Hate to Get All "Mom" On You...

Seems like Linday's life, or Joy's for that matter, hasn't been very exciting.
Well honestly mine hasn't either, but I have a probable (cough cough Joy) reason to blog. This blog will consist of a few different factors. My "mom" lecture, and a few funny stories moms might not approve of.  Hah. Well, lecture first.
Bullying NEEDS to stop.
Now.
No more, "oh someone else will deal with it."
No. Cause guess what? A lot of times it's too late.
I know a courageous girl who just smiling and talking to someone made them stop cutting themselves. Reporting bullying to the police can help a poor girl who goes through that everyday because she's different. Calling someone pretty could have saved their life.
Could have.
Imagine if you called this poor girl, who is actually very pretty, ugly. She's dead now. She committed suicide, shooting herself.
Would you feel bad?
She's dead. DEAD. You can't undo your actions. The small things you do to make yourself look "cool" can kill a poor, YOUNG, innocent girl. 15? Do you realize her family is probably devastated? What about her best friends? She had so much going for her. She was outgoing, loved to laugh, had a family, her pet dog, she was an active soccer player. She had her whole life ahead of her.
But no. Bullies had to ruin it for her. Their little remarks affected tons of people. And they probably didn't even think before they acted. Well I hope they're sorry. Now they have a lifetime to live with that conscious.
All I can say is RIP, honey. You're in a better place. <3 I didn't even know you, but I'm so sorry. Call suicide selfish. Say what you want, but here's a quote:
"Suicide isn't cowardly. Wanna know what's cowardly? Treating someone so badly that they want to end their life."
A lot of times the bullies are the ones who are jealous. Again if your a bully, you need to knock it off. This girl will never get her life back. The simple pull of the trigger. Going out to those if you're a victim of a bully, don't cut yourself, commit suicide, or anything. There's people out there who care and love you. I promise. I may not know you, but lmL. Talk to someone. A parent. A teacher. A counselor. An adult. If you think killing yourself gets you attention, it might. But you'd be dead. Please. Don't. Save your family, friends, everyone from going through that. <3
(Speaking of, make sure to see Bully when it comes out. I know they almost rated it r, but it's not that bad.  Bad words, a bit of violence, but nothing worse than what people are used to. See it. I actually attend one of the schools they filmed it at. It's sad. Here's the trailer. I've seen the movie already.
On a happier note, let's talk about funny stories.
If you don't know, I play trombone in band. Yeah, the one with the slide and stuff. Well, our band teacher has us do solos and stuff. Our solo contest is this Friday (we play a solo for a judge and we get a score...1+ is the best, 3 is the worse...)
So since our concerts done, we had today to turn in the music and work on the solos. She sent us trombones (three of us) to the stage to work.
Oh gosh, I'm surprised she hasn't caught on and banned us from the stage. We practiced! Maybe we got lucky she heard us playing a bit. But...we didn't practice the whole time. Let's just say there was an empty janitor bucket in there. And one of us (not me!) got in it. And the other one (still, not me !) started pushing him around. :D A lot of times, I'm a bystander. I don't start these things, I sit back and laugh. Heck, I'm a good kid and would never do these on my own. But I don't mind having a bit of fun once in awhile. It was quite hilarious. It's not like that's the only thing we've done...playing behind curtains (that one they got yelled at for...hey I didn't do it!) and stuff. I can't remember them all now, but yeah. Hmm what else was I gonna say? I got myself all scratched up cause of climbing Joy's tree in shorts and stuff. That's not smart.
We stayed up till 1 or 2 am. We played truth or dare. Drank lots of Coke. (Coca Cola...not cocaine! I promise.) Ate grass, fell off swings (truth or dare there), sang "Best Day Ever" by Spongebob on a very loud Rock Band (yes Spongebob on Rock Band) game because her brothers lost the remote to the tv and it was turned up loud and the buttons on the tv weren't working...sigh. I think they got a new one now but yeah. Oh, we also stayed up looking up Youtube videos. These videos included Julian Smith's Song Stuck Inside Your Head (which gets stuck inside your head super easily), the VlogBrothers Hungry Games (i wanna do that now!), a crazy trumpeters Where's the Chapstick? (Oh goodness), and charlieissocoollike's American Accent and Duet with Himself. Also I showed them the all 3 Duck Songs. Haha. Oh, don't forget Annoying Orange. Who's so stupid it's kinda funny. There was also a dramatic video of Rebecca Black's Friday song turned into a drama, and a girl imitating Ke$ha. But I don't remember them. I bet @Jovi could add those to her blog though. Hint hint.
Well, OH! 'Nother funny story.
So happy bleated Easter ya'll! Haha I'm not Southern silly. Southerner's suck (@Lindsay). :) Just kidding people. And after that we had a little Easter thing in our backyard. My little second cousin was talking to me (well little to me, 10 isn't that little though). Here's how our convo went:
Hunter: Yeah! Same arm as me, left. (talking about his friend who broke his arm)
Me: How'd you break your arm?
Hunter: Being stupid.
Me: ...
Hunter: Seriously, I was an idiot! (Then he went on to explain he was on a kiddie Flintstones car awhile back--when he was like in 1st grade--and he was singing "I believe I can f--" and he fell off. Oh that was fun to listen to).
But we were at church service, right? After a drama about a guy who's life changed with God in his life...and after clapping....everyone started LAUGHING. I turn around and here comes my awesome pastor hopping down the aisle (Yes hopping. Not running, or skipping, hopping like a bunny would) in a full body bunny suit (minus covering his whole head...he had big ears on though). Oh. My. Goodness. That. Was. Freaking. Hilarious. Then he got to the front, opened a coca cola, and talked about the original. And how he had a bag from Japan (he's Asian) that wasn't the original brand and it looked good, but smelled like donkey. That may make our church seem all laid-back, and it is, but it's not like that everyday. He never drinks coke in front like that. He just had it open with that noise, make you realize that Coca Cola is the ORIGINAL. (With the whole God thing, one original one). Then he mentioned a Yugo and we all turned to my dad. If you don't know what a Yugo is, it was the worst car ever made. Look it up.
Well, I'll hopefully be back. We get to give my almost-2-year-old-toy-poodle-runt baby medicine because he got two shots and now he has swelling. The vet said it's normal, and he's getting better, but he's all soar.
Peace out, dudes.
~Jae

