Brynn's World

Birthday/Christmas List

2010-11-14T12:32:00.000-08:00

I know I am a HORRIBLE blogger. Forgive me. But as my birthday is in 13 days, I thought it would be appropriate to make my birthday/ Christmas list. so, without further ado:

Classic Mini UGG boots
Over-the-Knee Boots in black
TOMS slip on shoes in either black or canvas or silver sparkly
Black Suede Booties
black anklet boots
Heathered Reglan Top in blue
Sparkle & Fade Lace Inset Dolman Pullover in black
iPod Touch

Other Things I Would Like:

sweaters
oversized shirts/sweaters
jeggings in a light wash or black
chord leggings in tan or black
black high heels
black flats
eye shadow from MAC or BareMinerals
eye shadow brush
cute patterned tights in black or brown or grey
infinity scarves in brown or navy blue or grey
zip up hoodies
military jackets
faux leather bomber jackets like this

Oops....

2010-04-01T18:15:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry.

I have been ABSOLUTELY horrible about blogging. I just have another one which I update wayyy more often than I do this one, but I'm trying to give time to both of the blogs, but it's so hard with school and such.

So I decided to overhaul my site. It isn't perfect, but it's a change, which I like. So feel free to look around and go back to old post or comment on stuff.

Enjoy.

but i really am trying, I swear.

Christmas List 2.0

2009-12-13T11:10:00.000-08:00

I'm making an updated Christmas List since the last time I made my list was before my birthday and I have amazing family that got me things off of that list. So here is List 2.0:

Bailey UGG boots
lululemon Groove Pants (band color doesn't matter, just something i could wear with a lot of things)
a lamp for my room
JEANS: Styles: boyfriend, skinny, straight leg, flare. Wash: dark, destroyed, light, or normal
SHIRTS: plain long sleeve, graphic tees, plaid, flannel, camis
SKIRTS: high waisted, pencil skirts, bright colored, funky patterned ones, ect.
DRESSES: for school and for church
Tennis Shoes: converse, vans
Glee soundtracks Volume 1&2
Harry Potter 6
Patterned tights (nothing too crazy)
cute bras and underwear
necklaces or rings
Twilight/New Moon stuff
more room decorations

STORES I LIKE:

Nordstrom
Urban Outfitters
Old Navy
H&M
Top Shop
Forever 21

SIZES

Shirts: medium

Jeans: 4 or 6

Bras: 34 B

shoes: 8 1/2

I also like gift cards to any of the stores I mentioned, so you really can't go wrong with anything.

Birthday/Christmas List

2009-10-28T17:29:00.000-07:00

I thought that making this list would be helpful for everyone, so this just just some things that I think would be fun to have:

My Touch in either black or white

Bailey UGG boots (black or tan)

Boyfriend jeans (destroyed or not destroyed)

Flannel shirts

bareMinerals makeup. And make up lessons :)

Tennis shoes

Vera Wang Rock Princess of Vera Wang Princess

Jeans

Others things I would like:

cute bras and underwear
dresses and skirts for church and school
cute scarves and hats
funky graphic tees
decorative leggings and tights (nothing TOO crazy)
cute rings and necklaces

SIZES:

Shirts: medium or small

Jeans: 4 or 6

Shoes: 8 1/2 or 9

Bras: 34B

08-09 School Year Reflection

2009-08-02T22:34:00.000-07:00

Even though this is VERY LATE, I thought I would do a little school year reflection that would give everyone a little taste of what the first year of high school was like for me, class by class. So, without further-ado...

2008-2009 School Year

1st Period: Biology- To be honest, I was definitely not looking forward to this class because first of all, Biology was boring and easy, and second of all, it was the first class of the day. Kind of a bummer way to start off the day, learning about ecosystems and matter and energy cycles and what not. And to top it all off, it was my only class that I really had no friends in. But I actually learned a lot in this class, especially about the human body. Did you know that it is possible to have a brain transplant? But no one has EVER had that and the success rate of that surgery is like 1 in three billion. I also met Kori Maitlen, who is super nice. I love her to death, and Bio without her would probably be super boring. We would always make fun of our teacher, Mr. Allen. Speaking of him, Mr. Phillip Allen is one of the most... different people I have met in my life. Once a week, without fail, he would tell us bits and pieces of his life story. He was once in a punk rock band in college, filmed some National Geographic episodes, was a firefighter in California that jumped out of airplanes, has two sons that look like girls, and was most definitely a hippie with his wife for a while. I'm not sure if I learned more about Biology or his personal life. But, this class was a breeze and although I enjoyed it sometimes, I'm glad I am done with that class.

2nd Period: P.E.- This was BY FAR one of my favorite classes EVER! I had it with Larisa Wallace, one of my best friends, which was really nice since some people in our class were... how do I put this nicely... utterly horrible. We ran the mile together, we came in last place in the doubles badminton tournament together, we made up a tinikling routine together, basically we did everything in that class together. But it just wasn't us. We were two members of a Trio. The third member was of course, our teacher Ms. Melissa Brodsky. Whenever we would get bored, we would always walk on over to Ms. Brodsky and just talk to her about basically anything from what we did the day before to putting her on the Bachelorette. She was seriously like one of us, and we would always talk about the P.E. drama that was going on (A.K.A. the different relationships that were going on in our class and the annoying people). Oh, and Elliot. Wow. He is probably THE MOST ANNOYING PERSON you will ever meet in your life. Haha but that class pretty much put me in a good mood for the rest of the day. This is one class I will miss a lot next year.

3rd Period: French- Yikes. This class was pretty bad. It always seemed the longest and the most boring of the day. But Sydney Brovick and Alix Ruble were in this class, which made it almost bearable. My teacher, Madame Sandrine Collomb pretty much ruined all the fun I had in the past years taking French (which was minimal in the first place), so I decided early on that this would be my last year of taking French ever. I only really learned tenses and grammar in this class which DID NOT prepare me for my trip to France. So, thank you, Madame Collomb, for being so crazy and anal that I did not learn almost anything in your class. I am glad I'm done with your class and I hope you continue to hardly ever show up to class.

