i wish i knew why everyone calls me sunshine.

blogger is dead. but i dont want it to be.

one of those dreams that feel so real; how peculiar.

so many memories.

my friends they are so beautiful.

all we are , is stars.

every little bug. every inch of land. every fallen leaf, every grain of sand. this is our home.

ebay

secret obsession with ebay.killing my bank account.yikes.

yes or no?

the amazing things to do with coconut oil.

got acne? no problem.
the use of coconut oil actually extracts pores and brings bacteria to the surface,so the first week or two of using you will "break out",but after this two week period, your skin is golden.

got dry hair? no problem.
sleep with your hair saturated in coconut oil,wash it out in the morning . soft.soft.awesome smelling hair(try to avoid roots,coconut oil is hard to wash out)

eyebrows and eyelashes lackluster and brittle? no problem.
put this around your eyes and eyebrows and i swear your eyebrows and eyelashes grow!

dry lips? no problem .
use it as a lip balm.works just as good.

got cuticles? no problem.
rub around the cuticle of your nail .sleep with it on, wake up to soft and easy to remove cuticles.

i love coconut oil ... <3

raztastic

so i made some amazing cupcakes i would like to share.

what you need ;
typical vanilla cake mix(with eggs,oil,water,ect)
lemon
lemon yogurt
flour
confectioners sugar
vanilla extract
cane sugar
raspberries
cream cheese

butter(preferably unsalted)

zest lemon into cake batter (zest whole top layer of lemon)
mix,put in oven for appropriate time.
heat up saucepan on low heat ,put 6 oz of raspberries in with a tbsp of cane sugar and a tbsp of water.
gradually add in a tbsp of flour as it gets more watery
stir,let sit for a minute,stir,sit,ect. until you reach a raspberry blob mixture.take off stove,cool down in fridge.

beat/whisk half a stick of butter,and half of a block of cream cheese until a whipped consistency,add a tsp of vanilla , once raspberry mixture has cooled,add into cream cheese butter mixture and mix. if it is too watery for frosting(which most likely it is) mix in confectioners sugar to desired consistency .

when cupcakes are cool and ready to frost, take a apple corer ( i used an orange juicer) and remove small circles from the center of the cupcake. fill with lemon yogurt(i added zest to the yogurt)  . then top with your raspberry cream cheese frosting,anddd tada! some bomb ass cupcakes.

what is there to think ,that has been unthunk .

sweet potato fry moon.

confession ;

instead of me telling my parents i had a boyfriend; they told me.
 my mom was texting me earlier suggesting people i should bring for a haircut for a demo i am doing, then she said how about kyle? and i was like : our cousin? i dont have buzzers for that.
so that was suspicious.
when i came home later on , my mom asked me who'd you go to twin river with? i said my cosmo friends, and then she asked who's kyle?
Me: he went with us to twin river.
mom: how did you meet him?
me:work
mom: you know you dont have to feel like you have to hide stuff from us . your 18 now its alright.
me: but i wasnt sure you would like his age thats why i never told you guys about him.
mom:well how old is he ?
me: 22.
mom: are you sure not 32?
me: yes i promise.
mom : how long have you been seeing him?
me : a few months (oops ... =/ more like a year and 3 months)

and that was pretty much it, i asked how she knew and said "from facebook?" and she said she had her ways. so idk. but im glad that that part of my stress is over, and it wasnt even that bad.

cupcake truck

so , i want to start up my own "cupcake queen truck' aka ice cream truck. and make cupcakes and serve like all different flavors with different frostings and toppings, but step vans are extremely expensive, like atleast 8,000 i dont have . but do you guys think this is a good idea?

We the humans ; are the mutation.

class trip ideas?

i dont know if you guys like Sublime ,but the tribute band "Badfish" is doing a show. its affordable and at showcase live.(pats place) .

or go to that place on Broadway street Mr.Curran was talking about? 

i feel like we all need to do something , regardless of what it is!

try this;

sleep with a dry towel over your pillow tonight. i fell asleep in like 2 minutes .it was so comforting. idk why .
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acyrlic paint removal :)

so i read that if you soak the part of your fabric with rubbing alcohol and scratch it out a bit ,and repeat the process, it will come out. im gonna try it! ill let you know how good it works.

:D

we have probaly consumed the most amount of paint in one day,than a person will in their lifetime. well worth it. i had an amazing time .

Awesome Assessment

assessment:
for my assessment we are going to create a masterpiece !
What We need! :
> a white shirt for thy canvas.
>a normal shirt for well, after we change out of the canvas.
> paints if you have any
>objects that would conduct paint splattering if you have any.
> trash bags if you have any.
* wear not so cared about clothing *
what i'll provide;
 i went out today and got a bunch of paint that we can just throw around, and i have a bunch of paints from home too, i bought two white shirts just incase someone else needs one.
 i have bunches of shower caps for shoes/hair.
i'll bring trashbags/ tape.
need some sort of clothesline/clothespins .

location : i think in one of the fields, probably the upper field somewhere around the back would be fine. i dont think the school would mind, most paints are non-toxic.  we only have like 40 minutes ,not even to do this all . so we need to prepare tomorrow  ,by making the clothesline.
as soon as we  get into class we should gear up, then go out, have Joe set up his camera and express ourselves. then we should give ourselves like 10 minutes to clean up/ go back inside and hang the shirts.


but we are creating what we feel about music through artwork, sorta based on my CD. but im pretty sure when people listen to it, its a good feeling .so its gonna be fun and crazy. :) :) :) :) :) :) im excited.

