oh to be young again

One pet peeve of mine is when older people say how much they miss high school and wish they could be young again. Yes, being young and in high school is fun. I'm sure you had a great time while you were there. And I'm sure I will say this myself when I am older. But what I really don't understand is why the fun ever had to stop. each phase of your life deserves to be and should be fun and fulfilling. Life is what you make it (thanks Hannah Montana) You should always be having fun, just maybe not the same kind of fun. It's also a waste of your time to sit around and wish that you were younger and could have fun. That obviously isn't going to happen. So take what you have and make the most of it. Do something crazy. Go outside of your everyday life comfort zone. Don't waste your time wishing- waste your time doing.

hey merry christmas

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERY BUDDY

christmas day is almost over, but i'll keep it in my heart for a lil while longer.

It's a party!

It's a party for two reasons. Number 1 its in Indefinite Cacophobia's birthday and number 2 because it's Christmas Eve. But chances are you already knew both of these things and I am just stating the obvious. A lot has happened in the past year, running from the cops, crossing things off the bucket list (crowd surfing) and many (too many?) obsessions. But if you think this past year was crazy, just wait until next year. Big changes are about to happen for Indefinite Cacophobia. Brace yourself. Next year we are leaving Pennsylvania. This time next year we will be on college break. Caitlin will be living it up in Provo. I will either be in Boston or Richmond, VA. Tori will be at OU or Syracuse. I can sense your worried expressions but, THIS BLOG WILL LIVE ON! Even when we arn't together the blog will truimph. Look foward to exciting adventures from all of us in different parts of the country.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEFINITE CACOPHOBIA && MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!

PARTY ALL DAY x 2

Happy Birthday Us!

Wow, a whole year! And we are still going strong. We have grown so much as a blog, and as people. We started as little babies trying to be cool and make a blog. Some people may think we are still little babies, but I feel that our blog has matured, as Kim, Caitlin and I have. This blog means so much to us. It is basically a documentation of our high school years for the whole world to see (well at least the dedicated uglies see it-thanks guys) It bonds us as bloggers and BFFs; almost like sisters. I get just as excited over a new post now as I did when we first started. I hope this blog lasts for the rest of our lives. I will still post when I am 70. Until the day I die even. This is more than just a blog, it's a biography of our lives. And I love it so much. So this post goes out to us. Happy Birthday Indefinite Cacophobia- writers and followers, to many more years of happy blogging.

Happy Birthday Indefinite Cacophobia!

In honor of Indefinite Cacophobia's first birthday...

Welcome to The 365 Day Egan Awards!
Hosted by myself, I will award various respects to several acheivements here on Indefinite Cacophobia and better yet in the entire blogging world.
The Top 10 Egan Awards of the Year! Here we go!
I liked this baby up just for ya, enjoy some great works from blogger's finests.

#1: The ugliest post - "Cacophobia"
Congratulations to Tori Vallana of Indefinite Cacophobia.
#2: For the safety of the public - "Gray Men Awareness"
I'll pat myself on the back for this one.
#3: Blog associated with the cutest baby - H^E
go hans!
#4: Most Regreted Post - "Regret"
Congratulations to Kimber Mcdonagh of Indefinite Cacophobia
#5: Most Underrated Blog - Blog of Corinne
#6: Most inspirational Blog Post - "Thank the drink company that paid for your long board."
Congratulations to my big sissy, Nicole Egan, of Progressive Loitering
#7: Funniest Blog Post - "fish, gas, and Harry Potter. "
Nicole, again.
#8: 2nd Best Blog on Earth - Progressive Loitering
Congrats to Nick and Nicole. No one knows the other authors?
#9: Most Secret Blog - The Secret Club Blog
does this make it no longer a secret? woops.
how many real followers do we have anyway... like 5?
#10: Coolest Post-Clue
Congrats to Nick at Progressive Loitering

Here at Indefinite Cacophobia, we appreciate all efforts and support you in your blogging endeavours. Thankyou and Congrats on a great year and keep on blogging!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEFINITE CACOPHOBIA.

IT HAS BEEN A GREAT YEAR

LONG LIVE INDEFINITE CACOPHOBIA!!!

oh yeah and merry christmas eve!

I have an obsessive personality

I have an obsessive personality. Everything I do, I go all out. can't stop. I want to do everything. My most recent obsession, as in the last two days, which is what prompted me to write this post, is Robot Unicorn Attack. It can be found on facebook or on the itunes app store. If you have a life, do not try this game at home. It will take over. It may result in poor performance in school, bad health, ruined relationships, procrastination, and anger management. It is dangerous if not used sparingly. I'm always playing. I want to beat everyone, and the song is so catchy. I know its a problem and I need to stop but i know if i do stop i will just find someone else to obsess over in the near future. so whats the point. But greater than this unicorn game, is the obsession present in my entire life. I need to think this through and decide whether in general this is good or bad. I have seen it both ways, and I just need to figure out what's going on.

Love

what is Love

who defines it-

you define it.

have I ever been in Love;

can a teenager ever be in Love

what is Love at first sight-

a lame excuse for lust

out of the billions of people in the world,

how will you ever find the right one

when does really like turn to Love,

how can you tell,

when do you mean it

is Love like a fairy tale,

or a Taylor Swift song

does everyone find their happily ever after

so many questions,

but who has the answers?

Fake or Nice?

