Ahh! What a mess! It has been way over a month and not ONE post! What is happening to this world!?
I am so sorry dear ones. I'm sure you all have been just so devastated from lack of blogy-ness. I understand your pain.
The good news is, I'm back! (well, for now. Until another SUPER EXTREMELY HUGELY HUMONGOUSLY BUSY month comes around again)
Soo much has happened since I last posted. Too much to catch up on...but hey, that's what VISITS are for!
The important stuff is: My brain was not blown to bits because of an ear gun! My ears have now been successfully pierced for a little bit over 6 weeks. 2 more to go, and then I get to change my beginners earrings. (For those of you who are not earring-savvy, when you get your ears pierced, (with the gun thingy) a special hypo-allergenic real gold/silver earring is placed in the hole immediately (with the gun thingy). This earring stays in your ears for 6-8 weeks. You strictly CAN NOT take them out ONCE. You're supposed to clean them twice a day, and be careful with your ears around suspiciously bacterial bacteria that cause infections. Once the 8 weeks is up, you can then change your earrings finally, but you still can only wear real gold/silver for half a year.) So by June, I will have liberated ears! They will finally have a choice between gold...or silver. hm. decisions, decisions...
Also...
MYBRACESWILLBEOFFSUPERSUPERSUPERSOON!!!!
On June 1st...I'm kissing these suckers goodbye and saying heeloooo to new, straight, gap-less teeth! No more metal! No more rubber bands! No more restricted diets because of immense dental pain! No more poking wires, or tightening wires, or chains!
People, do you realize this is only in 13 days!?
This is very, very, very good news.
That week of June 1st will be an extremely hectic and crazy one, but more on that later!
For now folks, adios!
Love,
Danielle
P.S. Last SOL is tomorrow. BUT MORE ON THAT LATER. ;) (a.k.a next month)
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Ear Guns and The Freaking Dream Team
Hey everyone!
It's been awhile since I last posted, so I thought I would just give a quick update.
Things have been going fine at the Matta house...school and work and eating a lot keeps us busy, as usual.
Speaking of school...only 54 school days left until summer! That's about 11 weeks! Practically 2 and a half months! 1296 hours! Wow...it seems a lot longer when you say it in hours... :(
Also, further good news on my part, my braces shall be making an exit rather soon! My orthodontist says I should have them off sometime in May...Why aren't you celebrating? If anything, THIS is a cause for celebration!
Another new addition to my life: More stress! Oh wait...
So a couple of weeks ago I was informed that me and 7 others were chosen to be in this thing called the Academic Challenge (This is where you groan and wish you had a cooler daughter/niece/grandchild/life) It's basically like Jeopardy except between lots of middle schools and with teams. And being in the Academic Challenge is a lot more embarrassing than being on Jeopardy. I mean, just look at the name. The only way it could be worse is if it was called Nerds R Us. Though I think 'Academic Challenge' brings across that message quite nicely anyway.
So, the actual thing is this upcoming Saturday, at 9 a.m. Against my will, our team is called The Dream Team (Which is like icing on the cake. Gee, what can we call ourselves to draw less nerdy attention to ourselves? How about THE DREAM TEAM? -_- We might as well just come in suspenders and wave around our allergy medication.) Anyway, the plan is to win, no matter how much that might shame all our reputations. We have had a few meetings, and I think we have a pretty good shot. And even if we lose, at least we can all put it behind us and never speak of it again. And possibly change our names and move to Mexico. Yeah.
So that's pretty much it my friends! I'm going to the mall now with my mom to do some birthday returns/gift card using and...to get my ears pierced! Before I go, I'll leave this short dialogue of how my friends described the process of getting your ears pierced:
(Me) "Does it hurt?"
"Nah, it feels like a shot. It only hurts for a second."
"It hurts for longer than a second. Maybe five seconds."
"Well, it's kinda nerve-wracking, with the gun and all..."
(Me) "THE GUN!!!??"
"Yeah, you know, the gun with the needle on it. They just put it next to your ear and shoot it!"