4th Period a) Woods- Woods was a seriously fun and relaxing class. You didn't really have to think in that class and you could do basically whatever you wanted in that class. Mr. Agnew is one of the nicest people I know. He would take me into his office when I looked tired and would let me take a handful of candy from his secret stash. Haha. Even though I wasn't the best at it, I learned a lot and hopefully I can use that later in life. But I'm definitely not pursuing a career in carpentry. :)

4th Period b) Computer Applications- This was probably my least favorite class EVER in the history of my school career. Basically, this was a class where you learn how to use Microsoft Office and "have a little taste of what it is like in the workplace." If bosses everywhere are horrible little... ;mhagf;kjasdhcfjdnfgj's, then count me out of working. Ms. Nogaki is probably THE worst teacher/Tech person ever in the history of the world. She yelled at me for 5 minutes straight for not writing my full name on a paper and kicked me out of class for during "free time" for looking up things about the Swine flu. What?! Oh well, I passed that class and I'm so glad I'm DONE WITH IT!

5th Period Math- Um. Yeah. Sort of self explanatory. Math is just blah in general. I did really well in this class though, which is good. I had lots of friends inthis class, so it wasn't as boring as it could be. I met Maya Zwang and that's when we really started to be friends, even though we had P.E. together. Ms. Michaelson/Hoeger was pretty chill. She got married halfway through the year and after that kind of got mean and annoying. We had lot's of dumb projects in this class which was VERY lame. Binder checks, review packets and crap like that. Out final was to make a board game that displayed a mathematical principle we learned that year...? Wow, how annoying. But anyways, math was easy, and probably the most forgettable classes ever.

6th Period English- This English was my favorite class throughout my whole academic career. I worked so hard in this class, I probably spent most of my time thinking about it/doing homework. I heard rumors about my teacher, Mr. Calvert and was, to put it mildly, scared out of my pants to be in this class. People said he never gave perfect scores and you had to work your butt off if you wanted to have an A in his class. School came natural to me and I usually didn't have to work too hard. But in Calvert's class, I had to work my tail off just to keep up with the work load. But I learned so much in his class. Not only was it the curriculum he taught, but he taught us how to be better people and better learners. I swear, Mr. Calvert is one of those people you would hate to have as your dad. He demands perfection. But, no denying it, he is brilliant. One of the smartest people I have ever met. So, he gets my approval of be Teacher of the Year. But it wasn't only him that helped me succeed. My dad spent countless hours going over and over my essays so they could be up to par. I owe him so much. Thank you. All I say now is that this is by far the class that is my ABSOLUTE favorite ever, and I'm pretty sure it will be like that for the rest of my life.

7th Period a) Beginning Guitar- The name says it all, practically. Easiest class to get an A in. All we did in this class was play songs we already knew and talked. It was also a class to sleep in practice rooms, since it was silent. One of my favorite classes, for sure. Met some pretty cool upper classmen. We would just talk about things like hotness on a scale of celebrities, how Mr. Hays was the oddest person ever, and what we were going to play for our final proficiency. Hello beautiful, I will follow you into the dark, anyone else but you, thizz face, and a special Brian doesn't know. I miss this class.
7th Period b) Foundations of World History- Boring class, but the people in it were VERY interesting. I basically had all of my friends in one class. We got in trouble a lot, but we never really cared. Our regular teacher, Ms. Mizushima, left on maternity leave two weeks into our class, so Mr. Burwash became our teacher. He was seriously THE coolest guy. I would grade his papers and I could basically do whatever I want. haha :) so funny

Overall, freshman year was cool. I sort of miss it.

Europe/Catching Up

2009-06-16T21:35:00.000-07:00

So I want to apologize to everyone... I have been busy studying for tests and such for the end of the year, dealing with a cold, and doing other sorts of things that leave me absolutely NO TIME for blogging. So I'm trying to do a quick post before I go to bed.

Pretty much life has been the same. I definitely need to get a yearbook because I get people asking me if they can sign my yearbook and I sadly have to tell them no, because the school lost my money that paid for it, which irritates me SO MUCH! I have lots of final projects and tests so I'm trying to stay on top of all of my work so I can raise my GPA a little bit/keep it at where it is. I have been working UNBELIEVABLY hard this year, probably the year I have tried the most in school. I have learned so much this year, not just academically, but as a person and such. I see all of the qualities that I want to have and I try to display them... wow this is sounding a little cheesy, but hey, it's okay with me. I'll have a reflection blog on this semester/ this whole year soon... and I really do mean that. I'm trying!

Also, I have 2 more days of driver's ed, and I am excited to say I am a pretty good driver! Watch out! Hehe

Well, this is lacking pictures or any other fun things, I will put some cool pictures of London/Paris/Rome... or in other words the places I will be this summer... 8 more days! And 2 more days until Natalie comes home from Fiji!

Trying hard to survive the end of school,

Brynn

Book of the Month

2009-04-05T19:42:00.000-07:00

So I have decided to fill some of my time spotlighting different books that I read, giving feedback and stuff.

I haven't thought of a clever name for it yet, but it has started. haha.

So if you have any names or book suggestions, just tell me. thanks!

Okay so the book that I am spotlighting this month is called...

drum roll:

The Graveyard Book, by Neil Gaiman and this book just happens to be this year's Newberry Award book.

And let's just say, this book TOTALLY deserves it. It's exciting, it's funny, it's full of mystery, and there is also a little romance in it. I think I started it... Monday or Tuesday of this week, and I just am finishing it today.

Ugh, so good.

So The Graveyard Book is about this boy named Nobody Owens (Bod, for short) who is found in a graveyard after his parents and sister are murdered. The people of the graveyard decide to

take him in and help him grow up. The book is all about him growing up and trying to figure out where he belongs; with the living or with the dead?

So go pick it up, or listen to it. It's great.

haha I give it 5 out of 5 Bees.