Is there a difference? I feel like these two words get mixed up once in a while. For an example, if you dont like someone but have to go to school with them and interact daily with them? Should you ignore them and be rude and "real"? Or should you be nice to them not to cause problems, hurt feelings and come across as a huge jerk? It's fake to pretend you like them, but doesnt it just make you more mature and civil? Where is the boundry? There is no answer its only opinion. But in some cases I think nice is the way to go, as long as you dont treat the person like a best friend because that would be fake. Any opinions uglies?

Future

some people live in the past, not good

we should live in the now

but i live in the future, almost to a weird extent

I'm not even concerned with now because in my mind it's already over

I am always so excited for EVERYTHING, every little thing

I just count down the days, everything is so great

and each day it just gets better and better

im getting closer, its goes so fast but so slow

i am ready i am ready

future

you decide

change one choice you have made and you are a different person

free agency, its great!

you can do what you want, be what you want

future future future , yay yay yay

Albert Einstein said "I never think of the future - it comes soon enough."

woops.

Being Fat is a Choice

Fat people complain about being fat. Skinny people complain about being fat. Fat people choose to be fat and skinny people choose to be skinny. What you eat and how much you exercise are your own personal decisions. Sometimes I think it's okay to be a little fat and just eat whatever you want. Then you can do a billion crunches later to avoid a fat pack.

Some people may be on the other end of the spectrum and rarely eat anything and never exercise. For me it's a balance between the two. Some days I eat nothing and some days I eat the whole house. Sometimes I run 6 miles and do 100 crunches and sometimes I lay on the couch and watch TV. I like to stay healthy so I can live a long, happy life. Being fat is a choice...and I choose fat for now but skinny overall.

Harry Potter Is NOT A Christmas Movie

Almost every night in December before bed and after my homework I watch a Christmas movie to get my daily dose of Christmas spirit. I try to rely on ABC Family's 25 Days of Christmas thinking they would provide an adequate selection for me. But for some peculiar reason they think it is acceptable to play movies that have NOTHING to do with Christmas.

This past weekend was Harry Potter weekend, which is not a Christmas movie and I was very disappointed. And no, just because it snows or there is one christmas scene in all seven movies, does not qualify it as a Christmas movie. Last year The Incredibles were thrown in the 25 days of Christmas line-up. While this is a fantastic movie, I do not want to see it in December. I want to get in the Christmas mood by watching a Christmas movie at night.

So if anyone from ABC Family happens to stumble upon this blog and read this post:

ONLY PLAY CHRISTMAS MOVIES DURING 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS!

please and thank you :)

I Love Being Me

Everyone wants to be someone else at one point in their lives. A superhero or celebrity. Maybe just a regular person that they admire. All of the cool benefits you would get. Flying, VIP access, fame, fortune; the good life. But I have come to realize that it is pretty darn good just being yourself. Sometimes I wish that I was as pretty as, as smart as, as cool as, as [insert adjective here] as someone else. But then I think, would it really be all that great? Having to look that good all the time and be the center of attention, or answer everyone's questions all the time, or be friends with the whole school everyday; not really. You would loose yourself. All of the seemingly amazing qualities that everyone wants would be pretty sucky in real life. I love the character traits that I have. My actions, ideas, and decisions. I respect myself. I think that everyone should. It's the easiest thing to do and it makes you 98% more self confident. I would never trade who I am for more popularity, good looks, or brains. I love being myself too much.

Get Outta Here

Why are people afraid of change? I am not applying to school in Pennsylvania. College is a time for change and students are given the opportunity to do something new. But most people in my school apply to local schools and plan to either live at home or come home EVERY weekend. Some people even go to college across the highway from our high school. You can literally see it from our high school. College is when we are given the chance to live on our own without our parents. Why won't people leave?

Look at all the places you could go without even leaving the country

ADD?

Recently a couple random people in my classes at school asked me if I had A.D.D.
I thought they were just being jerks. But they actually wanted to know in all seriousness. I was so confused. Of course I don't. But how could I ever know if I hadn't been tested for it. I wouldn't. I guess I could have a mild case. I dont think I have trouble focusing. I just choose not to focus sometimes. Is that something an A.D.D. person would say? But if im interested I can listen for hours and hear every word, but if I'm bored then I just choose to think about my own world. The kid who sits behind me in AP Stat asked because my paper is filled with stars and other bizzarre shapes and doodles. But that helps me focus. When I'm bored I will make designs on my notes and write in weird and sometimes huge fonts for just one word here or one word there. That actually keeps me there and sane. I get good grades in school though and I dont have to try. I feel like people with A.D.D. struggle with school and I definatley don't. So that is the light of hope for me. I'm like a little kid. I told my mom. shes thinks I should be tested. Now I'm thinking of all the diseases, disorders and problems out there that I probably have and you have that we dont know because we were never tested and never will be. We live our lives and never know. I think ignorance is bliss. Now I do have trouble focusing because people told me I do. If only I was more powerful than my mind. It wins everytime.

I THINK BLOGGING HELPS ME FOCUS

FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS

orange juice

in this world but not of it

everything is blurry
no one sees good and bad
or right and wrong
anymore
its dissappeared and faded away
fast
they are confused
cant see
bored and lost
they're not looking
wheres the wholesome
I live in this world but not of it

Regret

I regret everything. Well, actually I don't think I have every regretted something majorly important, but I regret little things. I know it's bad, but I can't help it. I regret stupid things like what I wear. If I can't decide between flip flops and sneakers. No matter which one I choose, as soon as I walk out the door, I wish I chose the other one. I over think it then regret it. I try to stop. I need to stop. But I can't. I am trying. Life is too short to regret stupid, pointless things.