"Mine bled for like, forevahh."
(Me) "THE GUN!!!??"
"Jeez Danielle, it's not a big deal. They put numbing stuff on your ear. I think."
(Me) "Oh Lord."
Adios! Off to go get my ear combusted!
Love,
Danielle
It's been awhile since I last posted, so I thought I would just give a quick update.
Things have been going fine at the Matta house...school and work and eating a lot keeps us busy, as usual.
Speaking of school...only 54 school days left until summer! That's about 11 weeks! Practically 2 and a half months! 1296 hours! Wow...it seems a lot longer when you say it in hours... :(
Also, further good news on my part, my braces shall be making an exit rather soon! My orthodontist says I should have them off sometime in May...Why aren't you celebrating? If anything, THIS is a cause for celebration!
Another new addition to my life: More stress! Oh wait...
So a couple of weeks ago I was informed that me and 7 others were chosen to be in this thing called the Academic Challenge (This is where you groan and wish you had a cooler daughter/niece/grandchild/life) It's basically like Jeopardy except between lots of middle schools and with teams. And being in the Academic Challenge is a lot more embarrassing than being on Jeopardy. I mean, just look at the name. The only way it could be worse is if it was called Nerds R Us. Though I think 'Academic Challenge' brings across that message quite nicely anyway.
So, the actual thing is this upcoming Saturday, at 9 a.m. Against my will, our team is called The Dream Team (Which is like icing on the cake. Gee, what can we call ourselves to draw less nerdy attention to ourselves? How about THE DREAM TEAM? -_- We might as well just come in suspenders and wave around our allergy medication.) Anyway, the plan is to win, no matter how much that might shame all our reputations. We have had a few meetings, and I think we have a pretty good shot. And even if we lose, at least we can all put it behind us and never speak of it again. And possibly change our names and move to Mexico. Yeah.
So that's pretty much it my friends! I'm going to the mall now with my mom to do some birthday returns/gift card using and...to get my ears pierced! Before I go, I'll leave this short dialogue of how my friends described the process of getting your ears pierced:
(Me) "Does it hurt?"
"Nah, it feels like a shot. It only hurts for a second."
"It hurts for longer than a second. Maybe five seconds."
"Well, it's kinda nerve-wracking, with the gun and all..."
(Me) "THE GUN!!!??"
"Yeah, you know, the gun with the needle on it. They just put it next to your ear and shoot it!"
"Mine bled for like, forevahh."
(Me) "THE GUN!!!??"
"Jeez Danielle, it's not a big deal. They put numbing stuff on your ear. I think."
(Me) "Oh Lord."
Adios! Off to go get my ear combusted!
Love,
Danielle
Sunday, March 20, 2011
A Healthy Birthday
So, Thursday was my birthday, and yesterday (Saturday) was my birthday party.
I had a lot of fun.
I invited 12 girls, 11 from my school, and one of them who is not. Nick invited that girl's little sister as his 'buddy' at my party. 2 girls couldn't come, so we were left with a guest list of about 11 people.
The party started at 2 o'clock. Once everyone arrived, I went over the rules of poker, and we all (tried) to play a game. Instead of betting money, we bet candy. (Which in the end, didn't really matter much, because the winning team decided to share all their candy anyway)
Afterwards we played another card game, and then ate some pizza.
In between decorating our own cards and opening presents, we danced and ate cake. And chips. And dip. And a LOT of chips.
By 7, the party was over. I think everyone really enjoyed it. Five girls didn't leave though; My closest friends out of the 10 were invited to a sleepover after the party. We played an intense game of smack each other with balloons, then took a walk outside, since the weather has been soooo nice here lately. We then talked for about an hour, while eating more chips. I spilled iced tea on the rug. By accident. But I cleaned it up. While eating chips.
We watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding (one of the few DVDs we do actually own...other than Mama Mia and Bratz movies) and blew up our air mattresses down in the basement, where we would be 'sleeping'. Once the movie finished, we talked for a long time, and then ended up somehow doing make-overs and hair and eating some more chips.