QUESTION TIME
*Have you ever done something stupid (a la my father)? If so, (and don't try to tell me you haven't) what was it?
...I'm sure you guys can all infer by now that this question is completely, definitely, and utterly a yes. I am very smart academically, but when it comes to street smart/common sense. Not so much.
Once I got my new comforter out for my bed (not that long ago, actually. A month?) and it had a bed skirt. I thought you like hung it around the bed frame, so when I unfolded it and the white part in the middle came out I'm like "OH MY GOD I BROKE IT!" D:
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Yeah. Hmm, I do tons of stupid stuff every day and yet I manage to forget it.
Haha right now I keep getting on facebook (like every few seconds) and I keep getting one notification. It's cause I'm currently in a poking war with someone. ...I'm a brunette on the outside (well I dyed it bright auburn so my friend calls me a ginger-in-training (git)...my roots are showing anyway), but I'm a blonde at heart.
Gah, I have a lot more stupid things I've done. If this counts, when I was almost 2, I walked in paint and got little baby footprints everywhere. Or when I was 3 or 4 my dad was building our deck. i walked out on it, walked on a board that wasn't nailed down, and I still have a mark on my forehead. I can just imagine me diddly-daddly (yes I said that) on the deck and me crying as it swung up and hit me. Classic there.
I'm clumsy too. I used to get injured all the time. I was going down a hill by us on my bike, swerving. I don't know why, but I fell off mid hill. ALMOST broke my ankle. At school we did a Field Day in 5th grade (right before 5th Grade Fun Day I might add, so I got to wear a splint while ice skating) we did a 4-way-tire tug-a-war and I managed to land on my wrist just wrong to partially fracture it. When I was little my mom and I were somewhere and her or I managed to scratch my eye with a straw and  the doctor made me wear an eyepatch. I did NOT like that. AT ALL.
Gosh, I could go on and on. Maybe my next blog post should just be stupid mistakes I've done. I wish I could come up with more...buttt my mind's being stupid right now. (hehe I said butt. SEE?!)
Today I couldn't remember how to spell throat in Spanish (class, not the language). Throught? Thought? Trought? I felt dumb when I realized it.

Okay, my question for who ever decides to get around in their boring life to post next (love you guys!):

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Opefullyhay ecausebay ouryay estionquay illway ebay asedphray
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There's 3. Here's one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCg-qf8ZDoc&feature=related
This is probably how it would end up (@Lindsay, ya up for it?):  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jI1xeG07Wc0&feature=fvst

Oh have fun reading that! :)