Totally tagged,/ now iTag...

I am: Happy
I think: About Anything and everything There is to think about.
I know: I am a bit wierd but IDC
I have: 2 siblings, 2 sisters.
I hate: Satan, sin, violence, and anti-fashion.
I wish: I was a really amazing gymnast
I miss: my friends at cheerleading, including my coach, the Bowmans, seeing my friend Ciara.
I fear: SPIDERS! GROSS!
I feel: kinda bored.
I hear: My dad talking.
I smell: not really anything. Dinner, I guess?
I crave: CAKE. As always.
I search: For a book for my History assignment due next week.
I wonder: If my friends are really my friends.
I regret: not dancing with my dad at weddings I've been to.
I love: everything.
I am Not: a shy person
i believe in: Jesus, fashion, and being nice.
I dance: all the time, in my room to music.
I sing: not like bursting into music like in musicals, I just sing on an average..
I cry: average, a lot when i'm stressed.
I don't always: say nice things. It happens on accident--- I don't even try!
I fight: a lot with my sister.
Iwin: rarly cause my friends (including Maria) usually won't give up, even if I AM right.
I lose: not too much, but very often, usually practicing arabesques on the beam against a friend.
I never: say no to a friend who needs to talk, no matter what hour.
I always: try to keep my peeps from feeling left out, whether a friend or not.
I confuse: many, many people.
I listen: To my pastor talk, and music, and all my coaches.
I can useually be found: reading a magazine or AVON brochure.
I need: STEAK!!!!
I'm happy when: I do something better than some of my friends, because they're usually better than me.
I imagine: What heaven is like and being a famous actress, possibly even Olympic gymnast.
Ok now I tag:Drew from Drew's Blog, Maria from THE BEST BLOG EVER, Leah from Candygirl and I think that's it, unless you wanna do it, then I tag you too.

Sarina And The Prom chapter 2

Sarina was finally let out of the hospital, King Derek and Queen Alyssa were already planning the funeral. To Sarina, it seemed like all they did was cry and look at baby pictures of David. David's first pacifier, first time walking, first birthday, first cake, naked baby pictures, even recent pictures. It had seemed as if all they cared about now was David, David, David. Sarina wasn't even in the picture anymore. Literally. A week before prom they took him for a family portrait. Sarina could remember what she was thinking. Oh, just forget about me! They made her so mad, she thought about breaking into the school and living under a desk. Once, in the first grade, they had thought about homeschooling her all the way through school, and take college online to protect her, but that would be no fun. So what if she was just 30 seconds younger? Oh big deal? NOT! Her mom wouldn't stop making phone calls about the horrible news, and her dad even made an announcement at the "hexagon" about it. They needed to do something about this! Sarina however didn't really care though, I mean, he was pretty annoying. And at least she could say she survived? And they didn't even care that her beautiful, baby blue, shimmering, puffy dress was ripped. Who didn't care? Besides, they still had 1 kid that survived the horrible accident when they bumped into the pine tree on the highway.
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It was finally the day of her brother's funeral. It was a hot, sunny summer day outside and Sarina really wanted to go the beach with her friends. They had planned on renting a beach house right on the shore. It would be pink, four stories plus a basement, and had a pool in the back. But Sarina had more important things to do. Important things to say. Finally, Sarina gathered all her courage and went to the podeum, in front of 500 people... AND SPOKE! But after the third sentence she froze. "uhhhh... ummmm... he was a very... nice person? Um and he always was very nice and stuff and had a lot of friends. He wasn't ever nervous, and didn't seem afraid, of anything. He didn't care if he was in style or not, and followed no trends but his own. And, uh, that's it." She could tell it was her worst speech, ever. But it wasn't like David HEARD her, so still, she didn't care.
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When Sarina arrived at school Monday, everyone seemed to just pass her by. They'd glance at her for a second and walk away. Finally, her best friend, Haylie, walked up. Haylie was a talented senior who was an expert at math, science, and baseball. But for some reason, she was always made fun of. Other seniors and juniors would call her 'sumo', 'red weirdo', 'geek', and even 'boy in a girl's body'. Sarina just didn't get it! Sarina knew deep down though that it was her fault. When Haylie had told her she was ten pounds overweight, Sarina had accidentally told the most popular---and most cruel---girl at school. She was emailing tips to Haylie, and sent it to Maura, her former friend. Now everyone made fun of her and drew pictures of her as a fat sumo wrestler and showed it to her! Haylie wouldn't stop crying herself to sleep for a month, and even started believing them! She had become anorexic, and wouldn't eat for six months. Sarina felt bad knowing it was her fault. Then the red weirdo happened when she decided to dye a few streaks red, and dyed her whole head! People even made fun of her talents. Now she only had one friend she could trust, and that was Sarina. "So I heard about the bad news" Haylie said. Sarina sighed. "yeah." Before she could say something else, the bells rang. They both had to go.
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But now it was evening, and Sarina was home alone. What if the whole country was in trouble?