(Im judging the books on Bees, you know, like my nick name. haha sorry it's really cheesy and bad, but whatever. haha)

Go read it!

back with a vengeance.

2009-04-05T19:38:00.000-07:00

Hello.

haha wow I have not been blogging in a while. Probably because there is nothing exciting in my life. EVER.

but since it is spring break and I am doing absolutely nothing but cleaning and organizing, I think I will get up on my blogging.

Here is the first of many this week.

Love to all,

Brynn

Where Did They Go?

2009-02-10T19:50:00.000-08:00

I'm going through a painful withdrawl.

No Jonas Brothers.

No Twilight.

No Harry Potter.

What is there left?

I'm sad.

Could It Be? YES!

2009-02-07T16:42:00.000-08:00

Hello There Bloggers!

It's been a long time since I've posted a blog, and since it is a Saturday night and I am now home alone, I thought it would be a good time to post a little something.

2/7/09
It's the day after my last finals!, and I still have horrible headaches. How can that be?! But I'm happy to say that I came out with the best grades I could get, even though I do not have my goal 4.o GPA. This whole first semester in high school has taught me a couple of things:
1. Go to class as much as you can. Make up work totally sucks and will probably affect your grades.
2. Do not be afraid of your teachers. They are there AND are getting paid to make sure you actually come out of their class learning something.
3. Get on teachers goods sides. They can make you get As.
4. Be friends with your P.E. teacher, because even though your group might have messed up on the Tinikling final (look it up, it's a type of dance), she still will give you 50 out of 50.
5. I beat the odds and I got an A in my extra hard, almost-to-the-point-of-IB English class, taught my the infamous Mr. Calvert. Hard work and lots of editing by my Dad. Thanks so much!
6. Thank goodness I had my three older sisters to teach me about high school, or else I would be lost.
7. Some people are just idiots.
and finally,
8. I suck at Woods.

So that is kind of my semester of high school in a nutshell. Minus all of the injuries and sickness, but who needs the gory details?

Anyways...
book is not coming along very fast. School takes up too much. But I try and work on it as much as I can.

AND I need a phone with Internet access, so I can Twitter as long as I please!

Well, I need to eat. Good bye!

Sorry

2009-01-18T10:19:00.000-08:00

Sorry I haven't been posting.

There is absolutely NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT!

so... here is a funny video...

Twilight Series Theories

2008-12-20T11:20:00.000-08:00

Check it Out.

twilightseriestheories.com

they talk about all things Twilight.

Inside Scoop

2008-11-30T18:18:00.000-08:00

Well, as I have mentioned in previous blog entries, I am currently working on writing a story. I'm not really sure what to do with it when I'm done... maybe I'll send it to a publisher!

But That would be a miracle. I don't even have a title! And I don't want to get my hopes up...

GETTING TO THE POINT:

In my boredom... I have decided to put a little... snippet... for lack of a better word, on here and see what happens.

Who knows?

Back round information:

So the main character is Tyler, an average guy from Minnesota. His parents have gone away to Greece for the summer, and being responsible parents, they sent him to go stay with his 25 year old sister, Tavia. In this part, his grandparents are driving him to the airport, and there is a flashback involved, and a dream, and a goodbye. I love this scene. It's dear to my heart, so I hope you like it!

Chapter Two:

Ron and Shelly were waiting patiently in the car. I heard Ron unlock the trunk. It was one of their many quirks; there always had to be as much space as possible in their car. They didn’t even keep their wallets or purses or anything like that in the car with them. It always had to be in the trunk. I never did understand the idea behind that. It always made me chuckle when they made me pop the trunk to put my stuff in there. I lifted my suitcase into the biggest open spot next to Shelly’s purse, Ron’s wallet, some breath mints, about six dollars in change, and a pair of old glasses.

“Just in case I suddenly go blind while I’m driving,” Shelly told me one day when I asked, “I wouldn’t want to cause a big accident, now would I?”
“Are they even the right prescription?” I asked, suddenly very curious about the subject. Only eight, it didn’t take much to make me curious. I also was just trying to make conversation, as my mother requested.
“I don’t really know, but only seeing barely is better than being completely blind, right?”
“I don’t know, Grandma. It seems pretty dangerous either way,” I cautioned her.
“Oh, pish posh, sweetie. I know what I’m doing. I don’t need my eight year old grandson telling me what is and isn’t dangerous,” she babbled a little annoyed at my cautiousness even in my early years. “Why when I was a teenager, me and my gal pal Emily would do all sorts of dangerous stuff. Well, I should say that I did a lot of dangerous and reckless things, she mostly watched me. We were such crazy teens. But whenever we, I mean, I would get in trouble, she would somehow get me out of it. To this very day, I still don’t know how she did it.”
“Was Emily your best friend, grandma?” I asked.
“Oh yes,” she smiled. “My very best.”
“What happened to her?”
“Oh.” We stopped at a red light. I turned to see my grandma’s eyes starting to shimmer. “Well, that’s a pretty hard subject to talk about, sugar cakes. I mean we were the best of friends, practically joined at the hip. Since she had moved there when I was 16, we did everything together and it was really great. Our families got along, so there was no problem there. It was probably the happiest time of my life when she was there. But all of sudden, one day when were hanging out, just like any other day, she said that she was leaving. I was so confused; I couldn’t even say anything. She just, got up and left without saying goodbye or explaining anything.”
“Why did she do that?”
“I still don’t know, honey. That was the last time I have ever talked to her.” She sniffed and wiped the tear that had broken free of the prison behind her eyelids. “But that was ages ago.”
“Do you miss her a lot?”
“Not as much as I did. It was so hard the first couple of months. It was like having half of my soul was gone.”
“Wow, that sounds pretty harsh.”
“I guess. But she must’ve had a good reason to leave me.”
There was silence in the car. The soft hum of a saxophone swirled around the car, engulfing them in the peaceful melody that carried us into a place of thought. It was a simple song, a song of comfort, a song of relaxation. Jazz was always relaxing to me. But I still wondered something.
“Grandma?” I asked.
“Hmm?” she was still caught in the music, not yet ready to surrender.
“I was wondering. Where did you grow up? When you and Emily…”
“Well, I was growing up in a small town in Vermont. She had moved from Ontario with her parents and two younger sisters. They were lovely people, all of them. They were also abnormally beautiful, and I always thought they belonged in some big mansion in Hollywood or New York. They could all be models, even the little ones. I remember meeting them all for the first time…” she had trailed off, smiling at her private memory.