Holiday

Early creeping peeking excited unwrapping sparkle gifts snowy shopping wonderful santa shiny happy momentous family cozy food warmth glowing visiting traveling giving celebration photographs memories past present future spirit praise glory close heaven angel winter playtime fort fight snowman snowfriend end night relax fulfillment rest silent sleep dream pleasant innocent peace

Public Displays of Affection

Facebook has told me your dating. I do not need a reminder everytime I see you in the hallway. Yeah, I get it. You like each other. I'm glad, but I don't want to see it. I hate walking in the hall and having to walk around people groping each other.

"Good bye, I love you. See you... in 43 minutes." Ohh come on! People are rediculous. You don't need to say goodbye to eachother before every class. Saying good bye to someone with a little kiss after school is alright but full make out sessions, are never under any circumstances acceptable.

I don't even like holding hands. I think it means much more to a relationship if you can simply enjoy another persons company. I believe its a step up in a relationship. It shows you like your bf/gf enough to just spend time with them and arn't purely in the relationship for getting "action."

A date is understandable. Holding hands can be tolerated if you are going to a restaurant or in a dark movie theatre. If you are somewhere really public like an amusement park, kissing and cuddling is not acceptable. Kids are around, youre giving them bad ideas! Don't ruin a family atmosphere. PDA is especially not acceptable when you are with someone else. It makes them feel like a definite third wheel.

Locker blocking is also a definite no-no. At our school we have little rows of lockers that are a squeeze for two people to get by and always get congested in between periods. Some couples believe it is okay to block these rows so they can make out, trapping everyone in the row or not allowing people in due to their public displays of affection.

A lot of people at my school are guilty of PDA, shmari and PJ (names hidden for confidential reasons), beff and serika, zyler and delsey, kyler and Littnee are among the many that alientate the school with their public displays of affection.

Black Friday is Semi-Overrated But I Still Love It

Black Friday. Crazy shopping. Early morning hours. Extreme bargains. Not really. We went out to the mall from midnight to 8 am. We were crazy and tired happy insane because we never went to sleep. This made the experience fun and funny. But in reality, it wasn't even that good. I got a free travel pillow from sleep number. Sweet; but I will rarely use it. $3.50 slippers from Bon Ton. AWESOME. This is the actual good deal of the trip. I haven't taken them off since I got them. Then I spent $60 on 2 pairs of Victoria's Secret sweatpants just so I could get the free tote bag with beauty items inside. But that's it. Like really.
I wanted amazing deals like $2 jeans or something. But it was just like every store was kinda on sale and you had some okay coupons and you pushed through massive crowds and waited in hour long lines just for average deals. It was pretty stupid looking back on it. But because you are so tired and having fun with your friends, you don't realize that the deals aren't that amazing and you are tricked into thinking that the deals are good. So basically what I'm saying is that black Friday is a mind game to get consumers to buy things for seemingly good deals, but they really aren't all that good.

strangers

strangers. they are not strange.

what is a friend?

what is the difference between someone you know and someone you dont know?

...you know them

strangers become friendly

but friends become strange at the same pace

you gotta weed through the fake ones to find the real

people change
do not tell me what i want to hear

im sick of high school; trashy popularity contest
i would rather run through a field of flowers

Finally

Today is the day, the official beginning of the christmas season. Well, according to me. So enjoy this season. It's the best day of the year.

Sing carols. Light the tree. Decorate your house. Shop for gifts. Wrap the presents. Give your love. Watch Christmas movies. Spend time with family. Break from school. Donate to the poor. Sleighbells are ringing. Eat candy canes. Believe in Santa. Count down the days. Snow is falling. Wnter wonderland. Drink hot chocolate. Happy Birthday Jesus. Appreciate Life.


Be jolly. It's the official season.

Blogging Is Healthy

Blogging is healthy. It eases the mind. You can just type random deep inner thoughts that no one cares about but they are very meaningful to you. And then you hope that every little follower reads it and gets inspired and has their own deep thoughts and makes their own blog and then the whole world has a blog and everyone knows everyone's inner thoughts and everyone helps everyone solve their problems and be a better person. But sometimes you can be obsessed with blogging. Like you post every day, every hour, every minute and just put your whole life on the internet. Which may or may not be a good thing. I think it's a good thing. I think I'm obsessed. I know Caitlin is obsessed. But I love it. Go make a blog right now. Go. You will instantly feel better. Go.

Thankyou

I love my savior, Jesus Christ. I have full faith in him and I am so grateful for everything that he has given me. I never want to forget or lose faith. I cannot deny what I know is true. Thankyou.

My family is first. I want to be with them forever. They will always be there and they have always loved me. I love them and take them for granted. Couldn't ask for a better one. Thankyou.

My friends are good people and they are down to earth. They are wild and fun. When im going crazy I know I can count on them to be real. I love them to death. I owe them so much. Indefinite Cacophobia Forever<3

Thankyou. I am blessed. Thankyou.

Happy Thanksgiving.

give thanks

and more than just one day a year

For all the dreamers out there

We all dream big, but only the wise act upon those dreams. If you want something, don't sit around and wait for it. Act on it. Your life is in your own hands.

Tongue Tattoos

Videogames been blamed for enranging violence in children. Call of Duty and Halo are among the many, brain washing children into believing shooting is okay and has no consequences. Well, does this mean tongue tattoos are to blame for the recent infatuation with permenant tatoos?

