walk into the mind of the sappy

I recently went to the library, somehow managing to get five books from a library that is miniscule and tiny, and yet STILL larger than the Southlake Public Library. I am seriously considering filing a complaint when I get back. I mean really. I thought that Southlake was really big on the whole,  "education is really important!" thing. so please explain to me why I could finish the entire Young Adult section in like three weeks and not enjoy far too many of them. Is one floor really all you have for me? honestly.

But because of all the Nicholas Sparks books that become movies and sing he is the only contemporary author besides J.K. Rowling who has a novel that has stayed on the New York Times hardcover and paperback bestsellers lists for more than a year, I thought I would just check out one and see. The only book they have of his is the last song, which I thought was going to be awful since I didn't really adore the movie. Turns out it is better than the movie by a long run and if you are into sappy romances, then please check it out.

sappy: those who love Twilight, (a book in which the author tries to make it interesting but ends up just creating wars that don't happen, monsters that don't really fit into my "favorite beasts and monsters" list, and teaching all kids how important boyfriends are in your teen life. they might save your life, for goodness sake) the notebook, dear john, the lucky one (all which i see no reason to read-- I have fulfilled my goal in reading one of Nicholas sparks' books. For those who love to be sapped enormously, read on. i won't stop you)

the urban dictionary also gives definitons of sappy:

definition 1- Something or someone very lame, or so sweet that it makes you want to puke.
sentence to prove definition 1- For a so-called hard rock, metal band, their band name is pretty sappy. Band name example ---> Butterfly Girls

definition 2- Overly dramatic with way to much emotion
sentence to prove definitoin 2- Spenser: What does sappy mean? Cameron: Overly dramatic with way too much emotion.

definition 3- When your AIM away messages contain stuff like: i want to walk in the rain by myself or i'm here, but i'm sitting in the dark without lights and my head's on the desk. 
sentence proving definition 3- you're sappy cause you want to ponder about some girl instead of just having fun. 

yahoo also gives "wiggle wiggle wiggle YEAH" advice when she asks:

"some of my friends have recently got new boyfriends...
and they NEVER stop talking about them....
I try and change the subject but it doesn't work!!!
Its even gotten to the stage where i have to avoid answering their calls...
What should I do.... please HELP!"

pillow pants answered: "Welcome to reality.....if you say something - they're likely to not talk to you as much but even if you don't, you're likely to drift apart eventually"

Chandler Lohners list of favorite beasts and monsters (or any mystical animal):
centarurs, vampires, (the usual kind that burn when the sun hits them, don't like garlic, have fangs and such) sully and mike from monsters inc., dragons, (such as harry potter dragons, mushu from mulan, robotic toy dragons-- i really enjoy playing with those as well) thestrals (pretty darn AWESOME) mermaids, (are those considered beasts, really??) giants (the kind and gentle ones like in B.F.G.) werewolves (the ones that change at the full-moon kind such as in harry potter or wizards of waverly place) goblins, blast-ended skrewts, basilisk, ghouls (preferably the one in the Weasley's attic) bowtruckles, flobberworms, hippogriffs, cornish pixies (preferably the ones freshly caught) sphinx, niffler, banshees, hinkypunks, UNICORNS, three headed dogs, nargles, wrackspurts (they fly in your ears and make your brain go fuzzy), phoenix, house-elves, and many many more

want to see yourself?? click here
 

don't make fun.

so you know those confession things everyone does on facebook? well, I think they are kind of weird and i don't know exactly why you want to put that on facebook when the whole world could see it. (more or less) but.... I realized today. that i have one.

my first and last confession: I secretly (or not to secretly anymore) really like one direction. mostly this song (one I was ashamed to admit that I liked until just recently when it played on the tv and corinne told me she liked it too. i then felt a little less ashamed) 

But then me and corinne both had a thought. There is a reason british people are so dang attractive. one of those reasons?? THEY HAVE GREAT STYLE. And i couldn't stop but think about how all of the boys in my grade will say that they're friend is gay like a little seven year old if their friend wears skinny jeans.

i mean, look at them!

(please notice one on left is wearing the american flag.)

people these days...

There are quite a few things that EVERYONE posts these days. I shall give examples.

numero 1: willy wonka.

numero 2: new "HEY! LET'S MAKE FUN OF PEETA AND THE HUNGER GAMES!!!" even though they are all pretty lame and dumb. i'm not feeling it.

numero 3: what i think-what is actually happening   ---  very famous these days.

numero 4: apparently, drake and josh is making a comeback.

who knew??

strange sensations.