Finally, at 4 a.m., we should probably go to bed. People washed off their makeup, put on their pjs, and hopped onto our designated air mattress. We all fell asleep instantly.
It was an awesome day, and I got some pretty cool gifts too. Here is the list of the prezzies I got from my friends:
5 nail polishes: Ectoplasmic (neon green), Snakeskin (goldish-gray), Sand and Stilettos (silver and purple sparkles), Gorgeous (metallic blue/green), and Fault Line (dark purple). The purple nail polish is really cool, because it's a special nail polish that 'cracks' after you apply it, so that it gives an automatic design. For example, you could put on a black coat, and put the purple nail polish on top. After a little bit, the purple starts to separate or shatter apart, leaving a sort of black and purple leopard print!
An I Love Gangstas magnet
4 gift cards: $10 to Books-A-Million, $15 to Target, $20 to Borders, and $15 for iTunes
An American Eagle shirt
A gold and brown bracelet
The book, Red Riding Hood, by Catherine Hardwicke (Now becoming a movie! or is already...not sure)
A 'Custom Eye Enhancing Eyeliner Trio'\
Pack of gum
Little pack of jelly beans
A necklace with a camera charm
A pair of earrings in the shape of two little silver keys
A Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Donald Duck sticker. (Jealous????)
A cell phone carrying case
A really cool pencil with a home-made duct-tape flower on the top! (ok, a little better explained...my friend made a rose out of duct tape coming out of a pencil...NOW your jealous!)
A lid bronzer palette
15 bucks
A chocolate bunny
A bookmark made out of duct tape (hand made)
A little change purse made out of duct tape (hand made)
And this is what my family gave me during my birthday dinner on Thursday:
A 500 piece puzzle
A HUMONGO bag of jelly beans (NO JOKE. I'M TALKING LIKE, 2 POUNDS WORTH OF JELLY BEANS!)
3 books: Crossing Over, The Prophecy of the Sisters, and The Replacement
A make-up mirror
Some clothes
A jewelry box that my mom painted and had all my mom's earrings from when she was my age
A check from my Nona
All and all, it was a great birthday, and I thank all of you for the great gifts and wishes you gave me!
Now, I must go sleep in the corner.
I
am
very
tired.
And I want some chips really bad.
Love,
Danielle
I had a lot of fun.
I invited 12 girls, 11 from my school, and one of them who is not. Nick invited that girl's little sister as his 'buddy' at my party. 2 girls couldn't come, so we were left with a guest list of about 11 people.
The party started at 2 o'clock. Once everyone arrived, I went over the rules of poker, and we all (tried) to play a game. Instead of betting money, we bet candy. (Which in the end, didn't really matter much, because the winning team decided to share all their candy anyway)
Afterwards we played another card game, and then ate some pizza.
In between decorating our own cards and opening presents, we danced and ate cake. And chips. And dip. And a LOT of chips.
By 7, the party was over. I think everyone really enjoyed it. Five girls didn't leave though; My closest friends out of the 10 were invited to a sleepover after the party. We played an intense game of smack each other with balloons, then took a walk outside, since the weather has been soooo nice here lately. We then talked for about an hour, while eating more chips. I spilled iced tea on the rug. By accident. But I cleaned it up. While eating chips.
We watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding (one of the few DVDs we do actually own...other than Mama Mia and Bratz movies) and blew up our air mattresses down in the basement, where we would be 'sleeping'. Once the movie finished, we talked for a long time, and then ended up somehow doing make-overs and hair and eating some more chips.
Finally, at 4 a.m., we should probably go to bed. People washed off their makeup, put on their pjs, and hopped onto our designated air mattress. We all fell asleep instantly.
It was an awesome day, and I got some pretty cool gifts too. Here is the list of the prezzies I got from my friends:
5 nail polishes: Ectoplasmic (neon green), Snakeskin (goldish-gray), Sand and Stilettos (silver and purple sparkles), Gorgeous (metallic blue/green), and Fault Line (dark purple). The purple nail polish is really cool, because it's a special nail polish that 'cracks' after you apply it, so that it gives an automatic design. For example, you could put on a black coat, and put the purple nail polish on top. After a little bit, the purple starts to separate or shatter apart, leaving a sort of black and purple leopard print!
