Loopy Love

Friday, June 8, 2012

Writing.

Do any of you writers out there ever get in writing moods? Like you just want to write ALL THE TIME? Well I do. In fact, I'm in one of those moods right now, which is why this post today will be short. I'm listening to music and the house is quiet because everyone is asleep or either at work so it's the perfect time!

The house is quiet,
The parents gone,
The kids asleep,
The computer wide awake.

Music streaming,
Fingers typing,
Brain functioning,
Writing forming to come alive.

Ideas rolling,
Plots raging,
Settings constructing,
That's what writing is all about.


Boom, just wrote that in like 10 minutes off the top of my head. hahah, well imma go!

Always,
Libby.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Tennnessee, frogs, and Pets.

I am in Tennessee right now because we have a cabin here. Well, one word describes it. BEAUTIFUL. I keep taking pictures of everything I see just simply because everything I see it so beautiful. It is really peaceful and calm here and I feel like I am so relaxed. I have to go home tomorrow but I will be coming back a lot more over summer. Speaking of summer, I'm so happy! School is over, I'm going into my Junior year of high school, and this is the first summer that I can drive where ever I want. Plus, my parents will be in Tennessee more than half the summer (they are gonna "live up at the lake") and i'll be home, so when ever and where ever, I can drive myself. Imma be shopping, swimming, at friends houses, going out to eat, everywhere. It'll be so fun! Plus, I get to go to the beach (PCB!!!!) with my best friend, Sarah, and I might get to go to the Bahama's on a cruise with my mom and my other best friend, Hannah.
So my brother has a girlfriend, Brittaney, and she is scared of frogs and fish (she came withus to Tennessee). So I was on a walk with my mom and best friend, Sarah, this morning and I saw a small frog just hopping around. So I decided to pick it up and bring it back to our house. I walked through the door and put it in a glass cup. I walked over to here and watched as she freaked out. I laughed but realized that I had to go put him back outside in the wild. So I walked outside as she was still freaking out and put the glass on the ground. I wanted to keep the frog as a pet but my mom said I couldn't. Plus, we have two cats. Anyways, I named the frog, Robert. (:
We went up the hill this morning on a walk, like I said earlier, and there are a whole bunch of different types of animals. There are pigs, horses, cows, bunnys, goats, cats, and a pony. So we go over to the pigs and I start laughing because the daddy pig was protecting the babies from us. Then he turned around his ball sack was hanging out.I stared laughing even more and started taking pictures with my phone. I thought it was pretty hilarious. Hahah. But yesterday we were in our car driving towards the town near us and we pass the pigs. Of course, onepig is just standing there peeing. The pee is coming straight out of the back of him and it is just shooting out. It was hilarious but I didn't think to take a picture. That would havebeen a little too weird even though I took a picture of the daddy pigs ball sack.I love pigs...
So I now have two cats and they are over a year old. They are my world but I want another pet. Like a turtle or something easy to handle. I don't want a turtle that stays completely under water at all times or a snapping turtle. I want a nice turtle that won't hurt you and stays above water. I want the cage to be like half water, half rocks. You know, to have land and water. Something like that.  I kind of don't want a turtle though. I want an animal that you can play with. A dog, guinie pig, ferret, bunny, or any kind of rodent is out of the picture, oh, and I can't get another cat. I really really really wanted a guinie pig though. They are so adorable. But my mom like despises them so guess thats a no. I also always thought a chinchilla would be awesome but mymom won't let me get that either. Eh, it's whatever. Whatever I get, I get.
I guess that's all for this time.
Adios!

Always,
Libby.