http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:anniehorselover&section=today deviantART RSS for by:anniehorselover en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Fri, 04 Dec 2009 06:37:34 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/28467264/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/28467264/ Fri, 20 Nov 2009 11:56:42 PST
Anyway, as you know, a LOT of my earlier deviations had photoshopped backgrounds and/or skies. I was such a lazy bum. However, now I consider making backgrounds on photoshop is like cheating, which is why I always resort to the 5 hour long, messy-looking colored pencil sky. I need to figure out how to make a more convenient sky! Anyway, so the drawings that did have that, I either found them, re-did them in pencil, and re-uploaded them, or just deleted them if they weren't one of my better ones. You might have noticed that a lot of my older ones are missing. The ones that are digital that AREN'T deleted are either being edited right now or I'm still deciding what to do with them. I also found out that my drawings are much better when you have a model, so I'll probably be using my Breyer horses as models, in case you recognize some of the poses.
I also am going to start up the Lucky story again, but this time in literature form, because I think figured out how to do it.
LAST, but not least, I was wondering if I should have another contest. If you comment on this journal, make sure you also tell me whether or not you think I should make another contest. And if you do, can you give me an idea of what it could be about?

Thanks, and peace out everybody!

Annie

]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/28073365/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/28073365/ Sat, 31 Oct 2009 19:54:18 PDT 1gymnast1) and Emily (~kakashigirl1995) at the same time while I was on the bathroom, so I stayed in there for a really long time because whenever a text went out another text came in. Finally I went downstairs and watched Spongebob for an hour or so. My dad came downstairs and brought me breakfast–Annie's Chocolate and Vanilla Bunnies–and I ate them. After that, I suggested that we go see the Harry Potter Exhibit and the Science Museum. Dad and I got ready, and then we went to the library, hoping to get passes. They were all out though. And while we were there, I had to return my Pendragon book (that I wasn't finished with) that was already overdue, which I will have to pay for one of these days...
Anyway, the passes were all out, so we just decided to go regular. We drove into Porter Square, parked the car, and went into the subway station for the red line train. We rode the red line (without being separated) to Park St. where we got off and changed for the green line train. After we got off the green line at Science Park, we walked over to the science museum. As soon as we walked in the door we saw the giant horse chess piece that Ron rides in the first movie. It was amazing! I wanted to get on and ride it!
When we went to pay, we looked at the prices... 26$ for an adult, 23$ for children. That would be a total of 49$, and we really can't afford to pay that much these days! Daddy thought that it would be around 10 or 15$. We really should have gotten that pass earlier in the week. I started to cry... I didn't want daddy to spend that much money, but at the same time I wanted to go see the exhibit. Daddy said we could go, even though I was a bit unsure to whether he was actually willing to spend that much money or if he just did it because I was crying. Either way, we got tickets, and the guy also gave us free tickets to the regular museum for another time.