An I Love Gangstas magnet
4 gift cards: $10 to Books-A-Million, $15 to Target, $20 to Borders, and $15 for iTunes
An American Eagle shirt
A gold and brown bracelet
The book, Red Riding Hood, by Catherine Hardwicke (Now becoming a movie! or is already...not sure)
A 'Custom Eye Enhancing Eyeliner Trio'\
Pack of gum
Little pack of jelly beans
A necklace with a camera charm
A pair of earrings in the shape of two little silver keys
A Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Donald Duck sticker. (Jealous????)
A cell phone carrying case
A really cool pencil with a home-made duct-tape flower on the top! (ok, a little better explained...my friend made a rose out of duct tape coming out of a pencil...NOW your jealous!)
A lid bronzer palette
15 bucks
A chocolate bunny
A bookmark made out of duct tape (hand made)
A little change purse made out of duct tape (hand made)
And this is what my family gave me during my birthday dinner on Thursday:
A 500 piece puzzle
A HUMONGO bag of jelly beans (NO JOKE. I'M TALKING LIKE, 2 POUNDS WORTH OF JELLY BEANS!)
3 books: Crossing Over, The Prophecy of the Sisters, and The Replacement
A make-up mirror
Some clothes
A jewelry box that my mom painted and had all my mom's earrings from when she was my age
A check from my Nona
All and all, it was a great birthday, and I thank all of you for the great gifts and wishes you gave me!
Now, I must go sleep in the corner.
I
am
very
tired.
And I want some chips really bad.
Love,
Danielle
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Thou Art Angsty and Cynical, Dastardly Invitations!
Hola! How's it going? Hope you all are excited for the weekend...'cause I sure am!!
It has been quite a while since I've done one of my typical, sarcastic, slighty angsty posts, but with school and...well, school, it has been quite hard being very angsty at all!! But, you all are in luck, because Ranting Danielle is riled up and ready to go!
So for those of you who haven't noticed, (and if you did not, you should go into your hallway, find a nice little corner, and start slowly but steadily ceasing your brain cells from exsistance by banging your head continuously) tomorrow is my birthday. March 17th. 2011. I shall be the mighty age of fourteen. One-Four, the age of...nothing. mannnn.
Anyway, every year, when my birthday comes around, usually a couple weeks before I start planning out my party. This then involves running the idea with the 'rents. (God I hate that 'cool' way of saying parents. What the heck is cooler about chopping off the p-a-r part? And since when does saying 'parents' have to be cool anyway? I thought, being an angsty teen and all, that parents WERE NOT cool. But hey, my angst has been running low these past couple of days, so what would I know?) Then, once my plan has been approved, we go shopping for decor, paper plates, napkins etc., food...and whatever else is included in this birthday plan of mine. (which probably consists of making my guests do something that they wouldn't want to do at a circus in mid-air while going through a hoop of fire, much less a birthday party)
But every year, there is always this awkwardness about giving out invitations. I mean, I make a list, figure out who I want to invite and who I don't, and I write up the invitations. So the handing out of invites should be easy, right?
Well, no. Because this is where the awkward part comes in.
There are your Good/Best Friends, your Sort-of Friends, your Kind-of-Not Friends, your Friends Only in Class Friends, your We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friends, your Friend of a Friend Friends, your You-Only-Hang-Out-With-Them-Because-They-Hang-Around-Your-Friends Friend, and your Friends Who Are Not Really Your Friends But Stick Like Glue Anyway.
Those are a lot of 'friends'. Yeah, it's pretty sad and kind of cynical to make catagories like that, but come on, lets face it here, you all know it's true. You know you have at least one person in your life that could fit in one of those groups. Plus, cynical is my most feared side. Rawr.
