My Grandma is really one of the best Grandma's out there. I know everyone thinks they have the best Grandma, and I'm sure, for them, its true. So there is no sense in saying, "NO, MINE, is the best". Even if it is true ;)
Today is her birthday, and right now, I'm thanking God that we still have her. No one really realizes how close we were to saying goodbye last Spring. It was an extremely. EXTREMELY hard time for my family, very stressful and sad, with mom gone taking her to the Dr.'s, and both the boys gone to school or work, and dad working, I was home alone ALOT. It was not a fun time in life, but we would do, and sacrifice ANYTHING for her. I'm not sure what my mom would do with out her. I'm not sure what she would do without my mom. Needless to say, by the grace of God, we all made it through, and she is healthy and we are all thankful. We all have a special relationship wit her, cos she iiiss special (much sarcasm intended).  
I'm sure she wouldn't like me to say how old she is (not like I am sure about it anyway) but lets just say, She is old enough. And since I can't find recent photo at the moment, this will have to suffice.

Doesn't she have great hair???
Ok, so a  few things I love about my Gramma.
My Gramma is HILARIOUS. Yesterday I had a ball with her. Mom dropped me off at her house while she went to do errands in town, and let me tell you, Gramma was in a mood. Everything she did was so funny I couldn't help but crack up at her. Granted, she is getting up there, so therefore, that means she forgets a bit more than normal, so little things like, leaving her gum on the fruit bowl for later, and then finding it again and doing a happy dance, is what I am talking about. And she likes to stomp her feet and act silly when she doesn't get her way. I hope I am that fun when I'm her age. I hope I can be the type of Gramma she has been to us, when I have my own grandchildren.
My Gramma, as said, is funny, her sense of humor is really dry, and she likes dumb jokes, simply cos they are dumb. She's really short, and we make fun of her for it alot, and she has a bladder the size of a grain of rice, and we make fun of that alot. She has a silly lookin dog, and we make fun of that alot too. We make fun of her, alot. And thats part of what makes the relationship we have with her special. Cos its all in fun.
She isn't your average Gramma who has cookies right out of the oven when you go over to see her tho. Normally, she has crackers. Or grapes. Alot of the times, orange juice. Sometimes she simply doesn't have anything nice to eat, lol, but we all got over that a long time ago.
If I had to pick one word to describe my Grandmother, it would be cute. Pretty much everything she does is cute. If I had 2 words, it would be cute, and honest. If you asked my Gramma "do these jeans me me look fat?". Believe me, she will tell you the truth! If I had 3 words, it would be cute, honest and short. :)
Happy Birthday Grandma, I love you.
Nonii <3

I do believe in fairies

I'm never really going to be an adult. The child inside me is simple to strong. The last 7 years of my life I've known that I'll never really grow up. That doesn't mean that I'm not mature, or responsible, even tho I tend to mess up alot, I am.
I'm going to be an adult, a legal adult, in exactly 378 days, Thats going to go by like. BAM.  I'll be starting college, hopefully I'll have a job and be driving, and I'll have alot more responsibilities on my plate, but I'll cope. The hardest part will be not having enough time to day dream and write..
I'm gifted, I'm really good with kids. I think the reason why, is that I find it the easiest thing to level myself with them. Most kids love me, most...those who don't, well its mutual I'm sure..
I'm not the type of person who extrovertedly entertains kids. Thats just not my style, I dont put on a happy face and dance for them to win their love and respect.  Unless they are irresistibly cute, and pretty little, I let them seek me out. I never go out of my way to get their attention.
And tho that might no quite sound like a "gift" to some people, kids do LOVE me..and sometimes I dont quite understand it either.
But I think the main reason, is that I have so much real childishness left in me.