Places.

The places i've been , will never look the same as i grow old.

a place i would visit, to remember ;to forget , to think, to eat, to walk, to listen , has turned into this...

shrimp .

not gonna lie , its a little weird to hear the frogs already chirping . =/

Forgot to put an awesome song on my cd...

Empire Ants - Gorillaz

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7nX-A061-9k

meh.

so anyone who overheard my idea of putting a song on my cd that i think each of you guys would like or that reminds me of you, im not doing it anymore :( . . i figured it was extremely hard to do, and i'll save it for the end of the year  when i have more time to put more thought into it/ i think the cd is more of a personal liking thingy.

I really liked this song that was on Ben's playlist, and the video is pretty awesome .

The Truth about my childhood ( i copied this from my tumblr. i'm going to leave out a little of it and it was written in a rantish kind of way so it might not make so much sense. )

young years, i do not remember anything really, no events, or things that actually happened in reality, i was always in my world. i had the most vivid imagination , the most disturbing thoughts, the most colorful vocabulary, i had a beautiful world in my head, i had everything i wanted, and every color and shape and sound and touch . i created it all . my mind was a playground ,it was. i used to play outside with myself for hours, i used to sit up in my room and cry, i daydreamed, all day. and dreamed ,while i actually slept, i hallucinated, i believed in bigger forces, i believed that anything was possible, and it really was. one day, i remember this… i felt bad for somthing i did, not particulary sure , and i was raised to love god ,and that he’ll forgive me. so i put a dollar in my window sill, begging god to take it, i prayed and i cryed soo much , nobody was home at the time but my older sister who was babysitting i believe, and once i left my room i just randomly had to tell my sister that i sneezed so she didn’t know i was crying. but the next day. i look to see if it was there, and it was gone, im so serious. i doubt my sister saw me because i was upstairs and she was downstairs wathcing t.v  . this fuckin’ amazes me. im still curious about how it left . hm. anyways. my parents used to say “keera’s world’ to me when i was a kid, they were always like keeras in her own little world. they knew i was. and i was. my mind was amazing. when i was 9 , i said i wanted a knife to my mom and i clentched my fist as if i was about to stab myself with nothing. my mom freaked out ,and i went to a physciatrist, maybe somthing took over me, or maybe my mind was taking over,   another memory i have is , me and my little sister used to share a room and i used to listen to classical music to help me fall asleep , one night,  i woke up  to the radio saying “your in your room” with a bunch of background distortion , and i got up , and my heart was racing, i ran out of my room , but then i thought about my little sister and turned the radio down  then went into my parents room ,and i dont remmeber what happened after that. maybe this actually happened,  or maybe it was my mind.when i actually dreamed, i wanted them to come true also ,so i remember i was in a dream where i could crawl under my table and i’d be in my old house’s backyard. and i woke up /half asleep but still knowing what i was doing , i crawled underneathe my table and smacked my head against the wall . i thought it would actually work . i thought i could defy everything. i thought i had power. i did .in my mind. i always had trouble in school . always in my own world, in 2nd grade, we got letter grades, and i got a D, i remember it was from a test we took and it was multiple choice with two options, and i picked the answer for all of them that “could be” it. i knew there was a right one, but i knew the other one could be correct also ,so i picked that one, and i wish i tried explaining to the teacher, but i never did . i wonder if i picked every wrong answer that they could catch on and be like why’d she do that. but no they are never really curious about their students.i also remember my next door neighbors greg and heidi beautiful hippie people made theyre own tea in the sun and everything, i think they smoked weed, but of course i did not know what this was at my age, but i get a flashback thing of being in their basement with my parents and everything being foggy while they play cards and my dad would doodle so much on the side of the paper, and doodle and doodle it makes me think maybe they were high, but i dont know where i get this image of. i dont think it ever really happened i just picture it now almost as if it did, whenever i snapped into reality, i hated it .i remember i loved blues clues and i wanted him to come in the shower with me ,and he never did , i prayed to god for him to soo much and he never did ,i was so disapointed with reality, it ruined me .  and after 4th grade, i changed, reality started coming to me, and my dreams and imagination fell apart.i dont know what happened honestly,but i think that i am such a creative person because of my childhood, i still have very many wonderous thoughts, that seem to make more sense now ,but i dream so much . i dream alot, i sleep alot, i love sleep. i love my dreams.

chapped lips goodbye :)

heres a little trick i know, since the winter dries us up like prunes, our lips get chapped. sooo if you mix   60% of sugar to 40% olive oil  ratio . and exfoliate your lips with it  , it moisturizes and gets off the chappyness.

If you want to smell like a fruit ninja that just rolled around in a feild of cotton candy, then this is for you.

why

sometimes i wish i was oblivious,maybe things wouldn't matter.

:}

just saw a windmill in boston ,and it made me happy.

Kentucky, probaly one of the best road trips i have ever been on . talk about being in the middle of no where .

am i the only one who would spend 158.00 on these? D:

http://kalsoearthshoes.com/t-Welcomepage.aspx < cool shoes hereee.

:/

im stumped. i still cannot find happiness. i dont do anything that makes me actually happy . its hard to do when all around you is madness .

sometimes you just need to forget , to remember how to live .

no regrets, just egrets .