So basically, when it comes to invitation giving, there are several problems and obstacles that come up. And you'll literally do ANYTHING to avoid these problems and obstacles...because 'friend catagories' are the hardest to mess with, son. You mess with one, you screw the delicate balance of 'friendship' competely, and mess with a bunch of others that you would never have thought were connected..
For example, lets say one of your Good/Best Friends does...I don't know, softball, and she made the winning...serve? volley? Yeah, SO THEY WIN. The game was really important to your friend and your really proud of her (plus she's in your Good/Best Friends catagory...that's gotta mean something) so you go out and buy her, oh I don't know, a really expensive necklace that she's always wanted. But, uh oh, dilema, you have only one class with this friend and you don't want to hand an expensive necklace to her out in front of your entire class. So you tell her to meet you by your locker.
Now, next to you, is your We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friend. She has had a locker next to you for the past 3 years. You guys talk and laugh, but ONLY between classes, and it doesn't really go beyond that. But you know for a fact that THAT friend has always wanted said expensive necklace as well. And it is ALSO your common knowledge that THAT friend ALSO had a very important game in...er, HOCKEY. No, I change my mind, SOCCER.
So your Good/Best Friend comes up, and right there next to you, looking at you with wide eyes and breathing down your freaking neck, is We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friend. She's even more intrigued when your Good/Best Friend goes, "Hey, you said you wanted to give me a gift?"
So you have no choice but to give her the necklace, right there in front of your W.O.T.i.t.L.R.F. Who then goes, "OMG! I'VE BEEN WANTING THAT NECKLACE FOREVAAH! WHAT'S IT FOR???" and then you are stuck in the very awkward position of explaining that you are giving it to that friend because she won the game...and therefore admitting RIGHT TO THAT FRIENDS FACE, that you like her A WHOLE LOT LESS (specifically, a very expensive necklace less) than her. Which, is awkward.
And it gets a whole lot worse when it comes to party invitations. Especially when you are constantly SURROUNDED by people who potientially think they are worthy of being invited to your party. Even if you may not agree.
Which, is awkard.
And makes me VERY angsty ;PP
So family, before I go sulk and brood about my poor, vain, social catastrophes, I say goodnight. And beware of angst-creating, awkward situation forming, friendship severing invitations.
I have said the word angst WAY too many times in this one post. Maybe next time I should just put the title as: WARNING: THIS POST MAY CONTAIN TOO MUCH TEENAGE ANGST. READ WITH CAUTION.
I think maybe I should just go to bed now. You all have a lot to think about, obvioulsy, what with my motivational and emotional post. So full of...ang-
Guess what that word would have been.
Wow. I'm annoying.
Love,
Danielle
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! NO INVITATION NECESSARY!
It has been quite a while since I've done one of my typical, sarcastic, slighty angsty posts, but with school and...well, school, it has been quite hard being very angsty at all!! But, you all are in luck, because Ranting Danielle is riled up and ready to go!
So for those of you who haven't noticed, (and if you did not, you should go into your hallway, find a nice little corner, and start slowly but steadily ceasing your brain cells from exsistance by banging your head continuously) tomorrow is my birthday. March 17th. 2011. I shall be the mighty age of fourteen. One-Four, the age of...nothing. mannnn.
Anyway, every year, when my birthday comes around, usually a couple weeks before I start planning out my party. This then involves running the idea with the 'rents. (God I hate that 'cool' way of saying parents. What the heck is cooler about chopping off the p-a-r part? And since when does saying 'parents' have to be cool anyway? I thought, being an angsty teen and all, that parents WERE NOT cool. But hey, my angst has been running low these past couple of days, so what would I know?) Then, once my plan has been approved, we go shopping for decor, paper plates, napkins etc., food...and whatever else is included in this birthday plan of mine. (which probably consists of making my guests do something that they wouldn't want to do at a circus in mid-air while going through a hoop of fire, much less a birthday party)
But every year, there is always this awkwardness about giving out invitations. I mean, I make a list, figure out who I want to invite and who I don't, and I write up the invitations. So the handing out of invites should be easy, right?
Well, no. Because this is where the awkward part comes in.