We went up the stairs an came to the entrance. There was a small group of people there, and it moved quickly. The group stopped at a platform with a stool on it. A guy with an authentic British accent explained some things to us. Then he asked for a volunteer. I raised my hand, but another girl was picked. The guy asked her what her favorite house was. She said Gryfinndor. Then he put the Sorting hat on her head and it announced (through speakers on the walls) that she was in Gryfinndor. Then he asked for another volunteer, and I was picked! He asked me what my favorite house was, and I said Ravenclaw. He said, "Ah, a bit of a brainiac then?" I smiled and said yes. because it's true. The hat announced I was in Ravenclaw. After that, another person went and was sorted into Slytherin because she didn't know much about Harry Potter. When that was over, we went into a dark room and watched clips of Harry Potter movies. Then the curtain lifted and we all walked into a room with multiple props set up, and it went on like that for the rest of the exhibit. It was AWESOME–there were the actual clothes worn by the cast, Harry's glasses, their dormitory beds and nightstands, almost everybodies' wands, the sorcerers stone and time turner, everyone's outfits and robes, Harry and Draco's broomsticks, the Quidditch balls, Professor Umbridges office with the paper that says "I will not tell lies", the Gryfinndor common room message board, educational decrees, some stuff from the great hall including Bertie Bott's every flavor beans and Chocolate Frogs, Hagrid's hut with his chair (I sat in it with my dad!), a thestral baby (one of my favorites), Buckbeak the hippogryff, and pretty much anything and everything else you could think of!!! It was SOOOOO MUCH FUN!!!
After we sucessfully rode the trains back, we were starving. As we arrived and drove into the driveway, we saw that many people were already trick-or-treating. We weren't home and we didn't have any candy! When we got in, I relaxed and watched TV. The doorbell rang. It was Susannah, Allison, and Erin. I said, "Hey guys! What do you want?""Candy.""Well, we don't have any candy. Sorry!" The next time I was nicer. "Hey there! I'm really sorry, we just got home, and we don't have any candy. Sorry about that!" I finally ate dinner, and mom suggested that I don't go trick-or-treating this year. I really wanted to. So I partially got into my equestrian costume, skipping the white shirt and my riding boots, and rode my stick horse Snowflake into the darkness with my dad. Nobody else was out trick-or-treating anymore. It didn't feel like Halloween. I was depressed. We didn't trick-or-treat nearly as far as we usually do, because it did... ]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/27021226/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/27021226/ Fri, 04 Sep 2009 18:28:05 PDT then you already know what happened, but you should read this anyway. If you don't have a watch on her, plz click on her icon and go do than right now. Anyway, I am on vacation in NJ. my grandma lives in Wildwood, and Emily lives in the next town over!! So as soon as we became friends, we planned this. We left our house at quarter to 12 and arrived late because MapQuest was a fail. But Emily and I exchanged gifts and had lunch on her awesome back porch. Then Emily gave me the...... GRAND TOUR!!! Her house is megawickedawesome. We went to her room and looked at fails and completely awesome sketches that she better post here! And we chatted and stuffs. I also got to see her dog Bella and her kitties who were SOOO cute!! And I also got to see behind the scenes of where she puts up her deviations with her awesome WIRELESS KEYBOARD!!!! Then we went out to her barn, and I helped groom and tack her pony Peppy. She rode him first in the micro-teeny-miniature indoor arena and then I did. We walked trotted and cantered. Peppy's canter is megawickedawesome. Except I kept feeling like I was going to crash into walls because I'm not used to arenas that small! I had to roll my stirrups TWICE, and neither Emily nor I knew how to do it, so it was a mega fail. But it worked, so we must've done something right! I was DYING to jump over something (addiction- what can I say?) but Emily said that there were no jumps except in a paddock on the other side of the lake. And they were fails. But I managed to set up a cute little cross rail when we walked Peppy outside to cool off. He jumped it while trotting with Emily leading him, and since we found that fence, Emily and I are going to ride in there tomorrow (or whenever) and practice jumping. Not too high, since Emily hasn't jumped in a while, but she'll remember as soon as she starts. I CANNOT WAIT!!! Emily, if you are reading this, please call me so we can organize a get-together. I'd really like to do the jumping, and after that maybe I could even show you Seahorse Farm!

