//currently re-reading hp. in order backwards. can hardly stop to even do hw.
//listening to classical music atm. stimulating. songs are very long, however...
//it, quite frankly, has warmed down here in dixie. walked the dog in shorts and sandals.

starry gaze. swelling. hyperventilation.

okay, so the school sends out these invitations for us to attend the dance with all the information on it, including who's doing the "professional photography" and the entertainment (probably the dj's). i looked up the photographer, and though he's based here, his photography really isn't exceptional.

//QUICK! who's the first person you think of when i say 'photography + anberlin' ? parker young! of course! so, i get this outrageous idea, completely out-of-the-blue, to message him about rates and stuff. and he REPLIES. and i flip. major flip. dude. like...f'real? and i reply, and he replies back...

you have done me over, mrs. carroll.

and possibly just about everyone who takes her course. this is the first time i have ever written a science report. and it's not like a "here, just put down the hypothesis and graph, conclusion, bam." it's like...the real deal. and i have absolutely no idea how it's supposed to look like or what format it's supposed to be in or much of anything else. the grade is quite major...and...i think i have screwed it up. *big sigh*

my softball coach has the most boss vocabulary i have ever heard.
he was giving us a very serious speech about saturday's game, talking about our improvements and comparing them to our previous performances. when talking about running, he used, "you guys just used to meander after the ball..." and everyone started cracking up. i dunno why, i just have never heard anyone use that word in everyday speech, you know?

he once said, "what's with the psychadelic shirt, renee?" to me when i wore a rainbow shirt to a game once. ahahaha.

sometimes i really do marvel. not like when you gaze up in awe at the biggest roller coaster at six flags, but...marvel. i believe only a select few events in this world could possibly deserve this respect, and one of them is when someone comes to Christ and accepts Him as their personal Lord and Saviour. madison recently proclaimed her faith in Christ. i gave her a hug when she came to church this morning because i was so happy for her. :)

//AUSTRALIA

i don't regret anything. staying up till midnight to finish it so i could barely get up for church this morning, making my dog whine her butt off to go to bed, blah yadda [insert other problems that have relations to this]. because this movie was EPIC WIN. the first bit of the movie was really creative, and i have never seen nicole kidman scream like that before. HAHA. and of course, the ever-so-lovely hugh jackman. hehe. 8D

class, ladies. (i.e., i crossed the border.)
come down here to metropolitan atlanta, where one county has lawn bowling and sips lemonade on the rocks, and the one right next to it throws events called "touch-a-truck." it's invigorating! set a "spice-up-your-life-diversity-campaign" bit over here with the tents and everything. okay, hold onto your hats because this entire blog entry will be one paragraph for aesthetic purposes. okay: our last softball game was a home game, versus a brutish red/black team from SCRA. i don't want to be mean, but they aren't exactly the sweetest kids. tawk lak thas eyund cayun't aven trate they'ure bast frands wi' sum raspact. it happens. they had the nastiest "we're so much better than you" attitudes; cocky in every way. it really was infuriating. they trash-talked the umpires and even the parents on the other team were no better than they were. they had beaten us (actually, nearly pummeled us if we hadn't given all we got, a final score of 7-9), but it was not the last time they saw us. so...today, we had the visitor's game at their park, and during pre-game warmup, coach hank rallied us up for a pep talk, if you will. he looked at us directly in the eye and with the utmost sincerity, asked us to beat the team. NOT with cockiness. with class. with our heads held high, restricting ourselves to ever sink down to their level. and we promised we would do it, we promised we would tell that team. first inning: 2 runs to 0, holding them off and preventing a single person on the other team to even set foot on base. second: 5 runs to 0. third: 5 runs to 0. fourth: 6 runs to 0. etc. they didn't even score. final result: 9-0. and when we lined up to shake their hands, we greeted them with a sincere "good game" and then a run back to our dugout with something to be proud about. SO KIDDIES! :D WHAT'S THE MORAL OF THE STORY WE HAS GOTS TODAY?! OH, YES, YOU'RE RIGHT! KEEP YOUR CLASS, YOU HAS GOT SKILLZ TO BEATZ OUT THE MEANIE-HEADS.

btw, i'm sorry, i am so mean, but there was one girl who got on my nerves because she is one of those girls who thinks she is the hottest thing since psychoanalysis. scalp covered in a mop of long blonde hair, most likely dyed out of its platinum sheen, a nose ring (now don't get me wrong, nose rings rock my pants, but you could tell she had one because beachy californians carry them) and an aritificial tan. her nails were like, ghetto long, beautimous french manicure which would cause her death alarm if broken. and, yes, bad mouth like the rest of them. i think she was named mariah after the pop diva. that's lovely. :)

THIS IS PARACHUTE.

