Mishae's Monday Mashup...

on an actual Monday

1. I'm alive. I have made it throught the wilderness. Yes, I made it through. Didn't know how lame that song it until I heard the real version.

2. Went to my first play rehearsal. Today in fact. 'Twas awesome. I must say that I'm insanely excited for this play. Ahhh yeah.

3. Narwhals exist. Just letting everyone know that. If you didn't, now you're life is fulfilled. If you still don't believe. Google it. And if you still don't, You suck and should not be allowed to read this blog. Joost Keeding. No but for real. They exist.

Haters gonna hate.

4. I have let go. Let go of a relationship that was pain and tears and artificial love. And I must say, I'm amazingly happy. It feels great to be single. "Single and Loving it!" Huzzah!

5. I'm tired. And I need sleep. Because I'm in high school and educators don't really educate and assign too much homework. Curse the system! So now I'm going to end this post. Just. Like. This.

                                       That's my Life.

Mishae's Monday Mashup...

on Wenesday. So, through reading other blogs in the bloggerific world, I have noticed that quite a few blogger's do this thing called a 'Wrap-up' Which is like the story of their week in one post. Pwetty cleva, Huh? So, by totally following others to pretend I know what's going on in my life by going with the flow, I have decided to do this as well. Hoorah! Except I'm doing mine on Monday. You know, cuz Monday starts with and "M" and so does "Mishae" and so does "Mash-up" because I like being unique and not following the crowd TOO much. Tee hee.

1. I tried out for my high schools play! 'My Fair Lady' It went...well. Huzzah!

2. I actually MADE the play! (I wrote this in two different sections because they happened on different days) Yes, the role that the fine educators of PGHS chose to play me in is called a "busker" It's okay if you don't know what that is. I didn't either....So, I googled it. (Thank you 21st century) It's a street performer. Yes. I live on the street in my play. Not very fair is it? *chortle* Any who, I'm very happy with my role because....well, I actually HAVE a role. Hoo ha!

3. I completed my YW project! Every Wednesday I usually went and volunteered at the Lindon Care and Training Center. (Great place it is) For people who don't know what that is, (99% percent of the population) it is a mental facility. 'Tis pretty grand. So every Wednesday I went and sang for them and played with them and was really just a friend. That's really what a lot of them want. But anywho, I used all my volunteer hours as a project for Personal Progress. And I finished! Technically I could go even more, but I got 11 hours in! Hoorah! To say the least I feel very accomplished.

4.  I went and saw Breaking Dawn. Was it good? Yes. Did it make me uncomfortable? Yes. Did it make me as uncomfortable as I thought it would? Surprisingly no. All in all 'twas very good. It was exactly what you would expect in a 'Twilight' movie. Super intense, scandalous, Kristen Stewart donning a range of five facial expressions. (scared, confused, slightly happy, mello, no expression at all. They basically look all the same) and Robert Pattinson looking angry all the time. It really was really good. No joke.

5. I discovered a passsion for Argyle sweaters. For serious. Like, if you want to win me over, wear an argyle sweater. Sweaters are amazazing.

Well, that will have to do for my mash up this Wednesday. Hope you enjoyed because,
                                                  That's my life.               

The Facts of Life.

      I have the pleasure of having a sister. She is ten. Naturally, being a mere child. She talks all the time. (A trait we both seem to share.) Part of her growing up is her incessant question asking. Why this? Why that? Are pregnant golfish really called twits? Can ducks really breathe out of their bums? (The answer to both of those is yes) Do narwhals really exist? (Dang straight they do) See? Always asking questions. Most recently though, her questions have got down to the "nitty gritty."(Nacho Libre quote) Like...this.

"Mishae, when will I hit puberty?" 

*shudder* The "P" word already?! "You're like ten Ashlin. Don't worry about that yet" *eye twitch*

"But really. I want to know. How do I know when I finally hit *&%$#!@"  (censored because the fact that my little sister knows what that means, FREAKS ME OUT) 

Now, when the conversation hits this part, I'm yelling at her to just go to bed already and stop asking me questions. As I roll over and have a little spaz attack. *spasm* But I have to face this. So I tell her loads of junk that is really a blur and not worth mentioning. It's a little awkard TO mention. Besides, I like to keep my blog at a family friendly rating. And I give her details and it's all very disgusting. But the reason I am blogging this, is because sometimes. Well. Life happens. And you have to deal with it. My little sister is growing up. And it scares the crunch outta me. But that is a Fact of Life.  Your siblings will grow up. And it's scary. Ducks can breathe out of their bums. And THAT is scary. Sometimes you have to face the inevitable, because that's life. So my advice is to relax. Things will happen. Your little sister will grow up. She might get bigger than you. (in more places than one. *shudder*) And that's life. But you need to go with the flow. Eat some chocolate. (Heck yes I do) and when the inevitable happens, be able to look yourself in the mirror and say:
                             "That's my Life"

When I get old and lose my hair....

     Everyone thinks of growing old. Plans out their life, what they'll do, who they'll become. I do this. Very often. I look forward to the future and often day dream. blah blah blah. Here is my story:

1996-Escape from womb
2009-Become a teen
2011-Write this post.
2011-2046-Live life, get married, have kids. (this timeline entry is very vague seeming how I am not a fortune teller and cannot fully predict my own future)
2046-Turn the big 5-0.

And this is my day dream part of the story I will tell you about. I will be one of those stankin' awesome grandma's that is cool enough to still run around the yard with my grand children. I will have this house: (or something that looks like it)




sigh......

On my porch I will have a porch swing and serve this beverage:



Who DOESN'T love lemonade?

Also I will serve cupcakes and muffins and cookies and candy and chocolate. Feel free so come to my house in 35 years and partake of this haven of treats.
As well as this stuff, I will still have a rockin' body and not have wrinkles (this statement is very bold and proves my point as how this is my DREAM)
I would also like to own a dresss like this:

I will pair this with a gold charm bracelet and red flats.

Now take a moment and picture this. (1.....2.....3.....)(that was your moment) 'Tis quite beautiful. Is it not? And this is my dream for when I'm fifty and have lived half my life. But for now...

That's My Life.