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Well, I got tagged, but I need to say something else before I type that.
I MOVED UP IN GYMNASTICS LEVELS! OMG!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG...
...and the OMGs go on and on...
But OMG! Yeah, i'm moving up... THIS MONTH! OMG!
Feel free to email me at cheerleader.ezell@gmail.com about what ya think or just post a comment!

Drama Queen series book 3: Sarina And The Prom chapter 1

At Drama Towne High School, it was spring. That meant, fundraisers, sport tryouts, spring break and more. But in May, it was something more important for 11th and 12th graders. Prom time. Girls would start shopping for a dress, and boys would start shopping for tuxes. But for one girl, prom night would change her life--- forever. Sarina DioGara was a Junior in high school. She was the king's daughter. Everything seemed to go right when she got the perfect date, the perfect dress, and was elected Prom Queen. But from there, things traveled downward. "I can't go to prom" said Sarina's date. "But you have to! It's tomorrow!" She protested. "I'm sorry, I can't go. My grandmother is in the hospital and we're visiting her." "Oh." she said. "Well then bye!" she said. "But sar---" But then she hung up. Then an hour later Sarina was told coffee was spilled on her dress and she would have to wear her mom's. Sarina coughed as she opened the 20 year old box. The dress was pretty, compared to the other expensive dresses, so she decided to wear it. Then, the next day Sarina was told that all the limousines in town were booked, but she'd have a good enough car.
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By now, it was prom night, and Sarina was in the spotlight. With her twin brother as a date, they walked to the door--- only to find out no car was there. 10 minutes went by, then 30 minutes, then an hour. Finally a car honked. The car was not a BIT descent. The side view mirrors fell off, and Sarina wasn't feeling comfortable about going. But she went.
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After 10 minutes in the car, she heard something. Gunshots. Gunshots shooting everyone in view. Sarina told the driver and her brother to duck. But they didn't believe her. So she ducked anyways, by herself, not knowing what to say. She knew she might as well say goodbye to the world now, so she did. Sarina couldn't help but be scared. She had all the faith in the world, promising her life. But little did she know about the other two. Would her brother go to Heaven or Hell? Where would the driver go? She ducked again, before becoming unconcscious.
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When Sarina woke up, she thought she was living in a horror movie. But it was real. Her brother died, the driver died, leaving only her alive. She wanted to cry, with pain and sadness. She had been shot in her right arm and in both legs. She stayed in the car, waiting for someone to show up. Sarina dialed 911 and luckily was taken out of the car, not being thought of as a suspect. She didn't believe in suicide, so why would she shoot herself? Sarina was taken to a nearby hospital for nearly a week with severe bruises. Sarina wondered, was prom night the last night to see her brother? Would she see him again someday in Heaven?

Results, results

Well, I didn't get gold, although I did go for it, and guess what I got? 2nd place on floor and 3rd place on beam! I placed in all my events! I'll show you my trophies later--- I even beat the BEST gymnast in the gym!

Awesome playlist!

Guys i'm so sorry about a lot of things. I'm especially sorry about not doing the weekly question, but you know about my gymnastics training, so no worry. Did ya hear my playlist? Don't ya love it? It totally matches the color of my blog--- PINK!

Routines keeping me from you

Sorry for not posting in a while! I've been busy with my routines and the church garage sale, so I forgot about my blog. My performance is TOMORROW! I'm so scared! I don't even think i'm ready! AHHHHHHH! Please, please help me not to be nervous! It's my first meet since January! And this meet--- could be my ONLY chance to move up in levels this year. I want to move up--- it's about time. i've been in this level for eight months now. I used to be in the highest level, but I got moved down. I'll be back up! To move up to the next level I must be able to do a front limber, CHECK! For level 5, I must be able to do a back handspring. Well... i'm working on it! I'm so excited, but not really. Whenever I think of my imperfections, I get this, I don't know, queezy feeling in my stomach. I don't have stage fright THAT bad to when i'll puke (so unfabulous) so what do I have to worry about? Well i'll tell you what I have to worry about. Deductions. Injuries. At the last meet I was almost undefeated, and am still on my tippy toes (remaining on top.) Well Monday, the brand new book Sarina And The Prom is coming out. Just for viewer awareness (DREW) the book will NOT be violent! It will be PG and lower. OMG I sprained my nail today. No, I didn't break it, I sprained it. After getting a beautiful manicure, it goes down the drain. I hate my long, pretty nails! OMG I got a new leotard and all I can say is PATRIOTIC! It's none other than the colors of the american flag! Plus, it's metallic spandex, so you can almost see it. No, it does not LOOK like the american flag, but similar enough to be compared. I already planned my makeup, a little bit of eyeliner, pink eyeshadow, maybe some moisturizer, and lipgloss, my FAV part! Well me and my sis were watching Prince Caspian on the DVD player, so I gotta go and see my husbands Caspian, Peter, and Edmund! Well i'm not married to them all at once, but i've been married to them one at a time.