I have urges. Most of the time I can contain them. There are times when i feel no need to, like hissing at a cat in the street that gets on my nerves, or dancing embarrassingly around friends. But the other day, I went to my timeline on facebook and got the sudden urge to replace my cover photo (is that what it's called. the huge photo behind your profile picture?) with one that looks like such.

You know when you went to the twilight movie for the first time and when the credits come there are Edward's eyes at the top of the screen staring at the people in the theater creepily? Well this photo is called car shot and i received it thanks to google images when I searched "Edward's eyes" it's amazing how many people think like you do when it comes to things like this.

I supressed the urge to put car shot as my cover photo, but i am seriously doubting my decision not to every day i see books behind my snuggy picture.

can't you imagine? he would be looking right at us (for those who don't know the profile picture is in the bottom left corner of the cover photo)

quite the whirlwind of emotions.

please. everyone note this picture i just put up. In case you didn't know it is a pigeon and this stinky bird will be my choice of conversation for the next few paragraphs. If you're wondering, or even if you aren't, pigeons go to the bathroom whenever and WHEREVER they please. On the ground, on light posts, on your head, they especially love to go on your car, and even on occasion your hands.

Since I've last posted, I have been visited by my sister, her husband, AND her baby, have gone to Belgium, Spain, Greece, THE HUNGER GAMES (please notice the caps lock is on) and yet, this small fact seems to be the most important piece of information out of all that i have been through in the last couple of months.

Now, i bet you're wondering, "WHY ON EARTH WOULD CHANDLER PUT THAT ON HER BLOG? IT IS SO RANDOM!!" well, it isn't random.

While we were in Greece, A bird was happily standing on a light post, ignoring my family. And we were all VERY happy ignoring the bird when all of the sudden, he decided to go to the bathroom. No warning. and he went all over corinne's hands. and there was far too much of it for comfort. Not to mention it splattered all over my jacket and dad's pants. and corinne of course. She continued to make every one smell her hands to check that they didn't smell like bird poo after she wiped them off.

And even though, it wasn't my hands that got most of it, it has scarred me forever. I will NEVER hold a bird again as long as i live. I will never look at a bird with a loving gaze. (i actually have never done that before but don't worry. it DEFINITELY won't happen now.) I will never pass one without stomping near it to make sure it flies away like a little 5 year old boy. Thank you, pigeons, for making me hate you more than I did before.

There were also a TON of stray cats hanging around. Sometimes i couldn't repress the urge to  hiss at them when they got near me. or when they weren't near me. it didn't matter.

THEN.........


I went to belgium.
I went to Spain.
I enjoyed the baby.
I enjoyed Ashlie's company.
I enjoyed David's company.
David left.
I wept.
Ashlie left.
I wept.
that may or may not be in the right order. But i think David left and I wept before we went to spain. and I may or may not put pictures up. It takes a lot of time, you see.

THENTHEHUNGERGAMESCAMEOUTANDIWASHAPPY. no more weeping.

I LOVED IT.

If you didn't love it? don't talk to me.


Then I went to the hunger games AGAIN. it was fantastic! again. then i went to greece. saw some really cool ruins. pictures may or may not be up soon. probably not. i'm having a lazy day. 

mom lost her phone. cried. got mad at the maid who she suspected stole it. 

SHE FOUND HER PHONE! yelled at me in her excited tone of voice up the stairs. 

i then felt really strongly about saying "mom i told you so" but didn't because I never actually told her so. I just thought it.  

And that is a recap of all that has happened to me in an odd order. thanks for enjoying. or thinking oh my goodness chandler you're crazy. 

But wait! 

there's more. THANKS TO ALEXA 

WHO GAVE ME AN EXCUSE TO DRESS UP IN MY

PINK SNUGGY AND TAKE A PICTURE OF MYSELF FOR HER BIRTHDAY.

 

DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS

Yesterday, I had a discussion with a friend who is from San Francisco about whether California or Texas is better. I obviously said Texas. No need to fear.

Then she asked me if I had watched the superbowl. I have a stinky tv so i told her that no, I wasn't able to watch the superbowl. When I asked who won, because i didn't know, she proceeded to yell in my face, "SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS!!!!!" she was really embarrassed when I told her that they don't play football.

But the best part of my week, is when they played an arrangement of deep in the heart of texas on the piano in my ballet class. BEST CLASS EVER.

yes- everyone is correct. (which really means the two people who read this blog sometimes a.k.a. corinne and ashlie my two dedicated sisters) i HAVE posted twice already today. But it is late and i'm not tired and i have lots of time on my hands. which is why in my journal i have

THIS!

yes- they ARE pictures of baby. which is why I will be the annoying fantastic aunt.

I also found this photo on somuchpun.com