Tattoos are very popular in my school, students are constantly ruining their skin with stupid logos or quotes that they will be stuck with for THE REST OF THEIR LIVES! Are tongue tatoos on fruit roll-ups to blame? Did these harmless tattoos start the trend? Pretty soon real tattoos on peoples' tongues are going to be the hit thing. I know, who would want to go through that pain? But believe me, some crazy will do it. Don't get me wrong I love tongue tattoos. But I was obviously the smart kid in the bunch realizing the stupidity of real tattoos. I do not think tongue tattoos are to blame, but they don't help the cause. Maybe there should be a warning:

THESE TATTOOS ARE HARMLESS, BUT REAL TATTOOS ARE NOT A GOOD IDEA IN THE FUTURE. YOU WILL BE STUCK WITH IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE AND BE PUT THROUGH A LOT OF PAIN! But enjoy the tongue tattoos.



"Well, I think it's okay if the tatoo is in memory of someone, such as a grand parent." Really? Because I am pretty sure my grandfather would roll over in his grave if he heard that I got a tattoo in his honor.


Well now you have heard my rant on the stupidity of tattoos.

the boy who lived

MIDNIGHT.

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 1.

BEFORE:

yes it is a complete rip off and ridiculous scam to split the last book up into 2 movies. they just want me money. but imma give it to them! GO HP!

wore a lightning bolt on my forehead for school. it was cool.
took a harry potter character quiz on facebook.
i got lord voldemort. is that bad?

i was just getting into character for TONIGHT...when i will be painting my face as him and being tied to a friend who is professor quirrel with one cloak/cape on both of us and a turban thing around both our heads connecting them

yes, we copied this straight out of a very potter musical
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3c9K6MKCIs
if you have ever been to a midnight showing you know the freaks who dress up ...and role play in the lobby before the movie, i used to laugh at these characters, but tonight...I AM ONE. IM BEYOND READY FOR THIS

AFTER:
IT WAS AWESOME!!!

i thought it was very dark and scary though.

on the edge of my seat the whole time, i jumped every 2 seconds

LOVED LOVED LOVED it

oh and in the lobby when we were waiting to go in kids asked us if they could take pictures with us... that made my night. lol

Man I love college

First college party. woahh. Last weekend I went to Holy Cross College. Don't let the name fool you. It is a religious school but major partying still happens. I shadowed a track runner the whole weekend. Saturday night was party night. Two girls were turning 21 and we went to the outrageous party. We started out playing the animal game. my first thoughts, Yes, this wont be too bad, I am a champ at this game. Turns out in college its a drinking game! Good game gone bad. After the games, the Ke$ha was blasted and the party started. I won't go into details. After all, we like to keep Indefinite Cacophobia classy. But I will like to brag that I am pro at beer pong, but of course I played sober. Crazy night. Wild night. Interesting night. I was offered drinks several times, and yes it would have made my night less awkward. But, I wouldn't be myself.





I feel compelled to write this after reading Tori's post. I too am a "goody two shoes."

Goody Two Shoes

Stupid. Peer pressure. Illegal. Unhealthy. Stupid. Band wagoning. Underage. Pretending. Did I mention stupid? I don't drink. I don't believe in drinking. I will never believe in drinking. It is one of my main passions. What is the point? It tastes good. I don't think so. I'm sure no one can tell me the first time they tried alcohol they thought it was so extremely delicious. If it's so bad that you have to mix it with other juices just to make it taste good, why even drink it? Just have a glass of juice. It will make me feel like an adult. OKAY. Actually drinking is the most immature thing I could ever think of for a teenager to do. Everyone does it. If everyone jumped off a bridge would you? No. You should do your own thing and do what you believe in not what everyone else is doing. "Follow your heart."-Caitlin. Getting drunk is fun. What? If you need alcohol to have fun, you're an idiot. Come on. You're more creative than that, I know it. And it is so bad for you. Internally. Mentally. Physically. Call me goody two shoes, but while everyone is out getting drunk and having "fun", I will be here having a good time with my sober friends not getting fat, addicted, or failed internal organs.

Time

What is time? meaningless.

so easily wasted, overlooked

we take time for granted.

the more we use of it ...

... the faster it runs out

to an infant one year is all it knows,

that year is a life time

to an old man that same year is an insignificant moment

that passes by without notice, just like the rest of them before

time is all in our heads

it doesnt actually exist

it only means what we make it mean

it only seems

time has no beginning and no end

life is such a small spec of eternity

yet it is all we know now

it is our everything

I know there is more

Live like there is

Finding Yourself

Everyone talks about finding themselves. An internal revelation as to who you are in life, I guess. I don't really understand this concept. I also don't believe in it. Which may be partially because I don't understand it. Where were you for all those years that you just found yourself now? Your being should be who you are at the present, who you were in the past, and who you plan to be in the future. If you weren't being your real self for your whole life, that's stupid. It's also impossible. You are who you are. You can't escape who you were and you definitely can't all of a sudden become your "real" self. If you are lost and looking to find yourself, stop. Because you never lost yourself.

Remember When...

Remember when...