I smiled at the memory, still paused over the trunk. Finally, Ron honked. Another one of their quirks; they always hated to be late. I made one last check, to see if I had indeed put everything in the back of the car. As I swept, I saw a something that caught my eye.
It was a broken picture frame. I went to grab the old frame, thinking that Ron and Shelly had forgotten about it and would appreciate that it was found. I was also thinking of their safety, because I thought that if they were rummaging their trunk for something, it was almost guaranteed that they would slice their hand on the sharp bits of glass that now were trapped in the frame. I grabbed it, now feeling that he had done them a favor, and slammed the trunk closed. It was as I opened the car door that I noticed the red hand print I left on the handle.
Oh great.
Luckily, I always kept a couple of band-aids in my pocket. I’m glad that my mother taught me well, so the cut would be taken care of nicely. But it would be a little hard to explain the blood on the door without making me miss my flight. I glanced in the back window and saw a rag. How unusual, I thought. But I didn’t ponder the mystery rag in the car too long, for I became grateful for a way to clean up without alerting Shelly.
I slid smoothly into the back seat of the Camry. Even though the car was purchased four years ago, it still had the new car smell.
“Why hello there, kid,” Ron said cheerfully.
“Hi, R- grandpa,” I always called my grandparents by their first names behind their backs. My mother told me it was rude to do that, so I was lucky that I spared myself a long, extraneous conversation on respecting elders by my mother.
“Looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day today, isn’t it?” Ron was already driving onto the intersection where the diner was. He was like driving with a maniac. “Too bad you’re spending the summer with your sister. Now I always forget, where is she living nowadays?”
“Um. Tenneridge. It’s a pretty small town in Oregon,” I managed to say without reminding Ron to slow down. I was tempted to look in the diner’s parking lot, to see if one car still remained there…
“Oh that’s right!” Shelly said enthusiastically, showing that she remembered more than her husband, which brought me back into the car. “She moved there with her husband before the accident, right?”
I nodded. Why did she have to bring that up?
“Poor thing. I bet it must be hard for her. He was such a nice boy.”
“Now, what was his name?” Ron questioned. “Robert, wasn’t it?”
“No, I think it was Fred. Or was it Todd? Hmm, maybe it was Timothy. Yes, that’s it. Right, Tyler?” Shelly was determined to get this right.
“His name was Skyler.” I bluntly pointed out.
“Well, I was close,” Shelly spoke, her tone defeated.
“No you weren’t.” Ron pointed out.
“Yes I was, honey.”
“How in heaven’s name does Timothy sound like Skylark? “
“It’s Skyler, Grandpa.” I rolled my eyes.
“Whatever, it’s still not close.”
I knew this was going to go on for a while. They always fought about the silliest things. And the worst part about this whole thing is that even if they knew that they were both wrong, they still kept going. It bugged me so much. I hoped that when I got married one day, we wouldn’t argue as much as they did.
Looking out the window and seeing all of the moving scenery in front of me, it made me nauseous. I grabbed the mystery rag from behind me and started to mop up my hand. Most of the blood had already dried, so I had to spit on it to wipe the dried blood off so I didn’t look like a murderer of some sort. As I pressed the rag on my palm, I found the source of the blood. It was about a centimeter long, but still pretty deep. If I had some time, I would have given my hand a lot more attention than just a wimpy band-aid.
But, for now, that would have to do. So I peeled off it’s packaging and stuck it crudely on I cut. It was sufficient. I leaned my head against the window, my eyes suddenly felt heavy. Still listening to the hum of my grandparents’ arguing, I drifted off into sleep.
I was in a dark field, surrounded by many evergreens. It was pretty cold, for the beginning of summer, and I was wondering why I didn’t bring a coat. Thinking that my parka was somewhere in the clearing, I began to search in the trees. It was weird. I knew exactly where my parka was, but I still kept searching.
While searching, I saw someone. It was just the outline of a person, because they were about a hundred yards away from me. I called out to the figure, to help me look for my parka. The figure came closer to me. As the person came closer, I realized that the figure was a girl. She was very frail looking, like she hadn’t eaten in days. She inched towards me, very gracefully, almost as if she was floating.
She was one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. Almost too beautiful to be real, in fact. The sensation to reach out and stroke her perfectly smooth face was overpowering. When she was close enough for me to touch her, I reached out my arm. I could almost feel the satisfaction of touching her…
I stumbled forward, almost hitting the tree in front of me. I hadn’t noticed that she had taken about four steps back. I walked towards her to try again.
This time, I did see the girl move. And boy, was she quick? And graceful.
“Don’t be afraid.” I spoke softly. “I don’t want to hurt you. Can you help me?” I inched forward.
She came a little closer. I hadn’t noticed how young she was. She was probably ten years old.
“What’s your name?” I asked her.
She spoke in a soft, musical voice. “My name is Abigail.”
“Abigail. That is a nice name. What are you doing in the woods by yourself, Abigail?”
She gave me a mischievous smile, her teeth shown white against her ivory skin. Her piercing blue eyes, with a brilliant crimson ring outlining the irises, gazed into my soul. This should frighten me, but I was almost hypnotized. “I am hunting.”
“What are you looking for? There is nothing in these woods,” I stared at her, not understanding what she was trying to say.
“Oh, on the contrary. There is something in these woods.” Now I got uncomfortable. She was starting to scare me. She walked gracefully towards me.
“W-w-w-what do you see?” I stammered.
“I think you know what I see.”
And with that, I started running. I tried to find the way out, but it seemed like I was just running in circles. And she was keeping easy pace with me. She looked almost like an animal. The way she ran and stalked me was like a cat. There was a big grin on her tiny face.