Then we got slushies and water ices, which were DELISH, and I was sad to go. I also left my flip-flops there, but who cares? I had SOOOO much fun, I hope we do it again tomorrow! And the next day. ANd the next day. And the next day. And the next day. And... You get my point!

]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26772206/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26772206/ Sun, 23 Aug 2009 10:20:25 PDT Jeez, it makes me nervous even to write about it! But, I like to write down important things in my life so I can always keep them, so here it is: Me and one of my friends (Eva, from anxiety camp) decided to go to a Greenfest (environmentally friendly stuff–yay!) in Boston. I like to use every excuse possible to take the subway, because I find it fun! (Not anymore, though.) So we took the MBTA Red Line train, then switched and rode the Green Line for one stop. Then we got to Government Center and walked outside to see the Greenfest. It was really cool. They had high-tech energy efficient cars, and one of them ran on wood! We also saw enery efficient home supplies, and Eva and I did this experiment with M&M's to see how we could reduce harmful things to the Earth (don't ask). It was 86 degrees farenheit and, like, 80% humidity! I was DYING out there!!!!! So we go into this big building (I forget the name... something Hall) and walk ALL the way to the other end and FINALLY get overpriced ice-cream that isn't as good as the stuff we get at home. So then we go into Newbury Comics and I get this really cool 3-d drawing pad that turns your drawings 3d when you look at them through the glasses. I used it to draw the picture: 3-d Doodles of Fear and Love. ANYWAY, then me and Eva looked at some funny LOLcat books while my dad waited outside, and then we went back to the train station to catch the (gulp) dreaded Green Line train. But I didn't know it at the time. Anyway, when we got there there was this green line that was just about to leave, but Eva was a little bit behind, so my Dad said to me, "get on first." So I did, but then just as they were about to get on the doors closed, and I pounded on the door and my dad pounded on the door and then they were running alongside the train (thank god it was the Green Line that only goes, like, 2 miles an hour) and he was giving me the "one minute" sign with his index finger (little did I know that he actually meant, "one stop." And then he wasn't running alongside the train anymore, both of them were swallowed by the darkness. I was obviously in major panic mode, being Annie with severe separation anxiety, but I swear the camp helped because at that time, I wasn't worried, I was scared! Oh, and did I mention there was no one else in the train car? that's because it was turning around the little station to go the other way. Anyway, in like, two seconds I dashed further into the train car and found an emergency intercom button (thank freakin' god for emergency intercoms!! So without thinking I pressed it and a black lady's head stuck out of the little compartment at the front of the car and yelled, "Hello?" So I run up to her and I'm hyperventilating and stuff but I manage to say (not calmly) "Well I got on the train at government center (where we were) and then the doors closed so my dad and my friend couldn't get on so now I'm just on here by myself!!!!" So she asked me a couple questions like my name, how old I was, when I got on (a few seconds ago) and then the train pulled back into government center in the other direction and the lady called for a security dude and the dude asked me the same questions (I'm still hyperventilating and on the verge of tears, here) and then he asked me what my daddy looked like and I told him he had a dark green shirt on with a white symbol and it said "six hertz." And then I tried calling him from the dude's cell phone but I only got an answering machine, my worst nightmare, and I yell to the dude, "He's not the-he-he-here!" and I'm still holding his phone, but he says, "don't worry, we'll find him." And then I realize the phone is still in my hand recording a message so I quickly yell "Daddy? Are you there? Please come find me, I'm back at government center where we started, so..." I forget the rest of the message, it was so desperate. Anyway, we're just looking around, and I'm still not crying but madly hyperventilating, and just when all hell breaks loose and I try calling him again, the dude says, "is that... ]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26271519/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26271519/ Thu, 30 Jul 2009 08:17:43 PDT

Also, a few days ago Daddy took me to the aquarium. It was some of the most fun of my life!! We saw penguins, seals, fish, turtles, sharks, stingrays, and (my personal favorite) Hermit crabs and Seahorses! The hermit crabs were marine, but I still knew a lot about them. During the presentation at the touchtank, I told the nice lady Sam about my five hermit crabs and that I just love them. So, for any hermit crab questions, she wanted ME to answer! Cool, no? She also said I should sign up for employment there and I would have a lot of fun. Anyway, most of the hermies were smalls or micros, and they were shy. But I picked up a medium and he LOVED me! I only held him underwater of course, but he stayed on me for a good half hour before we had to leave the touch tank. I named him Sam. At the gift shop, we were searching all over, and then I finaklly got to the back corner and founf stuffed hermitcrabs!! I got one and named him Sam. It was so much FUN at the aquarium!!!

]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26090027/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/26090027/ Tue, 21 Jul 2009 15:10:03 PDT
The rules were that you had to look through my gallery and find your top 5 favorite deviations, the ones you think were the best. We had 6 people enter (amazing, huh? T_T) and they were:

Thunderpuddles96
Leadmare
The PineHillPlains 221
Kakashigirl1995
Nudi-Alfen
and 1gymnast1.

THOSE WERE NOT THE PLACINGS!!! Those were the people who ENTERED.

Anyway, here were the lists they made:


Leadmare:

1. Libertad for Leadmare
2. Lucky At the Beach
3. Forever and Always
4. Sunset And Lucky
5. Graduate

ThePineHillPlains221:

1. Free At Last
2. Midnight, Lucky's Dam
3. Twister, Lucky's Fourth Foal
4. Libertad for Leadmare
5. Forever and Always

Kakashigirl1995:

1. Free At Last
2. Proud Rear
3. Cute Foal Crescent
4. Libertad for Leadmare
5. Curious Newborn

Nudi-Alfen

1. Crescent In The Stars
2. The Birth of Aurora
3. Proud Rear
4. Lucky Meets a Butterfly
5. Please Don't Go

1gymnast1:

1. Lucky Bucking
2. Please Don't Go
3. Stay Away From My Mares
4. Forever and Always
5. Twister, Lucky's Fourth Foal

Unfortunately, Thunderpuddles96 chose a deviation that I had deleted, and never replied back with a new list, so I couldn't include her. I am SOOOOO sorry!