War was just a card game,
army men were only plastic,
getting high was something you did on the swings,
boys had cooties,
your worst enemies were your little siblings,
race issues were who ran the fastest,
daddy was the boy we were going to marry,
you invited your whole class to birthday parties and everyone got a valentine,
your biggest problems dealt with math,
the only drug known was cough medicine,
the only thing you smoked were tires on a bike,
cigarrettes were candy,
toys were the only things that got broken,
skinned knees were the only things that hurt,
tatoos were only temporary,
shots were only given by doctor,
bombs were water balloons,
bad words were jerk and meanie,
trash was literally garbage,
everything had a happy ending,
&& Life was simple and care free,

but what I remember most was wanting to grow up.

run from the cops

went to a latrobe hockey game.
normal day. normal life.
our student section is #1 in the world.
our den represents
#25 from the other team was beating on all of our playas.
he was pickin fights all over the place
we were tired of it
so we started a chant no big deal
25 SUCKS! 25 SUCKS!
next thing we know this phsyco cop is coming over telling our entire den to leave the game.
he kicked us out, all of us!
we never even got a warning
i thought we was kidding
then everyone started getting up
so everyone went to the lobby and was talking about it
and still watching the game from out there
crazy cop man came out to the lobby
he was like deranged i was so scared
he started screaming at everyone to leave
he got up in one of our classmates faces and started yelling at him
the kid said "why do we have to leave, we didnt do anything"
and the cop went crazy and said "YOU'RE UNDER ARREST"
we were standing right next to them.
the kid resisted the handcuffs and the police hit him in the head!
everyone was rioting and getting really mad
we decided to get out of there so we were standing outside the rink waiting for people
when we heard a police siren off in the distance
it was getting louder and louder
someone screamed "GET OUT OF HERE"
and we looked down the road and the police car was coming
we all started sprinting for our lives to our cars
biggest rush ever

never thought i would get kicked out of a sporting event, see an arrest and run from the cops all in one night. just livin up senior year, cant wait for the next hockey game

Whoever said snow was needed to go sled riding is dumb and does not know how to have fun.

The extremely long title pretty much sums it up. Sure, snow makes sledding easier but a challenge is always fun, right? Yesterday, Caitlin and I were sitting and looking at our blog doing absolutely nothing. When we had the brilliant idea to go sledding. We grabbed a scarf and some sleds and rolled out. We found a steep enough hill to pick up siiick speed on our sleds. We are actually geniuses because now is the perfect time to sled, because it's not too cold. && On the way home, we even found a ladder. BONUS :) Here are pictures of our amazingness:

So go sledding, dont be like everyone else and wait for snow.

Ohhh, and every song on Taylor Swift's album is fabulous and you should probably listen.

kbyeuntilnexttimeuglies.

17 days 4 hours 32 minutes until Ke$has new album :)

Royalty Free

Royalty Free. I am royalty free. Caitlin is royalty free. Our broadcast class is royalty free. What is royalty free?

Royalty free is music that isn't copyrighted so we can use it in our videos. Many students find the selection lame, dull, and not as good as "real" music. I don't get it. Royalty free music is just as good, if not better than music you hear on the radio or listen to on your iPod. Most of the songs don't have lyrics. None of the song's have titles. But everyone knows all of the beats by heart. If you say, "You know that one that goes da da da da?" Everyone knows exactly which song you mean. The songs are categorized into folders with unique titles like "Mid Tempo", "Electrica" or "Millennium". No one really knows what the titles mean. Like what does "Millennium" sound like? But that is all a part of the mysterious qualities of royalty free music.

On occasion you do find those rare songs with lyrics and a dynamite beat. Our most recent discovery is track 27 in the "hip hop and vocal jam" category, my person favorite. It has legit rap lyrics like "Where my players at?" and "Do you want the money?". So Caitlin and I had the genius idea of downloading all of our favs to our computer so we can make a cd of them and put them on our iPods.

So next time you need some music but don't want to deal with copyrights, just look to royalty free. It never lets you down.

follow your heart

i love everything
sometimes i type up quotes, sayings, thoughts or feelings on little pieces of paper and tape them on bathroom doors at the school and never tell anyone
i have trouble focusing im always thinking of a million things, they are always the same things
i analyze people alot. every person is so weird i wish i knew all about them. and could talk to each one my whole life
why do people lie i love real people, hard to find
peanut butter
i love deep talks hate small talk
i wonder why everyone isnt like me
adventures spontaneous weird
keep moving dont get stuck, im stuck
it goes so fast, gone
what matters
im looking for you
grasp on life, get it

.follow your heart.

The Best Day of My Life

So on Saturday we had a cross country meet in Pittsburgh. No big deal, we go there all of the time. But then I remembered HE will be there. Only the sexiest, hottest, fastest, funniest, (basically the all around best) runner in the entire WPIAL will be there. Joe Kush. His long, flowing, golden locks mixed with his model-like expressions mesmerize every little cross country runner girl at the meet. Now prior to the meet half of the team requested him on Facebook, and he accepted, not expecting us to be so creepy in love with him. So when we see him sweetly swinging on the playground with his teammate, we approach him. We actually got to talk to him face to face. In real life. I am not making this up. And we of course got photographic evidence. And when we went to take the pic his perfect arm wrapped around Caitlin and his hand gently rested on my shoulder. I almost died. So it may seem pretty dumb to be this obsessed over a guy you don't even know. But it's not. Don't believe me? Take a look for yourself...

As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Love ya Joe :)

Newest Accomplishment

before

I have always lived my life embarresed of my lack of flexibility. Its been at least 6 years since I could touch my toes. I considered touching my ankles a good day. Well after suffering many failed sit and reach tests in gym class, and my own mother's ridicule that she is more flexible than me, I decided to stretch every night with the goal of reaching my toes.

Then, my younger brother came home from football camp, and showed me how he could now touch his toes, making me the only one in the family unflexible. Enough was enough. This was the last straw, I got serious. I practiced night and day, everyday.


