My crazy life and why I might be absconding...

Soooooo....

I actually have legitimate excuse this week (or two) but it's still my fault for not posting. 

My iPod was confiscated by my mom. 

It was because I was loitering around texting people instead of cleaning my room, and when (after a week) I asked her what I could do to earn it back, she said, "Stop asking me."

Apparently the only way I could get it back was to live without it for two weeks. 

And then I went to camp. 

So, long story short, I was exhausted from that South Texas camp I told y'all about, and I slept for 11 hours last night.  

I'll probably go to bed early tonight if its possible, because I need to catch up on some Z's after staying up to 2 or 3 for seven days. 

^Was written Friday afternoon^

Honestly, nobody probably reads this anyway, so apologizing to the Internet doesn't even really matter. 

I think I might end up dropping Adalyn's Endeavors for a while. This month and next month are going to be crazy, because I started my first day of high school today, and I already feel a little stumped in geometry. 

I'm going to do this acting program in my city through fall, and we meet twice a week on Fridays and Sundays, which are my default posting times. And I honestly think I want to save Saturdays for some r&r and friends and stuff. 

So on top of school and writing and acting and choir and friends and reunions, I don't think I'll really have time to dedicate strictly to a post only a few people will read. 

It's not that I don't love you or anything, my dear readers, but there are certain aspects of my life that need attending to. I've been neglecting a real prayer life, concentrating solely on lazing around without doing much with my summer. I've been entirely self-absorbed with my free time, wanting to go shopping for clothes for my camp, or buy ingredients for the dessert I want to make, or spend my time however I see fit to use it. You see what I mean? 

I need to be a little more thoughtful, a little more helpful, a little more self-sacrificing. I'm working on virtue and a good spiritual life this month, and I'm going to stick to it. 

In the past, I've been very flippant with my goals and how and when to achieve them. But this month, I want to change myself. It's almost my fourteenth birthday, and that's too old to be acting totally self-centered and naïve. I need to become a better person. And this is how I want to do it. 

Denying myself a little Internet and spending fifteen minutes in prayer rather than ranting about myself in a blog post will probably do me a lot of good. At least, I think so. 

I hope you're having an amazing summer, or if you're starting school, I hope you had a fantastic first day. A lot of girls I know started high school today, (including me ;D) and it's not nearly as daunting as some people think, so yay!

Have an absurdly wonderfultastic day, and I'll see you on Friday when I've decided whether to drop this blog for a while or not. :/

See you in four days! ~<3

  

Please enjoy this pig-cloud while you wait. ;) 🐷

Fun fact!: I took a picture of this on the way back from seeing a movie. And then I wanted bacon. 

Keep Calm and ((Eat Bacon)) Endeavor On,

~Adalyn

My Summer is So Separated.

Hey y'all. 

Ummm....I didn't post. 

I suppose I could blame the movie/sleepover party I went to on Friday, but Saturday I had no excuse. 

I feel like a sucky person now. 

I just...totally, honest-to-goodness cross-my-heart-and-hope-to-fly straight-out forgot. 

So this week, my older brother Timothy went with a dozen others from our parish to World Youth Day in Rio de Janeiro. They were one of four groups from the US to go, and they've been gone for a week tomorrow. 

They went on a mission trip to build a school, I think, and Tim managed to make it onto the Brazilian news. He has to go out of the country to make it onto the news. Go figure. 

But anyway, he loves it there, and even though my mom had a dream he got bitten by a giant tarantula smack-dab in the middle of his forehead, that actually DIDN'T really happen, and he's totally fine and loving every minute of Brazil. 

And the week before Tim left, my brother Josh ALSO left for Boy Scout camp (hiking in the Rockies. 8O), and he's been gone for two weeks. Only three days left until he's back, though, so yay! I've missed him a lot. :3

After Tim gets back the first week of August, I leave the next week for a camp in South Texas. It's a leadership camp my friends have gone to and it's supposed to be really amazing. ^-^

Our family is so split up this summer, though. Like you guys know, my parents left for two weeks on vacation, and my oldest brother, Paul moved into an apartment last month, plus now Josh and Tim are gone too. And soon...so will I. 

Plus, a lot of my friends are going off to camps lately too. Two of my friends left this morning, and two of my friends were gone a couple weeks ago, and one of my friends is gone for two weeks starting just after my brother Tim gets back. 

All in all, it's been kind of a separated summer.  

So I guess you could say I have a lot on my mind. That could be my excuse for why I didn't post. 

I guess it's still pretty lame, as most excuses are, but it's all I got. 

Anyways, this is basically just an update on my life, but I really enjoyed writing about laughter and happiness and optimism last week. That was pretty sweet. 

If you like that as well as (or better than) just talking about myself and being all vain and arrogant (sort of) give me a holler in the comments. I'd love to hear from you! ^-^

I hope you guys are a having a FUNtastic summer, and I wish you an amazing day, night, afternoon, dusk, dawn or whatsoever it happens to be where and when you are in time and space, and I'll see you next week! 