AND THEY ARE A NEW INSPIRATION.
i be digging the new pop/acoustic/blues genre that these guys belong to. plus i be digging their style too (and maybe a bit of the looks...) the singer (will) has the most controlled, beautiful voice i have heard outside of opera. the way he squints when he performs reminds me of jesse mccartney. remember him?

compilation of freaking coolio names:

spider lockhart
wednesday addams
israel/ mari paz torres
cricket
verity

and there are so many more i've compiled in the last few days, i just can't remember. sad face.

yeah, yeah, not much to post about today. however, i find it quite frightening how i haven't been able to squeeze in some cycling this week. not only am i gaining a few extra pounds (the evidence sells me out in the thighs), but i have nearly lost all the sense of freedom being on a bike provides. what's a teen to do when she has exams all week? LIBERATION, ME HEARTIES! ARRRGH. i'mma french pirate.

ALLEZ, ALBERTO!

M U S I C

downloaded everything of mayday's lot today. schveeeeet. what i really like about them is their connection to the east coast, whereas a lot of bands point towards the left. renee's dreams are going to come true when she steps foot on steel pier, atlantic city.


anberlin is #1 in the nation. oh my freaking gosh. parker posted this on his blog, and i did a flip. the billboard doesn't say just yet that they are, but they are. it's official. i fall asleep tonight a happy girl.

i found my old narnia cd! dude, i used to be freaking obsessed with all-related narnia beeswax. i re-put it into my ipod. i can't believe i still remember all of the words after all this time. :)

//exams started today. whoopee.

oh, yum.
especially with cream.
:D

however, there are so very disgusting strawberries out there. like, sometimes, when you open the package and one's yuck. like the mold has decided to camp out in its flesh?
or...

strawberries that appear on your knees.
and send nerve impulses, screaming out of horror and insane
pain down your entire calf.
this happens to me.
once again.
strawberries from softball.
sliding.
and they ooze pus.
and make your clothes stick to your skin.
so, when you try to peel the fabric off of your body, you
rip off some of the strawberry that was on the route to healing.

back to square one.

however, one awesome thing is that me mum got a GIANT BOX OF GOLDFISH FROM WAL-MART. :DDDD

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hmm...for some reason, i have never seen any of nicole kidman's movies before. i watched some of australia, but i dunno if it's the movie's tone or if it's her, but she seems kind of comical to me. hehe.

to capture.
rachel was holding a caterpillar when i was walking back from the softball field today. nearly peed my pants. i think she was going to keep it or something like that, but i begged for mom to tell her to release it (as you could possibly guess why). so she used the butterfly net to trap a lizard instead. one downside: she released the caterpillar into the bushes. it's probably going to sneak up on me tomorrow just because it knows i'm traumatized by it.
brilliance.
slumdog millionaire was absolutely amazing. i saw it again today since my mom bought it and wanted to show it to my dad. i think it definitely deserved the music oscar. thumbs up.
in a jar.
i have yet to try drinking coffee in a mason container. parker young had posted on his blog about his forest adventures with his brothers and sisters. so, once i heard that they had sipped the starbucks through a glass jar, i wanted to be a bit boho too. i need to try it. some have 'cliff dive' on their list of things to do before i die. mine's not quite as difficult. just need to remember...

could possibly save us.

what a great friday evening for a movie. i think i'll go see one...
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this is incredible: the kid figured it out by ear. freaking boss song too. can't stop listening to the bird and the bee sides.

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speaking of which. i'd like to throw my most sincere salute to the boys of relient k. i want to be where they are, know who they are, and follow their journey with Christ with them. because it seems so magical, just the way it's supposed to be.

on a happier note, my dad got hired for a new job today! he now works as a geologist (once again) for the state government and enforces something. something...but who cares? he got the job! :D

WTF IS THAT?!?!

THAT, MY DEAR FRIENDS, IS MY RIGHT FOOT.
I MAY HAVE TO GET SURGERY ON IT, SINCE TWO PREVIOUS HEAVY-DUTY TREATMENTS HAVE NOT EVEN TOUCHED THIS LITTLE DEMON OF A THING. I AM GOING TO NAME MY WART DELILAH. I HATE HER/IT.

MY MOM DID SOME RESEARCH ON WARTS AND SHE FOUND OUT THAT WARTS HAVE THEIR OWN BLOOD VESSEL TO SUPPORT THEM.
WTF?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE'S A PARASITE LIVING ON MY BODY! THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE UBER HARD TO GET RID OF TOO, SO I AM LIKE...DOOMED. HALPP.

came back from softball practice, so i am dogtired. keeping it real on the internet and itunes even though i should be doing my homework. :||

//my headband is about to split my skull.
//CRCT exams are next week. ograte.
//i want more jewish friends.
//i salute alouette's spreadable cheese. <3

and...here's a filler portrait of rihanna:

i need to find some more twilight parodies.

puke. http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Miles-to-Go/Miley-Cyrus/e/9781423119920/
advil. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jeu6bXxTwfk&feature=channel_page

my grandfather is alright now. he's out of the hospital, thank God.

my grandfather's life is in jeopardy. no longer in icu, but it could go downhill from here.
please Lord, protect him.

