My Crazy and Amazing Friends

Through the summer I've realized how much I enjoy the company of my friends. From the wacky jokes we've made up together, to just chill'n after school, my friends are the one's who make me happy. I'm ecstatic to be able to hang out with them, and thankfully I'm in luck. Tomorrow I'm going over to Stephanie's house to go swimming with her and Jessica in her lake and watch amazing British Sci-Fi series like Doctor Who! I am very excited. :) 

 Jess and Stef at their best!

PURPLE URPLE

I have finalized my decision for what color I want to paint my room. Yes, I have wavered between many colors: pink, orange, yellow, green, blue, and even grey; but! my final conclusion is thus: PURPLE. Though this color is not the first to come to mind when I think of my top favorite colors, I'm satisfied to hope that I'm making the right decision. Besides, it matches this great quilt I found on PBteen. Here's what I wish was in my room:

Happy Fourth of July!

Showing my love for America: 

     Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!