Anyway, here is MY to 5:

1. Free at Last
2. Midnight, Lucky's Dam
3. Stay Away From My Mares
4. Curious Newborn Colored
5. Lucky Meets a Butterfly

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for...... PLACINGS!!!!!

In fifth place we have... Nudi-Alfen, with ONE answer correct!
In fourth place we have... Leadmare, who got ZERO correct, but was closer than Nudi-Alfen! (no offense)
In third place we have... 1gymnast1, with TWO answers correct!
In second place we have... kakashigirl1995, with TWO answers correct!
And... in first place... the winner is.... (drumroll please)........
http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/25779784/ Tue, 07 Jul 2009 16:53:45 PDT
This is a contest journal, so anybody who receives this OR sees this can participate.

DEADLINE ANNOUNCED!
Deadline: July 21 (posted July 7) If you are reading this on July seventh, then the deadline is 2 weeks from now.

How To Play This Contest:

1. Look through my gallery
2. Find 5 pictures you really like
3. Make a list of the deviations you think are my top five
4. Send the list as a reply to this journal

Also

If I upload any new deviations, and you'd like to add them to your list, just add another comment with your new list. You can update or change your list as many times as you want.

How To Win:

I will look through the lists of people who participate. Then, I'll decide whose list most similar to MY top five list. Prizes are listed below.

Prizes:

1st place: 1 gift art (whatever you want) complete with background
2nd place: 1 gift art (headshot of any character) No background
3rd place: 3 faves on your gallery
4th place: 5 comments from on your gallery
5th place: One fave and one comment
All other places: A comment on one of their deviations

Rules:

Lists must not be longer than 5 deviations
You cannot comment with more than one list
You cannot ask me what my favorite deviations are
You can comment from 1 account only
Lists must be posted by the deadline

Any questions? Comment on the journal. Have fun!

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To give you guys a little insight beforehand, I just want to tell you that I have severe separation anxiety, (which I like to call "The Worries") and I get really worried when I'm away from my mom or dad at a friend's house, sleepover, etc. And, 8 out of 10 times, I will throw up if it is severe or not stopped. So, my mom decided to sign me up for an anxiety camp, which took place in an office building on the sixth floor, the Center for Anxiety and Related Disorders.

So, the camp was for girls around my age. There were three counselors and 5 girls, including me. The leader of the camp was a lady named Lauren. The camp format was: Each day we would come in, learn some things about anxiety and how to get over it, play a game or two, do arts and crafts, and then do our activity, which was like a field trip. And, each day, the moms would stay less and less. For example, on the first day, we'd arrive at 10 am, and the parents stayed until 2:15, and then we would be picked up at 3 pm. For the first day, we went to make bead stuff, the second day was pottery, third was bowling, fourth, duck tours, and each day the parents would stay a little less. On the bowling day it was drop off, at it was drop off ever since then. At the end of the week, there was going to be a sleepover, which, during most of the week, I didn't want to go to, but I gradually got more comfortable with the camp. On the second-to-last day of camp, it was Movie Night, and we were dropped off at 6:00, watched a movie, and were picked up at 8:30 or something. Oops, I forgot to mention that on the first day of camp I met a girl the same age as me named Eva (pronounced "Ava") who loves horses as much as I do. Anyway, we watched Ella Enchanted for movie night. On sleepover day, I decided to go to the sleepover. (Or, rather, MOM decided I wanted to) But I was okay with it. So, I got there, (drop-off was 6:00?) and, like I said, the sleepiver was in the camp room, which was in an office building. The other girls (Sara, Katie, and Michaela) weren't there yet. Actually, nobody was, not even the counselors. Turns out we had arrived a full half hour early! So me and my mom kicked a severed rubber octopus head around (yes, I know) until people started coming. Then mom left. Eva was supposed to arrive sometime later. So meanwhile, all of the others and I blew up our air matresses and bounced while watching a little something that I brought in called Animusic ---> [link]
Shortly after Eva arrived, we walked over to a nearby Bertucci's. All the girls got pasta with butter. It was cool. Obviously, Eva and I sat together. When we got back, we watched more Animusic while painting our nails, and later, we got a strobe light!! It was so fun. After that, we played tag and hide-and-seek on the entire sixth floor, since the building was now closed, and it was really fun. And after that, when we were all pooped out, we got in our beds and watched Wall-E (which I brought in) and Kung-Fu Panda. Sara fell asleep in the middle of Wall-E. Before we started Kung-Fu Panda, though, all of us (except the sleeping Sara) decided to go out in the hall and do the strobe light a little more. THEN we watched Kung-Fu Panda. After that, to fall asleep we listened to a relaxation CD. When that was done, we just lay there. I looked up once and saw Lauren leave the room. When she didn't return within 5 minutes, I started to get the worries and felt close to pukage maybe. But then I looked up and saw that Lauren was sitting in her chair watching us. I wonder how long THAT had been going on. I expected the worries to go away but they didn't. Then, when I really saw her leave the room, the worries were still there. When she came back in I got up and asked her if I could go to the bathroom. So I went, felt better, and when I came back in I just felt worse again. I told Lauren, and she asked me if I wanted her to rub my head to fall asleep, which she did. But when she had to go back to bed I was still awake. But, I used my Coping Thoughts (which I learned at camp) and, eventually I must have fallen asleep, because before I knew it it was morning. I awoke to see Eva talking to Sara. Before our parents got there we packed up our stuff, and when the parents arrived at 8:30, we watched a slide show, got our awards, and left. My award was Coping Thought Queen. When I got home, I was snuggling with dad, and apparently I fell asleep, because when I woke up it was 1 pm. I went into my room to see the prize mom got me and it was an American Girl puzzle book called "Puzzle Crazy!" Isn't that cute?