I know that even when I am 30, I'll run bare foot, my weakness for swings will be just as strong, and I'll still pretend that I'm on a lone raft in the middle of a shark infested ocean, when I'm really just on a floaty in the pool with 5 screaming kids ( I'll be screaming too)
Point is, compared to most people who are sure they are still "kid like", I'm extreme.. Sometimes to extreme. Tho not many people could guess it, but thats just the introvert in me ;)
This is me, coming to the realization, that I'm going to be 17, in 13 days.
I'm having a hard time with it, even if it will be nice to be "older" :p
I don't wanna grow up. But I want all those  things that a grown up life has to offer. Just without bills, and the "acting like an adult" part.
Its rather ironic too, that half my friends are adults.. Of course, the other half are little kids.

So for me, getting older is bitter sweet, sometimes more bitter than sweet.

Captain Obvious

I rather re-did my whole blog.  I've been tired with the way my blog looked, and since I'm re-defining my writing style and just kinda changing up my blog a bit, I thought it needed a make over! I love the background, it isn't to bold, and I like that, its just pleasing enough, with a warm rich feeling that gives it a cozy feel. Anywho, being a Saturday there's alot to get "blitzed" here in the Valencia home.
bye
<3 Nonii

A quick one.

At last! I'm home! I love my home, unlike many teens in the world who would do anything to get away from home, my home is the LAST place I would want to run away from. Its where I belong right now, and its where I'm most happy. So needless to say, I am happy.
The flight back was long, I didn't get any sleep on the first flight thanks to a screaming 17mnth old child who was partial to hitting its mother, and on the last flight from Denver to St.Louis, Dad met a nice christian guy and they talked the whole time. So it was kinda hard to sleep. But really, I was to excited to be back in my territory to get much sleep. When the plane landed in St.Louis, I can't tell you how grateful I was to be back. And even tho it was dark, the fact there there was TREES and GRASS and just gorgeousness surrounding me, made me feel all cozy inside, despite the fact that it was 39 degrees out, and I had just left 104 degree weather. But I don't mind the weather here, its supposed to be cold in October. Right now its completely overcast, freezing, and dreary out. BUT I LOVE IT. Granted in the middle of February I don't, but its nice now.
I had a great time in Cali, and I'm preparing myself to having to say that about a thousand and six times tonight.
I'm going to church and I have a feeling I'll get asked about my trip alot. Also I have Spanish class, and I'm going to flunk, no doubt, I have studied the last...um... 2 days. Alot. And a few days last week, but not enough. Oh well.
So its weird. In Cali, they have Carls Jr., and its the same exact thing as Hardees here. But never EVER eat at a Carls Jr. in a airport. Ugh. So gross.
No but really, I did have a good time in Cali! (I dont feel like I got my point across very well ;) And a many MANY thanks to all my family! You all are awesome and I can't wait to see you again!!!
Tomorrow I'll try and post some pix, for I have to study.

::For Adam::

Greetings peoples!!
A dear person (named Adam) who writes a very nice blog has inspired me to start blogging again. So I shall begin again in honor of him. Cos I'm a nerd like that :)
Getting all "stressed" over blogging is for noodles. My thoughts are normal again, please don't ask what my problem was, cos I dunno, in the words of a little friend of mine "It was prolly the hormones".
So I'm back at it again! I won't promise a post every day, but lets hope for at least one a week (:
Right now I'm sitting at my Tia and Tio's house in California.
I've got a funky blister on my left index finger and NO clue how it got there (i'm right handed)
I've also got a mullet, and its currently flipping out, cos I now have in my possession some amazing hair fixer upper stuff.
My tummy just got filled up with mash taters 'n gravy and biscuits from  Kentucky Fried Chicken, and I have one thing to say. They don't know how to make mashed taters in California like they do in Missouri. Thats fo sho.
I've had a funtastic time in CA so far, all my family are so nice and awesome, I got to go to Disneyland, San Diego Seaport Village, and old town San Diego. I've  thoroughly enjoyed hot dry weather and desert landscaping, oh, and huge mountains that never end.
There has been good food eaten, cute cousin babies held, fun cousin conversations had, stomach aches endured, looong showers taken, self discovery, lobsters attacked, new boots bought, and much much more.
I can't wait to share some of my photo's with you all (so far, I've only taken about 300, be proud of me people!) For now, this is what I look like in California,

Excuse the creepy expression..
And have a nice day! <3
Love,
Nonii