Suddenly I was stopped, unable to run anymore. I wanted to keep going, but my body was unable to move. I was trying to force myself to move when she came upon mr. She looked quite frightening for a ten-year-old little girl.
“What’s wrong?” she asked genuinely. Her head tilted to the right.
“I-uh-I-uhmm,” I stumbled over the words. Wasn’t it obvious?
“Aren’t you going to run?” There was a little more frustration in her voice, but not enough to alter the pure curiosity in her voice.
“I… can’t,” I whispered.
“Well, why not? Aren’t you afraid?”
“I’m…” I gulped, “terrified, actually.”
“Why?”
“Well, you said that you were hunting me, and then chasing me. Aren’t you trying to hunt me?”
Silence. I didn’t breath; nothing was in the woods to move except Abigail, and she was still. Even the subtle breeze in the trees stopped its humming to listen to what was going to happen. It was almost deafening. It was impossible to escape the engulfing emptiness of sound and movement.
Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the small whisper of a familiar voice.
“Ty?”
It was my sister, Tavia. Except, she was very young, about the same age as Abigail. She walked quietly towards us in her favorite dress and her hair done up in ribbons, just like when she was little. She walked to my side and grabbed my hand.
“Tyler, who is your friend?” She started at Abigail, bewilderment in her eyes.
She smiled. Then they both smiled at each other, as if they were having a private conversation.
Then Tavia turned from Abigail to me.
“She’s really pretty.” She smiled. “Do you wanna play with me?”
The corner of Abigail’s mouth twitched into a mischievous grin. “Of course,” she stated. “But first, I have to eat. I am quite hungry.”
She turned back to me, while I looked at Tavia. Tavia knew what she meant, and seemed totally at peace.
“Okay.” She whispered. Tavia was walking away, waiting for her newfound friend to finish eating before they played.
Next thing I knew, I was shouting. “TAVIA! Aren’t you going to help me? HELP ME!”
My voice echoed throughout the clearing, but no one came to my rescue. Abigail was getting closer and closer. She kept repeating my name with each step she took…
“Tyler? Tyler, we’re here, honey,” Shelly spoke softly.
I opened my eyes, realizing that the clearing was now off in a distance. And I definitely did not want to return.
Ron had unlocked the trunk for me, so I was able to get my stuff. He wasn’t into the whole goodbye nonsense. There was always a feeling of distance between Ron and me. But it never really troubled me. I had other things on my mind; more important than worrying if Ron didn’t like me.
But Shelly was the entire opposite. She frequently reminded me how much she cared for me and how she hated to be more than a half an hour away from me at all times, like she always was. She opened her car door and walked to the end of the car. I got out slowly, and then took the rag to the door and made sure the handle was blood-free. As I walked towards the trunk, I stuffed the rag in an empty pocket in my jeans so that Shelly wouldn’t fuss. I reached the trunk at the same time as her, so I could save her the burden of pulling my heavy suitcase out of the car. Well, for her it was heavy; I could lift it with one hand.
Shelly looked down. Then, she curiously asked, “Where did you get that frame?”
I glanced down at my hand. “Oh. I found it in your trunk. The glass was broken and I didn’t want you guys to cut yourself on it.” I looked back up into Shelly’s confused face. “Is there something wrong. Grandma?”
Her face was blank. It looked like someone had just sucked the soul right out of her. It worried me. But before I could say anything, she spoke in a small voice. “That’s me and Emily. Her father took that picture.”
In all of the hurry, I never did glance at what the frame held. It was a black and white photo that showed two girls, beaming at the camera. I immediately figured out where Shelly stood in the picture. She hadn’t changed much, just her age made look different. I glanced at the girl who occupied the other half of the photo. Beautiful, was the only word I could come up with. Almost too beautiful, in fact. It reminded me of the little girl her saw in my dream…
I shuddered, and pushed the dream back into my head.
There was a honk that snapped us both back to the present. We both stood there, awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do next. Carefully, I took the picture out of its hazardous prison and handed the photo to Shelly. She took it gingerly, like I just handed her a grenade that would explode at any minute.
“Thank you, honey. This really means a lot to me,” she gave me a warm-hearted smile. A tear started to roll down her cheek.
She glanced down at the suitcase I clutched in my other hand. “Well, it’s getting late, and I wouldn’t want you missing your flight.” She feebly slammed the trunk shut. I wondered if it had even closed all the way. “Now, come here and give your Grammy a hug,” she outstretched her arms so that I could give her a hug. I obeyed, even though I usually protested against this type of stuff in public, but I made an exception. I really was going to miss Shelly, my own personal comforter. “I’m going to miss you so much, cupcake. Make sure you call me as soon as you land.”
“I will, don’t worry,” I whispered in her ear, smiling. I was glad that someone was going to miss me.
“And make sure you call me when you get in. And then check in with me every week. So I don’t go crazy,” she sniffed, but smiled at me. She slowly started to unravel herself, trying to enjoy the last moments she had with me. I gave her a little extra squeeze, before I, too, started to let go.
“Make sure you give Tavia our best. And keep each other safe and out of trouble.” She gave me a sheepish smile, knowing that she really only had to worry about one person getting into trouble, and that certainly was not me.
“I’ll try my best. Make sure you tell Grandpa I said goodbye. And… thanks so much, Grandma. For driving me today and just for everything. It really means a lot to me. I love you so much,” I smiled.
Shelly was trying her best to hold back her tears, but her eyes were overflowing and starting to run down her cheeks.
“I love you so much, sweetie,” she stated, her voice shaking. “Have fun!” she gave him a small squeeze with her hand and returned to the passenger’s seat inside the car. As I started walking towards the airport doors, I decided to sneak one last glance of his grandmother.
But the car was already speeding away, and I couldn’t see her face. My heart started to ache. “Bye, Grams.” I whispered, as I realized that a small tear had rolled down on to my cheek.