Anyhow, I'm so super-duper proud of myself for doing the sleepover, and making my parents happy.

AND I BET YOU'VE NEVER SLEPT OVER AT AN OFFICE BUILDING! http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/25329641/ Mon, 15 Jun 2009 13:16:15 PDT WHY?!?!?!?" cuz you know riding means everything 2 me, so mom says, " cuz Rachel's not gonna be there and neither is Krista and half of the horses will be away at two shows." I was making a fit about how it doesn't matter if rachel's not there and that if there are less horses maybe I could have more of a chance to try someone new and etc. So I went to bed and had this really bad dream that I couldn't go 2 riding and you were there (wtf?) and yeah, so I wake up in the morning and I go wake my mom up at seven in the morning, and I'm ike, "MOM! Time 2 get up!" and she's like, "No riding, remember?" n then I get blind with rage and bring up the same arguements I said last night, which I think are pretty good reasons, and when I ran out if other stuff I just yelled, "BUT I WANT TO!!!" I know it sounds really selfish, but u know how I get about riding, and then dad came in and said that it was stupid of mom to tell me that at 10:00 the night before, and mom said she had to make a lot of cakes n stuff, so I argue that "why can't you do that when we get home?" and so on, I mean seriously? I don't get it. N then I suggested dad take me n he said he had work, so I get so fed up with work work work and BLAAGH . Then dad took me into his room nd we alked about the economy n everyone having to work harder and yadda yadda, n then banker from India called, n that was that, so, bye.

P.S. This journal entry was actually copied and pasted from a comment reply I made to Rachel but it seemed like journal stuff, so I made it a journal too.

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]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/24393301/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/24393301/ Thu, 23 Apr 2009 12:19:01 PDT Well, that's what you get when you do aerobics and jogging for half and hour. A day.
Dad said no Wii Fit today.

]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23904264/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23904264/ Thu, 26 Mar 2009 17:10:13 PDT these CRABS!!!

]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23813163/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23813163/ Sat, 21 Mar 2009 11:55:38 PDT Wall-e as well as horses. When I was sick, I found the time to finally attempt to draw my robotic sweetie-pie. I have to admit, it came out pretty well. Rachel (~1gymnast1) got a preview of it when she came over to my house. I forget if she saw it colored in or not, but it is now. So I bet you're all wondering, "Well, why isn't it on DA?" A few nights ago I was going to put it on, but I couldn't upload it on my mom's computer. She's a graphic designer, so her computer has a lot of pictures and documents and stuff on it. It gets clogged up a lot. So while I was uploading it, this stupid message came up saying something like, "Cannot upload because hard disk is almost full." I tried deleting a few unused pictures, but it still came up. So until my mom can go on there and delete some stuff, I can't upload that or any other pictures. But don't worry, hopefully I'll ask her to do it soon.