Then before my last volleyball game, I reached down expecting to be disppointed. All of a sudden, I touched my toes. Its like a new world. I am a new person. Touching my toes might be the greatest accomplishment of my life. :) This just goes to show that practice really pays off. I am a changed woman. after

Rockstar

Made is at my school. yes, I'm talking MTV Made. I'm not kidding, this is real. Last year there was auditions at my school to get on the show. At first, I didn't think anyone would get on. I mean why would MTV come to western Pennsylvania?

But I was wrong. A junior, Natalie, was chosen to be made into rockstar. Its a pretty unoriginal idea if you ask me, so I was surprised she was chosen. My friend, Sam, got a call back to be a speed skater. A much better and super creative, never been done before idea! But, Natalie was picked. I think she was picked because she is an outcast. I hate to be mean and admit it, but its the truth. And thats apparently what MTV is looking for. She is a classical pianist now, but in six short weeks she will be a rockstar, if all goes well.

A camera person has followed her around school. But, the big question is... WHO WILL HER MADE COACH BE? What famous person will be walking the halls of our school? The made coach was supposed to come to school yesterday, but never showed. It was a huge disappointment, but eventually we will fin out. Rumors are flying around school, about when she will come. I can't wait! I hope its someone cool, like, Miley Cyrus (I wish), Rihanna or Ke$ha. But whoever it is, as long as I have heard of them I will be happy.

Your probably thinking, your so lucky Kim, I cant wait to see you on TV. But no, I have no classes with Natalie, and never even pass her in the hallway. I will try my best to get on camera, but I can't make any promises, uglies!

I will keep you posted on who the coach is. Filming is going to end at the homecoming football game, so I am thinking half time show? Probably.

Peace outt,

Kimberlyyy

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BLOG. it will change your life. NAWTTT.

we have a shoutout from kaitlin glovy:

"i love my cat and nicki minaj"

she has recently chosen to begin her very own blog! we here at indefinite cacophobia support all young bloggers. and are very proud of kaitlin's decision.

here is a link to her brand spankin new bloggy thing!

http://damnnnitfeelsgoodtobeagangster.blogspot.com/

please explore it and follow her. it quite possibly might suck. but nevertheless, we need to fellowship and nuture the new members to our blogging community to keep them here and to strengthen them.

Chocolate Milk

Once upon a time, I drank some chocolate milk. Everyone loves chocolate milk. Like not the syrup that you mix with plain milk, but the pre-mixed stuff from the grocery store. It's so creamy and thick and delicious that it's really hard to resist. So me, Caitlin and our friend Erika bought some chocolate milk and candy to eat at my house before our school's football game. My mom ordered pizzas and it was a jolly time. So before the pizza got there, we wanted a small glass of chocolate milk. I poured one for each of us as we sat around the dining room table on our laptops. So Caitlin and I drink ours in 5 seconds because that is how fast we eat/drink everything. So to be funny and frankly just because she wanted more milk, Caitlin sneaks and grabs Erika's glass and drinks the rest of hers while Erika is consumed with her laptop. Genius. As the night goes on Caitlin and I laugh every time Erika takes a sip of her new, larger glass of milk because she never even noticed that Caitlin stole her old glass. Erika gets suspicious and thinks that Caitlin put something in her milk. She begins crazily dumping her milk out searching for something in it, but obviously there wasn't anything in it. Erika is VERY upset because Caitlin won't tell her what happened. Then she sits on top of Caitlin screaming "What did you do to it?" so Caitlin says "What did I do to what?" and Erika's piercing shrill fills my entire street when she yelled "MY MILK!!!!". At this point Caitlin and I are dying. After Erika somewhat calms down it is time to go to the football game. So Caitlin quickly texts all of our friends and tells them to ask Erika if she liked her milk at the game. So when we got there people randomly came up to her and asked her how her milk was and she gets sooo mad because at this point she still has no clue what Caitlin did! Then this morning at the crack of dawn we were on a school bus on the way to a cross country meet and Caitlin finally told Erika what she did to her milk. And Erika thought it was the stupidest thing ever. And they all lived happily ever after, the end.

Stalking Works

so i had never stalked anyone before. i had only heard about it in the movies and youtube videos. until this summer... so now i can tell you how to successfully stalk anyone of your choice and testify of its effectiveness.
now before i give you the steps. you need the rules. DO NOT break the rules of stalking. if they are broken there is no garrantee that you will be successful.

-be extremely weird and bizzarre and shockingly confident.
- never stalk alone.
if you stalk alone. thats like real stalking from the movies and youtube vids. dont do it thats creeeepy. if you do it with a small group of friends it is taken as more of a joke. and you will have friends to share every little story and encounter with. makes it much more hilarious and a much better time. trust me i know from experience.
- let everyone in on the joke. just share it with everyone. its really funny and then it will stress even more the fact that you are not for real, you are just funny. you can even tell the "stalkee" all the crazy stories later after you successfully become best friends.

now for our story...
we work at idlewild. #2 best kids park in the world. happiest place on earth. you get the idea. I LOVE that place. anyways my sister found the cutest boy in the park. then she shared with us and we all agreed to stalk him. he wore high black socks with a tattoo of air jordan on his left calf. we wont name him...he doesnt need any more stalkers... so we blew him kisses, stuck our tounges out said hey everytime we passed him but we never actually talked to him or knew him at all. One day before work we went to walmart and bought high black socks and all wore them to work. Everyone knew we were copying him and it was one of the funniest things evaaa. then we played kickball with him. this is where the real friendship started. soon we had a handshake and he had given me a sillyband. NOW WE ARE BEST FRIENDS. real best friends. its pretty crazay! therefore stalking works. end of story. try it. peace :p

