

So I raced at state this week! Let me just say:
BEST. RACE. EVER.:)
I got past that pain wall I've been getting stuck behind all season. (I got pushed once and I got kicked with spikes in the calf and didn't notice. At all.) I pushed past all the other girls (except one) to get second place. By less. Than. A. Second. It was crazy! I turned into this crazy runner person who shoves past people and bleeds and doesn't notice. Like a boss. But I also got to see some friends! It was ahh-mazing. I got to see some old besties that just moved out of my hometown, a family that used to live here once upon a time, my friends from my trip to Canada, and some running buddies. Talk about a great trip! I felt so cool knowing so many people. :]

So I got complimented about my style today! Thank you random sweet girl.:)
I was talking to my friend and she was standing there too (mind you, my school is very small so there aren't very many people's names I don't know...) and she told me "Wow, you always have the cutest outfits!"
I'm glad I don't look crazy! I've been a little more courageous lately about my style.
I feel like I've been pretty blazé about guys lately... It's kind of whatever, I guess. Rosa Don't Need No Man;) Sike, I love being close to guys, but it's just sooo much work. For reals. And there's the ol' gossip mill of the school. So yeah.

Soooooo tomorrow I turn 16! Actually, I'm not too pumped. It's kind of whatever. I mean I don't hate it, but I'm not like "ZOMG IT'S MY BIRTHDAY EVERYONE BOW DOWN TO ME AND I'M GONNA PARTY ALL NIGHT CAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY WOOO SWEET 16!!!" ...Or something like that...

:)
But it'll be fun, I'm having a movie night with some gals tomorrow and my friend is going to spend the night at my house and we're gonna be all "EAT ALL THE CANDY" Now that the season's done, and then Saturday my other friend is taking me out to dinner with another group of friends I have.

Anyways, tooodle-looo!


P.S., tomorrow is compliment a stranger day. Do it.
I left sticky notes on the girls' bathroom mirrors saying stuff like "you are gorgeous." and "own it" and "you look great today =)" and "you got this."   :)