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Ok, so Monday was a day off from school. The next day I expected to be normal. I waited for Donna (the school nurse) to arrive at school, and then we walked in together. On morning announcements, Mr. Carme (the principal) gave us a reminder that today was a half day. I had no idea, which meant that I assumed my parents didn't, either. So I went up to my teacher Ms. Hartley's desk, and asked her if I could call my mom and dad to let them know it was a half day. But she just said, "I'll make sure they know." Never trust a teacher. Well, mostly don't. Anyway, so I get through the day, and the early release is at 1:00. I assume Ms. Hartley has let my mom or dad know by now, but just to be sure, I go up to the nurse's office and ask her if I can call. So she called my house, but nobody was there. So she called my dad's cell phone. He said he had no idea it was a half day. But he said he'd be there soon. I asked Donna where he was, and she said he was at home. So I went outside to the pick-up area to wait. He wasn't there when I got there, so I just waited. There was a woman standing by the door waiting, so me and her chatted for a while until she left. That was about, oh, I don't know, 15 or 20 minutes? Well, anyway, after that hardly anybody else was there. I was getting tired of standing up, so I put my backpack down and sat on it. Even the teachers were starting to leave. It was getting pretty cold. I wondered what was taking so long, since Dad was only at the house, RIGHT???? Well, after almost everybody had deserted the place, I seriously considered going back to the office, or the nurse, but Donna was probably gone by now, and I doubted if even Mr. Carme was still there. But I knew that if I left my post, Dad would come and then he'd be looking for me and blah blah blah. So I just sat there, watching every car that went by, listening to each car motor that passed. FINALLY, after 30 or 40 minutes, (I don't know) Dad finally pulled up by the curb. "What took you so long?" I asked. "I was at the store. I dropped everything I was doing and came straight here to get you." "Donna told me you were at the house." No wonder he had taken so long! He was at his music store! ----> [link]

Well, I felt fine that night, except that I was FREEZING cold. And the only other time I'd ever been as cold as that was in first grade, and the next morning I had had a fever. But I assumed it would just pass.

The next morning, I woke up feeling nausea. About five minutes later, I threw up in my bed. My mom came in shortly after and took my temperature. I had a fever. So while mom cleaned the bed's sheets, I was moved into her room and had a bucket placed next to me, in case of any more pukage. I rested for a good while, then later I decided to watch my all-time favorite movie, Wall-e. Then, when the covers were clean, I moved back to my bed. Then my mom gave my some plain noodles with butter. I ate them all. Later I read my newest Zits book, given to me for my birthday by my mom, and decided to draw Jeremy Duncan, the main character. My drawing came out pretty ok, but I'm still debating whether I should post it online or not. Oh well.

Today, I woke up really hot, but I didn't feel that sick. Anyway, mom took my temp and saw that I still had a slight fever. In a few hours, I felt so much better, and most likely tomorrow I'm going to go to school. I think I'll be okay, but who knows? Not me. Anyway, have a nice day, peeps, and thank you for taking the time to read this incredibly long and drawn-out journal about how miserable my life is. Bye!

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The next day was the same thing, only the feeling in the morning started as soon as I opened my eyes. I just layed in bed as long as possible before mom came in and went nuts. I had to go to school. Mom forced me. When we got there, Mr. Carme was also there. He said that I couldn't go to the nurse today. Awww. Mom had to leave even though I was crying and going like, "mom, no! Please don't leave yet! Stay with me!" But Mr. Carme walked me into the classroom anyway. As soon as I set foot inside, I felt a puke coming on. Unfortunately they moved the trash can from right next to the door to all the way to the other side of the room where the computers are. Nobody was in the room, yet, though, since the bell hadn't rung yet. I didn't make it to the trash can. I can't stop gagging on puke until I've had a drink of water, so ms. Hartley found a water bottle in her desk drawer and I drank some. I then some more and my throat hurt. Next, I went up to chorus, where the rest of the classes were. I then went down to Donna to see if she had a water bottle. She said she didn't, but she gave me a cup of water. I drank it, then asked Mr. Carme if he had any bottled water. He had some in his mini-fridge in the conference room in the office. Then he walked me back up to chorus. I again right outside the music room. I drank some of my newly attained water while waiting for the janitor to come up. Also, Mr. Carme got me a plastic bag. I didn't throw up again for the whole rest of day, and then the day after that I was pretty okay, and so on. Well, I hope you enjoyed my vomity story. Bye. I am not in a good mood. my birthday is on Sunday. woop.