Last Hoorah of the Summer

With only one week left for the summer, time was running out. Caitlin and I had to do something quick, something fun, something crazy. Thats when we had our adcenture along with our friends, Alexa, Jenn and Katelyn. Caitlin grabbed cards, candles and bandannas. Your probably wondering why would she do that? It doesnt sound fun or crazy? But location was key. We went to the park in town at 8, and stayed until 10:30 (driving curfew is 11). At this time the park is not like the park during the day, it is filled with druggies in the back woods, random sketchy people and us.
We lit the candles, hudled around and brought out the cards. Then we placed the bandannas 30 ft away and played ETREME spoons! Once someone got four of a kind, we dashed off, pushing, shoving, falling, anything to get those bandannas. It was 10 times better than any other game of spoons I have played.
Now the park is the hip hopping place to go for us, non druggy/sketchy people. We played capture the flag the next night. And we won... duh! But now the adventure is over, school as started. but whatever, its senior year. Who cares, right?

SENIORS '11

Another world

Last week I had the opportunity to go to England Ireland and Wales. It was truely AMAZING even so that i cannot begin to describe the alltogether experience in a blog post. I have so many great and hilarious stories i could share. but i feel that my posts drag on and i sincerly apologize i will try to keep them under control but sometimes it is very hard. It really is a whole different world over there that I had never experienced living in pennslyvannia my whole life. First off the accents are awesome. But they also just say really funny cool things that we don't. I give you a little list so you can start talking like the british because it is much more exciting than the way we talk. =) 1. no more trash. its rubbish
2. you dont pass cars you overtake them
3. there is no exit but there is a way out
4. there are no bathrooms or restrooms in england. they only have toilets (and the females toilet signs the girl is wearing a really poofy dress)

5. your sweater is a jumper
6. your sunglasses are sunnys
7. your underwear is your knickers or pants
8. and your pants are trousers
there is alot more im forgetting im sure but im glad i posted this much atleast so i wont forget it either.
adios uglies!

August

Today marks the first day of August, the end of summer. Barely one month until school starts. So uglies, I am writing today to say LIVE IT UP.

As Phineas and Ferb said in the first episode, "I, for one, am starting to get bored, and boredom is something of up with which I will not put! The first thing they're going to ask us when we get back to school is 'what did we do over summer?' I mean, no school for three months; our lives should be a rollercoaster! And I mean a good rollercoaster, not like that one we rode at the state fair."

I am not going to continue to write when summer is ticking away, and you shouldnt waste your time on the computer.

Peace out, uglies!

Adventure Walks

So if you haven’t noticed our weekly obsessions by now, you really don’t follow our blog very closely. Caitlin and I have a new obsession with walking. I’m sure many people go for walks all the time, but because we are runners, walking is a whole new experience. But we don’t just go for a little 15 minute walk around the hood. We go for like an hour and a half adventure hike. You just keep going. Don’t stop. No pre-planned path. If you feel like going left, you go left.

While you are walking you can talk, bring a boom box, or just do random rebellious things along the way. You can also go on destination walks. This means you actually end up at a place of some importance, like Rita’s. Extreme walking is an outstanding hobby really. But if for some unknown reason you don’t like walking or large amounts of exercise, then I guess you can just play skyball.

A sky ball can go up to 75 feet.

Today was sunday, which means no work. yes, no idlewild. its a sad thing. so me and my sister decided to go outside and lay in the grass. to try and get some sun. if you do not know, we are pale white vampire people so this was the first time we ever tried this. then after a few seconds our faces got really hot so we tried putting stuff over our face. but then after a few minutes our whole body got really hot. then we decided we were foolish and we wouldn't try that again. so we moved on to drawing on our driveway with chalk. this was fun at first. we drew a garden then a city. then we had our best idea yet. we decided to invent a game that we could play all day. we called the game sky ball which we named after the ball used in the game. SKY BALL. our sky ball was a gift from d.j. rossi. thankyou dj! =) but you can purchase your own at walmart!

SKY BALL

1. make your sky ball court

a. get a driveway and get chalk.

b. draw a line seperating your court into 2 halves.

c. draw a pokeball in the middle of the entire court with half of the pokeball on each half.

2. recruit your player(s)

a. it is a two player game.

b. this means you need to find one friend to play with you.

c. a one player game is possible but it requires much skill and is extremely exhausting sprinting to each side of the court in order to beat the sky ball to that side.

d. if you are fortunate enough to have more than one friend, you can play tournament style.

3. rules of the game

a. it is four square, only two square.

b. if you dont know how to play four square, seek help.

c. you cannot spike. remember: sky balls go up to 75 feet

d. if the sky ball lands within the middle circle (the pokeball) then both players try to kick the ball to the opposite side of the court. whoever kicks it first, the other person recieves a negative point.

4. scoring

a. it is impossible to earn a point.

b. only negatives points when you suck

c. only one person can be negative at a time

d. if player A is negative and player B messes up, then player A only becomes less negative.

e. every mistake is worth -1 point

f. the score starts at 0,0 and will stay this way only if you are me and my sister who never mess up.

BEST GAME EVER, so thought i would share. PEACE.

STATES!

Recently, I had one of the best weekends of my life. States for track. I qualified in the long jump :) Memorial day weekend, I packed my bag and headed to Shippensburg. Thursday morning, I met with the other qualifiers from my town (5 others), and we loaded into the mini van. Its tradition to stop at Ruthies dinner for breakfast. I figured this diner would be about halfway to Shippensburg. But no, it was 15 minutes away from my home town. I dont see why it is so special, but nonetheless it was a fun start.