LORD, I'M SORRY I AM A SINNER. I NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU.
THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME SO MUCH.

EASTER 2009//ANNIVERSARY OF ONE OF THE GREATEST DAYS IN HISTORY.

forget the former madness! there's no comparison to a louboutin heel. make you feel like queen of the world/ klutz of the universe.

took a trip to lenox square today. hit nearly every cool store, like neiman marcus and urban outfitters and tried on all sorts of shoes, including valentino, dior, chanel, louboutin...definition of amazing.

i actually hate all time low.
no, actually, i can't get enough of them.
no, wait, i semi-can't-not-should-maybe-wait-what?

//so i used to actually be dead set on atl, like i couldn't get enough of gaskarth's antics at the beginning of the year (that is...august-october). and now, i kind of want to smash everything that involves them underneath my shoe. because...i love them. yet i hate them. and i hate them for it.
??

//speaking of which, their new song. it sounds a lot like a poem gaskarth wrote a while ago called 'manage me.' it was the most amazing thing i have ever read in my entire life. but then this song sounds like it, but has a completely new meaning. sounds like they yelled, "we're wasted!"


//concerning the violent curse they spontaneously added to "weightless" that they never have before. i was perfectly fine with no fu**ing, thanks.

i dunno. haircut time? summer's just around the corner (even though, i swear it, it snowed two days ago, and today, it's the balmiest day in forever) and i don't really like the longishness of my hair anyways. so i was browsing around and found that i like taylor momsen's new haircut.

maybe it'll work out for me. and maybe it'll turn out to be the most ugly thing that's ever graced my scalp. x)

okay, so what's this madness?

really? really? what the heck is this, making a movie about, what, i don't even know. some say it's the end of the world, some say it's the rapture, people can't even make up their minds on what 2012 is all about anyway. i think that's telling us that what we see here is none other then human curiosity. all this talk about the world ending is bee ess.

okay, so what's this madness?

i'm dogsitting tommy's dog while they're away. i was so thrilled because i had never done it before and i was going to make the house look grand for their homecoming. but, oi. it keeps me busy. they come home today. i had better check on the house one last time.

okay, so what's this madness?

you know whenever you finish a bigbig project, you feel so proud of yourself and want to hug everyone in sight? well, maybe not, but you get my drift. i finally finished all the crazy swirls and complex lettering for the maine's 'the way we talk' EP cover. it took me like a couple of hours, and i signed my name on it and everything. but there's nothing. no whoopee's or yippee-ki-yays. i finished it. i hope when someone sees it and tells me how they feel about it i'll get the oomph.

// i also changed the skin of the blog to just a normal white. i'll miss relient k. but with that template, i couldn't post pictures or have comments. but too be sure, i still relient k as if it were my own leg (perhaps more). :)

<< have you ever noticed how stupidly complex some album art really is? // currently, i am in the mood for sleep. but this post first.

so, i started drawing this over the summer and then haley went berserk because if i finished it, it would look uber boss, you know? well, i said i would, but never really got the time to, until today, when haley finally persuaded me to pick it up and work on it again.

EXTREMELY TEDIOUS.

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spring break. holy week. hm...
i have virtually nothing to do and am very surprised that i am bored. i am one of the few that always have something to do, but not this week. i am ready to kill myself out of boredom. O_O

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i was browsing through parker young's music selection to listen to, and i came upon M83. it is actually some pretty ace stuff, if i should say so myself. i normally don't listen to synthrock, but i really do like it. i kind of want to transform myself into this person that is with it but prefers not to be, you know? parker's one of them. it's very inspiring.

how boss is revelation?

I N C R E D I B L E + A D D I C T I V E
well, yes, i suppose the last book of the Bible, but what i'm talking about is like, "ohhhhh, i get it!"

amanda showed me the song "unbreakable" by fireflight awhile ago, and i relistened to it today out of some reason that my mind remembered that i should go back and actually listenlisten to it, you know? i find it very catchy and very strong. dawn's voice is...entrancing.

i looked up the lyrics, and i don't know if it's me, because it probably is (that i somehow get emotional easily; my future husband won't appreciate that very much, so apologies in advance), but i had to hold back a bit of that lump in my throat from how i realize that i can't take control, that everything's in God's hands and He's got it going on. He's going to make it for you, you put your life in His hands and He'll take you there for you.

B E A U T I F U L +
H E A R T B R E A K I N G
i also realize how fear really is a binding, imprisoning thing. man. it seems like such an insubstantial thing when used in words, but...is kind of is a material. it's real. and it's going to be hard. God's love is liberating. i need to find it.