Love and peace and ALL the zen! ✌

Keep Calm and Endeavor On, 

~Adalyn

Today Was The Craziest Day...

I sing in the choir at my church. I think I've told you that before. 

Today was the beginning of a Catholic homeschooling conference here in my state, and there was going to be a graduation mass for the class of 2013. 

It was my mom's idea and so she had to set it up, which meant finding a pair of priests, altar servers, a Eucharistic minister, and a choir, as well as transporting an altar, crucifix, vestments, and various other things necessary for a Mass. 

So, I had to sing for this mass with my choir, and since our choir director is sick, we had to draft someone from another parish to accompany us. 

Which meant that I had to copy, print, staple, and deliver a dozen copies of the songs we were going to sing, AND help my mom set up the altar, crucifix, hymn books and pamphlets. 

It was a total hassle, but the mass was celebrated by the bishop that confirmed my brothers and I, and it was an absolutely beautiful mass. 

Afterword, we had cake and lemonade at a reception for the graduates. 

My brother is severely allergic to nuts. And you'll never guess what. 

There was almond extract in the cake icing. 

So on the way home, he started swelling up, and he was having trouble breathing, and he had hives all over his body. 

Needless to say, my dad took him to the emergency room. 

So I had to babysit my little siblings until my parents got home. 

(That would have been my Friday post, but I fell asleep while putting my youngest sibling to bed, so I didn't post. This would have been the post from Saturday.) 

My dad woke me up at 12:30am and told me to head up to my own bed, where I promptly collapsed. 

And, because my body likes to torture me, I woke up a little before 6am. For some stupid reason, whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, my body decides I need less than eight hours of sleep to function. Genius, right?

My brother was fine. He'd had an IV in and they'd pumped Benadryl into his bloodstream, so he was out of there relatively quickly. I found him sleeping on the couch in the Living Room that morning. 

So I got my chores out of the way and got dressed, and then waited around for a couple hours until we left for the second day of the conference. 

It was actually pretty good. They had a speaker talk about what to expect in and about college, and then after a half-hour break, they had several religious of varying stages come in and talk about vocations. 

Then we had pizza for lunch and after that, I had a gig watching the elementary school-age kids for three hours. 

So I basically calmed down a few rowdy kids, watched Veggie Tales, helped a few kids tracing and coloring their hands, watched more Veggie Tales, and got paid $15 for it! :D

And then...after the day was done I bought some jewelry and headed home to freshen up a bit for my very first high school dance! 

It was held at a dance hall a little ways out of my city, and I went with my older brothers and a few friends. 

We were taught a bunch of line dances, and then we basically just did whatever to a specific playlist until the last song. 

It was really fun, and I can't wait for next month when there will be another one! 

I went swimming at a friend's house today, and we spent an hour and a half in the pool before drying off and getting dressed for mass. 

And that was basically my day. 

Oh, and I had three chocolate-chip cookies. 

Now that you've caught up...yay! 

I'm sorry if it's ridiculously long. And I'm sorry I posted two days late. But, you know, my brother was kind of in the hospital, so...

I promise next Friday, you'll have a post. As long as nobody I know is mauled by a monkey or run over by a trigonometry book, I swear on my favorite hat, I'll post on Friday. 

Keep Calm and Endeaovr On, 

~Adalyn

Of Marian Groups and Scary Boy Scouts....

So, first off, I'm in a Marian Group, which is basically just a small group of people who gather every week or so and discuss things about the Church. We have our meetings about every other Friday, and we met tonight.

We talked about being "the salt of the earth" and "the light of the world", and we pulled out a map and lit candles and dumped salt on the map. Except it was very much more prayerful and beautiful than I made it sound just now. It was absolutely gorgeous and then my neighbor kept me at her house "having supper" until 11:30. And then my mother was angry at me.

But anyway, I believe I said I would post on Fridays, and it's still Friday (sort of) so I'm satisfied. Plus, zero people read this, so why should I bother anyway?

*sigh.....*

On he other hand, in the words of Blessed Pope John Paul II, "Do not let hope die!" So I suppose I'll keep up hope for this blog. Yay, popes! :D

~Adalyn

And I just realized that was insanely short, PLUS I forgot to talk about the scary Boy Scout.

So my oldest bro is in some class for Boy Scouts that he has to take to go to this camp. And there's this one kid who's taking the same class for the same reason and he lives an hour and a half away.

So, my parents decided it would be a LOVELY idea to have another boy in the house, AND this particular boy is a Boy Scout, which makes him doubly weird.

He's just as nerdy as my other brothers, though, so they're getting along quite nicely playing Assassin's Creed and Guild Wars Two.

Yay.

So that's my life. From beautiful Marian Group to sweaty, scary Boy Scouts in two seconds flat. Why was I born into a house full of boys again?? ;)

~Adalyn (for real this time.)