Is it just me or does watching the Winter Olympics really make you wish you could be that extraordinary in a sport like skating (or in general)? Because we had such a cold weather for the past few days, everything was cover in ice. My instincts were to skate outside and imagine as if I were a professional ice skater. So this afternoon, instead of staying warm inside, I went outside to play in the ice. I felt like a kid again. :)
Here are some other pictures from my afternoon adventures in my neighborhood:
The frozen car
Exploring through town in the lovely weather.
There is a really famous blog from a guy (Running from Camera) who takes pictures in random places. His idea behind it is to run as far as he can within 2 seconds. I decided to try it, but did not go that far. I admire his sprinting skills! haha
Failed. Forgot to put the 2 second timer. ooopsie.
My 2nd try. Did I go farther in distance? Hmm.
This is what happens when you accidentally place your camera in a ten second timer... instead of two.
I am VERY original with my blog titles that I think I might just deserve a blog award! =] ____________________________________________________________
Yesterday, the 19th, a very good friend of mine turn 18 years old. I decided to bake her some sugar cookies.
But not just your regular sugar cookies,
these were vegan, gluten-free, and nut-free sugar cookies!
To: Cherrybrook Kitchen
You are awesome!Cookie dough = yummm
Royal frosting looks like paint. Hmm it is a type of artwork.
Lesson learned: when the directions tell you to Roll the dough in circles, just do it. Or else they look like muffin tops, hence the picture below. ooops
Thank goodness for the frosting, it makes up for the odd shapes.
Ta Dah! For those who are math geeks out there, one of the cookies has a math equation.
Sigma of x divided by (alyssa) square. Then it says: U=A, Du=C (*Using U substitution) .
As in Alyssa derivative is Crazy. AKA "Alyssa (or You) drives me crazy" hahaha eh, never mind.. Happy Birthday Alyssa!
I have two pictures I wanted to post because I thought they were hilarious! They are kind of old, and it's blurry because they were from my cell phone :)
This is funny, but so wrong. A dog does not need a costume.
It's my senior year in high school, and like many other seniors, I have been applying for scholarships for months now. I don't mind filling out the information packets, but when it comes to the essays, I really (REALLY) dread them! It is a huge advantage if you can write well, but it's a huge disadvantage for those who struggle with English.
Anyway, my mom always told me that you don't lose anything from trying. Umm, hello, what about time? Just kidding. So I listened to her, and I've been writing essays for months now.
Today I got a letter in the mail from one of the scholarships I signed up, and you know, I got a bit anxious to see what was inside. I was hoping for an awesome thousand dollar scholarship, but that's not what I found.
Actually, I found something hilarious.
A ten dollar check! Hahah. Was my essay that bad that they pity me? nah, I just think they wanted to prove a point. That anyone who attempts deserves a reward. That was nice of them! If only all scholarships did that....I would be rich!
A few days ago, my friend made me the most amazing sugar cookies I ever seen. I was so curious to know where she went for sources, and so I asked her. She told about a site called Bakerella. The website is brilliant! So I found this really awesome recipe for cake balls and decided to try it. It's my first time using velvet cake, so no making fun of! My intention for baking this recipe was for a valentines day present. Yeah yeah, I know I am a few days late, but I am sure they won't mind!
Good day today. I spent my morning cooking breakfast for my mom. The menu included veggie omelet, toast with olive spread, and a bit of grapes. Right before I woke her up, I turn on the ipod speakers with the song I Thought She Knew by Nsync. Amazing harmony! My morning surprise turn out well, my mother almost cried of joy.
Later in the day, my mom and I went cruising around town. We went to this marketplace that sold fresh sushi! Probably not that many people are impress with sushi, but I was, because when you live in the middle of nowhere USA, it's hard to find any foreign food. Sure we have a few Chinese and Mexican restaurants, but when it comes to choosing a place to go out to eat, we have limited choices.
Overall, today was a marvelous day. Yeah, I did get reminded often that it was Single Awareness Day, but seriously, whoever said that being single was a bad thing?
Above my head, I saw a yellow, oval, latex floating in the air. While I saw the little girl hold the string that connected to the unfamiliar three-dimensional figure, I realized that it was a balloon. I was 5 and amazed. While everyone around me celebrated kindergarten graduation, my attention was on that big yellow balloon. As I attempted to reach for the string, the girl took a single turn to avoid my hangs from touching her precious balloon. It was only then that I realized that I had to fight for it. As I made a run to tackle the girl, to both of our dismay, her hands let go of the string from my sudden movement. From the ground, we both intently watch the big yellow balloon rise to the skies, and it was only then that I realized that I would never see that yellow balloon again. Reminiscing through the story made me agnize the resemblance I shared with the balloon. It technically designates myself character as a student. Therefore, I, Amy Fitzpatrick, believe to be a Yellow Balloon.
As describe in Physics, in order for something to “float” in the air, it must weigh less than the air itself. A balloon needs helium, in order to float in the air. Now, why would I explain this to you? Well you see, metaphorically I see the Helium as good knowledge. When you fill an empty balloon with Helium, it not only expands but rises. When I go to school and learn something new, I expand in knowledge that can benefit my future. The quote “The sky is the Limit” can support my idea and beliefs. When a balloon is filled with a gas like helium, otherwise known as good information, it can rise. Just like the balloon, I see myself rise when I expand my resources. I think of these resources as my goals in life. When I set my goals, I try to reach for them, even if they are bigger or “far up in the sky”.
Colors are use to add a detail on any noun because they have a hidden symbol or meaning. The color yellow signifies joy, intellect, and energy. If I was to be a color, I would be yellow.You see, like the color yellow, I try to keep a positive attitude towards school and at home. With my optimism, it’s hard for me not to always ask questions, in other words, I keep myself intellect. I believe that a person’s favorite color describe who they are as a person, ironically enough, my favorite color is yellow.
Even though most of my comparisons to a yellow balloon are intellectual, there are some bad qualities that a balloon and I both share. As easy as it is for a balloon to expand in size and rise, it is also very delicate. If a needle or any sharp object was within touching distance, the balloon would burst. Like a bursting balloon, I myself have some disadvantages as a student. In my years that I spent in High school, I have experience the highs and lows. The highs would include good test scores, amazing understanding skills, and entertaining classes. The lows, in the other hand, include dreading classes, piles of assignments, and strict teachers. All accumulates to a very stress “me”. Unfortunately, I don’t handle stress well and like a balloon, I would burst into a breakdown.By a breakdown, I mean “It’s the end of the world and I won’t make it!” situation. We all have fears, and for me, that sharp needle or as I like to call “bad karma” is my weakness.
As I recalled the past incident that led me to my own personal metaphor, I realize that even if I theoretically share some characteristics with a balloon, in reality the balloon and I are nothing alike. If the balloon would burst, it would’ve been extremely hard for it to be fix. When a balloon is filled with Helium, it can only expand a certain amount, and even when the balloon rises through the sky, there is always a limit. For me, there is no actual limit to my knowledge, if I burst I can always try again, and if I try hard, I can rise pass the sky.
and that is why I named my blog Yellow Balloon.
No worries, none of my actual blogs will be worded in such detail and essay composure!After all, I just want to say WELCOME to my blog, where I will right just about everything and anything that appears in my head.
Here are some other pictures from my afternoon adventures in my neighborhood:
There is a really famous blog from a guy (Running from Camera) who takes pictures in random places.
That's all.