So what do you think?!

MY Sisters

2008-11-24T21:37:00.000-08:00

Are amazing.

Thanks Kaitlin for making my layout. It looks great. :) Plus, you're just a good person.

Natalie, Thanks so much for coming home and surprising Melissa and I and coming home to see the midnight premiere of Twilight. Even though it... wasn't as good as as the book.Melissa, thanks for always driving me everywhere and letting me come along for all of the crazy rides. I really think you are great.

the Swish and Spit...

2008-11-09T16:27:00.000-08:00

I am sitting on couch, watching about my 10th movie this whole weekend.

I hate my cheeks.

I look like a chipmunk.

And it hurts soooooooo much.

Brynn-wisdom teeth=very swelled chipmunk.

Giving Thanks to my Birth

2008-11-05T20:28:00.000-08:00

Yes, this year my birthday lands on Turkey day. I'm psyched.

List:

scarves
dark skinny jeans
anything Twilight related, except the four books.
anything Jonas Brothers, except for the albums.
cute bras and underwear
pjs?
perfume: Daisy by Marc Jacobs, Vera Wang Princess, Abercombie 8.
cute sweaters/cardigens/jackets
cute graphic tees

and more stuff.
but I like a lot of stuff.

Pineapple Express

2008-11-05T20:25:00.000-08:00

So, I have been eating pineapple three times a day for getting my wisdom teeth out tomorrow. It's supposed to help with the swelling.

All I know is that I better not get anything nasty from this. I will be so pissed.

But I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty nervous.

:/

Brynn's Super Short Show

2008-10-18T12:12:00.000-07:00

So, this week was WEIRD!

All of the freshmen were all in a tizzy this week...because homecoming is ONLY a week away!

Whoppi.

Anyways, this year's theme is Shipwrecked on an Island with You.
hmmm. what do you think?

but I WAS IN THE ASSEMBLY ON FRIDAY!! I had to teach the whole school the saints beat BY MYSELF because stupid LARISA was like... I'm NOT going to talk, even though we were supposed to do it together. I was so mad. But apparently, I did a good job, which was nice to hear.

That's all for this week.

So since this is such a short post and I haven't put a video on for a while, here is the pilot episode of The Feelings of Dr. Marcia Fieldstone.
Part One:

Part Two:

Part Three:

Part Four:

Cut Off the Tags

2008-10-15T16:09:00.000-07:00

8 Tv shows I like to watch:

1.Gossip Girl

2.Heroes

3.One Tree Hill

4.24

5.Hannah Montana

6.Wizards of Waverly Place

7.Paris Hilton's My New BFF

8.The Suite Life

8 Things that happened yesterday:

1.woke up at 5:30. literally died.

2.actually went to seminary. But i go every morning... :)

3. attended stupid high school. yikes.

4. showered. i love showers.

5. went to melissa and maggie's swim meet in mercer island.

6. got yummy blizzards at Dairy Queen. And Dad got the killer ice cream cone. HAHA

7. followed Melissa to Jenae and Nicole's house in Coupie. haha

8.stayed up until 11, to help Melissa find something to wear.

8 favorite places to eat:

1.P.F. Changs

2.Maple Leaf

3.Pagliacci

4.Rudy's

5. Wendy's BOYYY

6. Burger Master

7. Dick's

8.Chipotle

8 things I'm looking forward to:

1. Homecoming, surprisedly.

2. Natalie to come home!

3. My 15th Birthday

4. Getting my braces off.

5. the c team football game tonight.

6. Melissa to say the prayer at Standards Night. HA

7. Sleeping.

8. Chirstmas!

8 things i'm passionate about:

1. life

2. family

3. church

4. friends

5. music

6. writing

7. sleeping

8. smiling.

Sadly, no one reads my blogs, so I have no one to tag.

Brynniegirl77

2008-10-03T16:45:00.001-07:00

help me, rhonda!

2008-09-27T19:01:00.000-07:00

please.

i want to change my header, but i dont know how.

ugh. im a hot mess right about now.

yikes

2008-09-24T14:46:00.000-07:00

okay...

my blog is a complete mess. Bear with me please!

Thanks

Utah

2008-09-09T14:17:00.000-07:00

Well.

As you can see, I have no will power to blog more than 2 days straight, so here is all of the highlights of my Utah trip:

Especially for Youth. It was an amazing experience. Definitely want to go back.
My sister Kaitlin's graduation. Congratz. :)
Jump on It, part 2.

haha well, there was more, but I really can't think. So here is another really short post. More is coming.

Bellevue School District Strike Day Number: 30

2008-09-09T14:09:00.000-07:00

Okay, maybe I am over-exaggerating a teeny bit. But it sure feels that way. I am honestly so over this whole strike thing. The school district said that they want to see all of the students in classrooms, but are "unwilling to compromise your education by giving in to the current offer."

um... i don't know about you, but my B.S. radar is spiking.

what they really are saying is... "we want to get you in school, but we want more money."

screw money. give me more than 6 weeks of fun in the sun.
please?

The Dawn is Breaking

2008-08-17T10:04:00.000-07:00

WARNING!! SPOILERS ARE AHEAD!

So, let's just say that one of the reasons I went down to Utah was for the Breaking Dawn release party in Provo/Orem. Let's just say, one of the most crazy experiences EVER. Well, maybe not that crazy, but uhh... it was intense.
So that whole day we had been on the road, driving from Boise to Provo which is about a 6 or 7 hour drive. Ew. Anyways we gt in to Twilight mood of course... by listening to Twilight on tape. MY mom had never read the books so we got her to read Twilight. But, the mission to have all of the Dew ladies in love with the books, failed. Mother was not obsessed. Sad.
So finally, we got there and dinked around for a couple of hours because the part didnt start until like 9:30 or 10 anyways. We decided to make some sweet shirts, so we could win the contest. And I must say, our shirts were AWESOME! Here, take a look:
Kaitlin: Pale is the new Black(front) Vampires SUCK [in a good way] (back)

Melissa: ...And a HOT place

Brynn: STUCK between a rock...