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Ok, I have seperation anxiety, which I like to call "The Worries." I get them whenever my mom leaves me, except when she goes to the groceries store, e.t.c or when she leaves me home with Dad. Well, it was after February vacation, on a Sunday. I went to bed and I felt normal, expecting to wake up in the morning and go back to normal school routine. I read a little bit of my book, turned the lights off, and went to bed. I woke up at aroung 5 or 6 the next morning (Usually I wake up when my mom starts yelling at me). My alarm hadn't gone off yet, so I was just laying there, trying to get in as much sleep as I could for the first day back at school after a whole week on vacation. My radio went off at six. I have it set to Oldies 103.3. I love that station. I had to go to the bathroom later, so I went and had some diarrhea. Then I went back to bed, shivering. Seriously, it was freezing! So, I waited until my mom came in and I got dressed. We had a completely normal morning, like nothing had changed. I had cornflakes for breakfast, took my meds, (two pills and some liquid medicine that's SUPPOSED to taste strawberry!) and then I had to go to the bathroom AGAIN. More diarrhea. While I was sitting on the toilet, I looked at the floor and thought. (yes, I like to think while I go to the bathroom!) I thought, "What if I get the Worries since I haven't been to school in a while? " But then I pushed away the thought and continued with my "business". But the though just wouldn't go away. So I said, "Mom, I don't feel well." I started feeling sick. She said, "It'll be fine." (My mom has heard that one almost every single time that something is out of the ordinary. For instance, I did the same thing coming back from Christmas vacation. Basically, anything out of routine will set me off.) So I argued with my mom for I while about whether I would go to school. I hated seeing her all riled up, so I decided to go and see how I would do. I was 99.9 percent positive that it was the worries that were making me sick, but at the same time, my dad had been sick for a few days and his symptoms were chills, a fever, and feeling like he was gonna throw up. (He didn't, though. My dad hasn't vomited in 50 YEARS!!! Beat that!) The worries usually are just feeling like I'm going to throw up, but this time, I had the chills, and like I said before, two diarrhea's. I got in the car with my mom. When we pulled up in the school's parking lot, I got another big bout of worries. I said, "Mom, I really can't do this. You have to bring me home. She said, "And what would you do if you were at home?" "Sleep and rest in bed," I said, which was the truth. Then Ms. Comstock, the assistant teacher in my first and second grade classes, walked up and my mom rolled dow the window to talk to her. She asked how I was doing, and yadda yadda yadda . My mom walked ino school with me. I said that I would try, and if I didn't feel any better, I could see nurse Donna. Nurse Donna and my mom are best friends, and Donna is like an aunt to me. So whenever I visit her, we always hug and kiss. I got settled in, and tried to do some morning work, but I just couldn't. I asked my teacher, Ms. Hartley, if I could go see Donna, and she said sure. So I went up to the nurse's office. She took my temperature. As usual, it was normal. I asked her if I could lay down for a little while. In about five minutes, the principal, Mr. Carme (Car-mee) came in and told me to walk back down to class with him. I hate when he does that. So I went back to class. We were just about to switch to Social Studies, so I got my things and went to Social Studies with the rest... ]]> ~anniehorselover http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23276800/ http://anniehorselover.deviantart.com/journal/23276800/ Wed, 18 Feb 2009 18:01:03 PST
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Bread.

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P.S. PLEASE RESPOND IF YOU ARE ONE WHO RECIEVES THIS!!

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I watched my dad vote. He voted for Barack Obama! (YAY BARACK!!!) I really think that Barack is gonna win. (no offense to all you McCain voters.) He told me to remember this day for the rest of my life. Later, him and I were driving to his music store, and we saw some kids on the corner holding up Obama signs. Daddy beeped to show his approval. (Yay!) When we got to the store, Daddy said, "Do you wanna go join those kids?" Of course I did! So we went over to the corner, said hi, and then the guy supervising the girls gave me a sign to hold up. It was so much fun. We got a TON of people to beep. Daddy went across the street with his camera to take some pictures. I will DEFINITELY remember this day for a long time. Cross your fingers for Obama! (Unless you are a McCain supporter)

-Annie

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