Upon arriving Thursday, tents were being set up, and runners were getting ready for Fridays events. I put on my spikes to join the other athletes. After warm ups we piled into the minivans and went to Olive garden, another tradition. After going through about 20 baskets of bread and our meal we stopped at Walmart on the way to the hotel.

At Walmart the boys 4x4 team thought they would be sneaky and buy little water guns. Kim C and I saw what they were doing and bought water balloons without them knowing. Once we reached the hotel, we got right to work! It was very difficult to fill the balloons and the faucet filler that came with the balloons didnt work, and we had to rely on our instincts. We probably broke more than we filled. But we were ready! When we heard the knock on the door, we knew what was coming. We opened the door and the boys squirted us thinking they were so clever. Until we fired our water balloons. The looks on their faces were priceless as they screamed their realization that we had balloons. This turned into a full out water fight in the hotel hallway. Luckily, our coaches and the hotel staff never yelled at us. The hallway was soaked! I think it is safe to say the girls won :) This was the definitely the highlight of my trip.

The next day it was time to compete. The stadium was packed. The bleachers were completely filled and people watched from all around the track. I ended up jumping the worst I have ever jumped that season, but the experience was fantastic! Hopefully, I will get the chance to compete next year at states! Friday night was hung out at the hotel, and stayed up until 2. We then woke up to watch the other Kim compete. She placed 5th! It was great watching the meet, almost all the races were neck and neck! I will never forget this weekend!

Peace out Ugliesss :)

Lights and Mints

My newest obsession is Lights. She opened at an Owl City concert my sister went to out in Provo, my sister came home for the summer, and the first time i heard her, I LOVED IT! My friends think she sounds similar to B Spears and Ke$ha. I can see where they are coming from, but she is her own sick and original style. Her best song is definatley Ice. It's so good! At approximatley 1:48-2:06 is this crazy fast crazy awesome part! It's so hard to learn, but with some hard work dedication and motivation you can obtain this goal. You just have to know the right techniques. I learned from my sister's friend Andi to right the lyrics on an index card and take it everywhere you go until you learn them off by heart. Within two days I had it down perfect! No one has ever heard of Lights. So you shouldn't feel out of the loop or anything. I'm just making it known that Indefinite Cacophobia is a major fan of Lights... so in a year when she is number 1 on Itunes the world will know we loved her in the beginning.

I wrote a blog previously on Ke$ha and I feel im overdueing the "emerging artists" post. But I just love music!!! I will make up for this by now beginning to talk about another item of business completley irrevelant and unrelated! But, with my geniusness will find a way to tie it in together and trick the uglies into thinking I made a smooth transition. So like i was saying i LOVE Lights. and i also LOVE life saver wintergreen mints. AND. if you go in the dark and open your mouth while chewing the mints they make sparks and LIGHT up. Everyone loves these. They are great. But every dedicated fan knows there are 2 kinds of these mints. Sometimes you hit a bag full of one kind or sometimes you get a mix.

Type 1: "The rock hard kind." They are hard like you would expect any mint to be. This is great for the consumers that want their mint to last a long time, and only eat one to freshen up their breath maybe once a day.
Type 2: "The soft and dissolving kind." When you pop it into your mouth it unexpectedly begins to dissolve and its crazy soft. This is great for us people who want to eat as many mints as humanly possible in a short amount of time. They also have a much better taste and texture in general. They are also good for the folks with braces or sensitive teeth. because "the rock hard kind" can be a little rough when the mints are eaten in large quantities.

Why is there a difference? This is something millions of mint eaters wonder each day when they open a new pack and are surprised by the softness or hardness. I have a few theories but they are not completley proven yet.
1. That the softer ones are the older ones or expired ones. Which is kind of gross but they taste better.
2. That the softer ones are from microscopic holes in each individual wrapped one or in the main bag. (If the whole bag is a soft pack.)
I have tested this by opening the individual wrappers and leaving the mints sitting on top of them on my dresser for a few weeks, but its debatable if they were there long enough or if that is what made them soft or not.

Okay i'm done addressing this. I love lights and life savor wintergreen mints. especially the old soft and dissolving kind.

Death By Testing

Well if Kim hasn’t posted in a bajillion years, then I haven’t posted in a few light-years or so. My apologies. But I wanted to get a post up before my death. I am suffering from a terminal illness caused by excessive quantities of testing. My whole life has become studying for tests. Today is Wednesday. Tomorrow I have an APUSH vocab test (which I should probs be studying for right now) and the PSSA’s, Friday I have a unit test in APUSH, Saturday I’m taking the SAT’s, Sunday I have a practice AP Language test, Tuesday and Wednesday I have my 2-day APUSH final, next Friday is the official APUSH AP test and the 13^th is the official AP Language AP test. Some symptoms of this disease are being over stressed, lack of a social life, frequent headaches, and in rare and extreme cases, mind explosion and eventually death.

Not even my family is trying to cure my problem. My parents hand me stacks of college mail every day and pressure me to look at colleges online and plan college visits and plan my whole future in these two weeks of massive testing. AHH! In my eyes the only real solution is to quit. Stop doing everything in my life that causes me stress. Take a few days off. And then maybe I will continue with my life. But unfortunately that is not an option for me. I have been to several specialists, and no one seems to have the proper cure for my illness. I just have to put up with the symptoms and wait in agony for my death by testing.