So mine and Melissa's shirts go together so it would be stuck between a rock and a hot place. Clever, huh? So it's like stuck between Edward and Jacob. Don't you just love Melissa's fur collar? Mine had rhinestones all over it. Pretty sweet, huh?
So we got there finally after scrambling to get our shirts done and let's just say, it was a mad house in there. Let's just say there are SO many Twilight crazies there... WOW.
But the sucky part was that we didn't even win the contest! Some dumb girl dressed up as Alice and her shirt said, "I already know what happens". Seriously? Whatever, I'm over it.
So...fast forward through all of the waiting/ANNOYING Harry Potter fans behind us being dumb dumbs, going to Smiths and getting energy drinks and cookie dough, and finally getting into comfy clothes, we opened the book and started reading.

SPOILERS NOW!!!!!

Okay, so after reading the book the first time, I kind of actually didn't like it. Which is so surprising to me since I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE Stephenie's books and writing. I was like... what?... through the entire book. I thought that it could not be possible that I wouldn't like this book. I mean, I have been waiting for this book for like... ever.
So, since I am kind of stubborn and I force myself to do a lot of things, I took to re-reading the book a second time. And honestly, I really do kind of love it now. And no, I did not force myself to love it. I only have a couple of problems with it.

Okay, so I was so pumped for someone to die. But no one did. Except for Irina. That one was gay. No one knew her really, so why even put her in? And then kill her. Seriously, grow some, Stephenie and kill Jasper. Just kidding, don't kill him. I love him. Maybe Renee or Sam or something.
Speaking of Renee.... Reneesme? WHAT?! Is that a serious name? Or is she/Bella on serious heavy duty crack? I really do hate that name. Like Russia hates Georgia. I say ReNOsme.
I kind of hate the whole part where Paul imprinted on Rebecca. No, Paul needs to end up alone or until he gets into some serious anger management classes.
I wanted Leah to imprint on someone! Why is she alone and Paul with Jacob's sister?
The Romanian vampires. ... yeah they just kind of creep me out. I wish the Volturi would have killed them or something.
I thought it was weird that Jessica and Mike still ended up together. Why that bothers me... I don't have a sure answer, but I just don't know about that.
Bella being preggo was beyond weird. It brought weird images to my mind. Plus sometimes it was over the top how she would like, drink blood. EW. SO. GROSS. Plus, she hated blood. And I hate when it described her belly. Can you say, T.M.I?

Other thoughts? Yes:

Bella turning into a vampire... loved it. Her power? Not so much. I wanted her to be like... Super Vampire. Like... be able to have every power, you know? Well, maybe I'll save that for my power when I turn into a vampire. And it will happen, trust me.
Reneesme's power. Pretty sweet. But she is pretty lazy for a vampire. "Oh, I don't feel like speaking" and smacks her little hand on your face. Mmm, I'm pretty sure if I could talk when I was a couple of months old, I would totally talk all the time.
Jacob becoming an Alpha. SO HOT. Like, if I could, I would seriously ask him to love me.
I LOVE SETH CLEARWATER! He is so cute.
I can't believe I am saying this, but I kind of hated Alice for leaving. I'm sorry, Alice. I still totally love you.
I really like how Stephenie split the book in three books.
I love Jacob's book chapter titles. Like a lot. Life sucks, and then you die. Brilliant.
I freaking love Emmett Cullen. He was so funny in this book.

So, I guess that's it. If I have more, i'll make another post.

could it be...?

2008-08-15T16:06:00.000-07:00

YES IT IS!

it's a new update! Woohoo! Aren't you proud of me? Well, I am proud of myself.

but ANYWAYS....

It's now the middle of August, which is awesome. But that means schools starts in like... 2 weeks. Whoa, that hit me hard. So weird that I am now going to high school, but I am so excited. This summer I have been pretty busy, with being home for a week and a half total in the month of July and still haven't been him since the start of August, because I went to the Breaking Dawn opening premiere party in Provo(Orem, if you know where that is), which was CRAZY!!! But I will have more of my adventures in Utah in later blogs, which I PROMISE I will get to as soon as I can. I also spent a week on the beautiful BYU campus to go to EFY. Again, awesome. And then from that I have been kickin' it with Matt and Kaitlin until Kaitlin's graduation from college.

Well, that was a brief update on why I have been on blog hiatus, so see everyone later!

Summer Days, Drifting Away

2008-07-16T16:36:00.000-07:00

Well, it seems like no one even really cares that I haven't been making any new posts.

Tear, :'(

So, here is what I have been up to so far this summer:

I went on my family reunion in Texas. So much fun to see all of my cousins and family on my Dad's side. The weather was so hot and humid, but not as bad as I thought it would be. There, we went to the nation's largest water park, Shlitterbaun (yes, that is the real name of the water park. I thought it was a joke), went out on Lake Austin on the 4th of July, and ate some real Texas barbeque. If you ever get a chance to go down to Texas, look for a Rudy's. Some of THE best food I have ever eaten.
Natalie came home and now we are sharing my bedroom. It's nice to have her home again.
I have literally been counting the days until Breaking Dawn comes out (16!!!!). And to keep me busy and in the Twilight frame of mind, I have been re-reading all of the books and associating with everything Twilight. Like, did you know that there is going to be a Twilight encyclopedia-type-thing? SO EXCITED FOR THAT!
hanging out with friends, going swimming, shopping... all of that summer stuff.

So that's it. My exciting summer... isn't really happening.

First Days Of Summer

2008-06-22T22:04:00.000-07:00

Yikes! I haven't posted in FOREVER! I will become much more better in the coming months since I am officially OUT of middle school and going into HIGH SCHOOL! I am so ecstatic I can barely breathe. But quite a few things have happened while I have been away...

First and foremost, I ACHIEVE PRESIDENTIAL FITNESS! I know, I can barely believe it myself. But I made it with a 7:11 mile. wow.

Second, I spent my last couple of days of middle school looking forward to Thursday, and not just because I got out of school that day... :D Let's just say I was going to see a certain someone at a picnic... but more of that later. I signed yearbooks, said my goodbyes to all of my underclassmen friends, and all of that good stuff with no real reason to feel sad not to come back. It wasn't a real end, just a beginning (I know, SO CHEESY). The yearbooks that I helped create were a real success and were AH-DORED by basically the whole student body, which put me in a pretty good mood when they came out.

Third, it was finally Eighth grade Graduation(recognition as all of my teachers said). It was nice to be honored in all of my achievements. Drama, Presidential Fitness, Social Studies, World Language, and WEB were just a few of them. It wasn't as sad as i thought, until I got back into the small gym where my purse was. Someone during the ceremony had snuck in and took my phone and the girls that was next to mine. Which was a total bummer, because even though my phone was literally worth about 10 cents, I still practically LIVED off of it, so it was hard to cope with for a few days. But life went on.

Fourth, the Picnic. Oh my goodness, SO MUCH FUN! It was basically 4 hours of hanging out with my Odle friends that I haven't seen in a while. Which meant I saw the boy that I liked. :D so awesome. Kaitlin and Natalie, you would approve. He is VERY cute. :)

Next was the 8th grade party put on by the PTSA at Highland. It was a night full of dancing and again hanging out with my friends. But this time, I cried because one of my really good friends is going to Skyline next year, so we had a good crying session and I had at least 20 people come up and ask if I was okay. OBVIOUSLY, if I am crying, I'm not. But, we all said our goodbyes and dried our tears so we could have fun.

Then, there was the CAMP ROCK premiere party at my house. It was ROCKIN. haha. It was a lot better than i had anticipated. But I had really low expectations so... But it's fine. For sure won't win any Oscars. :)

And last and certainly not least, I got a new phone to replace my old one. YAY! It is the same number and everything, which is nice. It is a purple Nokia 5310 XpressMusic. SO CUTE!

So that is basically it.

I will update more tomorrow!

PEACE AND LOVE!

Final...s

2008-06-10T19:36:00.001-07:00

I am so excited.

For one thing, there are only 8 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT! I almost can't believe it. But, I really hate middle school so I am glad to be out of it. I honestly don't feel at all sad because I will see everyone next year.

But, this also brings up finals, which I have in almost every class except English and T.A. Yes, even in P.E. And what would a P.E. final consist of? Well, fitness tests. Sit ups, push ups, sit and reach, mile run, shuttle run, and pacer. Let's just say, I have officially reached Presidential Fitness in every category...! Except the mile run. The time I have to get is 7:59, and my time is 8:59. Impossible.

So, now I must resort to cheating if I have any prayer of making it.

Awesome.

Gone Fishin'?

2008-05-31T16:13:00.000-07:00

So this past Friday and Saturday, the 30-31 of May, was the Bellevue Seventh Ward's Youth Conference. And let's just say that I really did enjoy myself. I thought it would be boring, and it would've been better to stay in my own bed instead of a "cabin."

But honestly, I had so much fun.

I CAUGHT ONE OF MY FIRST FISHES EVER! It was pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. Now, if you don't know me too well, I have a "fear" of touching fish or seeing them killed. So you can kind of imagine what was happening. Let's just say I was screaming at the top of my lungs whenever the fish would flop all over the place while the leaders were trying to kill it, because it had swallowed the hook. So, after Brother Carlson so rudely ended the fish's life by thumping its head on the dock, I was pretty proud of myself, knowing that I was able to catch a fish. I thought that was all I was going to see of my fish again.

Oh, I was wrong.

At dinner, other people had also caught some rainbow trout and they wanted to cook them up. I bravely volunteered to prepare the fish and cook it. It was so cool, but something that I would not like to describe in detail because it would make you all sick. So, after frying the fish, I got really brave and tried it. And let me tell you, it is SO GOOD!

So I am pretty proud of myself this weekend.

pictures soon, once I receive them myself.

Bye!

Breaking Dawn?

2008-05-29T17:32:00.001-07:00

Since there is officially like... two days until the first chapter of Breaking Dawn is aired to the public. So... in honor of that... here are some awesome behind the scenes footage of the movie Twilight.

Prom Scene:

La Push:

Jacob being... well Jacob :)

yay!

Rain Drops are Falling on my Head

2008-05-21T15:12:00.000-07:00

It's a rainy day in May in Seattle...

Typical.

Being sick kind of sucks... especially when it's nice, like this whole weekend was. But of course, I snuck outside and enjoyed the sunshine as much as I could.

But yeah...

really short post,
I dont really have a lot to say today.

Maybe later today..

and when I say that, I mean probably like 2 days from now..

haha

And So The Lamb Fell In Love With the Lion

2008-05-18T10:48:00.000-07:00

As the request of my sisters, I have decided to update (even though my life is definitely not as exciting as it seems).

This past week, I have started to reread the Twilight series. And let me just say, every time i read the books, I fall in love with Edward all over again. And then, I get disappointed when I remember that Edward doesn't even exist.

WHY OH WHY CAN HE NOT EXIST?!?!

but anyways,

I am now hyped up about the movie and the new book on August 2nd! I think I am going to put a countdown on my page, if I can figure out how.

Haha I feel like a blogging UFO.

but yes.

Also, after about a 2 month break, I have gotten back to writing again. It feels good, to lose myself in the story and not have to worry about things. It's probably on my top five favorite feelings I have ever experienced in my short 14 years.

Hmm... sometime I will explain this feeling later.

And I might put part of my story up here for people to read...

I still haven't decided. Only one person has seen part of my story, but I am thinking about taking out that part. I am not sure yet.

I love, but hate being a writer.

I might update later.

FIRST BLOG?!

2008-05-10T11:30:00.000-07:00

Okay, so I know I am breaking like, the two most essential rules of blogging...

but really...
I dont care and plus I will be ahead of the game.

So..
i have started this blog in hope that I will blog more often, but since practically spend most of my time either on myspace or youtube, I am not quite sure that my plan will work.
but that is fine with me.

Well, this is the first blog on my own blog site, which is pretty exciting for me!
but I am going to go..
thanks!