There are your Good/Best Friends, your Sort-of Friends, your Kind-of-Not Friends, your Friends Only in Class Friends, your We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friends, your Friend of a Friend Friends, your You-Only-Hang-Out-With-Them-Because-They-Hang-Around-Your-Friends Friend, and your Friends Who Are Not Really Your Friends But Stick Like Glue Anyway.
Those are a lot of 'friends'. Yeah, it's pretty sad and kind of cynical to make catagories like that, but come on, lets face it here, you all know it's true. You know you have at least one person in your life that could fit in one of those groups. Plus, cynical is my most feared side. Rawr.
So basically, when it comes to invitation giving, there are several problems and obstacles that come up. And you'll literally do ANYTHING to avoid these problems and obstacles...because 'friend catagories' are the hardest to mess with, son. You mess with one, you screw the delicate balance of 'friendship' competely, and mess with a bunch of others that you would never have thought were connected..
For example, lets say one of your Good/Best Friends does...I don't know, softball, and she made the winning...serve? volley? Yeah, SO THEY WIN. The game was really important to your friend and your really proud of her (plus she's in your Good/Best Friends catagory...that's gotta mean something) so you go out and buy her, oh I don't know, a really expensive necklace that she's always wanted. But, uh oh, dilema, you have only one class with this friend and you don't want to hand an expensive necklace to her out in front of your entire class. So you tell her to meet you by your locker.
Now, next to you, is your We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friend. She has had a locker next to you for the past 3 years. You guys talk and laugh, but ONLY between classes, and it doesn't really go beyond that. But you know for a fact that THAT friend has always wanted said expensive necklace as well. And it is ALSO your common knowledge that THAT friend ALSO had a very important game in...er, HOCKEY. No, I change my mind, SOCCER.
So your Good/Best Friend comes up, and right there next to you, looking at you with wide eyes and breathing down your freaking neck, is We Only Talk in the Locker Room Friend. She's even more intrigued when your Good/Best Friend goes, "Hey, you said you wanted to give me a gift?"
So you have no choice but to give her the necklace, right there in front of your W.O.T.i.t.L.R.F. Who then goes, "OMG! I'VE BEEN WANTING THAT NECKLACE FOREVAAH! WHAT'S IT FOR???" and then you are stuck in the very awkward position of explaining that you are giving it to that friend because she won the game...and therefore admitting RIGHT TO THAT FRIENDS FACE, that you like her A WHOLE LOT LESS (specifically, a very expensive necklace less) than her. Which, is awkward.
And it gets a whole lot worse when it comes to party invitations. Especially when you are constantly SURROUNDED by people who potientially think they are worthy of being invited to your party. Even if you may not agree.
Which, is awkard.
And makes me VERY angsty ;PP
So family, before I go sulk and brood about my poor, vain, social catastrophes, I say goodnight. And beware of angst-creating, awkward situation forming, friendship severing invitations.
I have said the word angst WAY too many times in this one post. Maybe next time I should just put the title as: WARNING: THIS POST MAY CONTAIN TOO MUCH TEENAGE ANGST. READ WITH CAUTION.
I think maybe I should just go to bed now. You all have a lot to think about, obvioulsy, what with my motivational and emotional post. So full of...ang-
Guess what that word would have been.
Wow. I'm annoying.
Love,
Danielle
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! NO INVITATION NECESSARY!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Happy Birthday Jido!
On this day, 73 years ago, Fouad George Matta was born!
73 years. That's a long time, my friends.
Today, we celebrate him in our hearts and minds, as a wonderful man and loving person. Even though he is no longer with us, his influence and spirit lives on. The lives he has touched are living proof of the impact he had on the people that knew him. For this, I will forever honor this day, March 14th, as the day that brought my grandfather into this world.
It is said about people born on March 14th:
"They are fond of society and are good conversationalists, and their company is sought by all. They are energetic and clear thinkers. With their blessed combination of ambition and friendly disposition, they will achieve great success in anything they undertake."
For those of you who knew Fouad, I think you can agree with me when I say that this is a very good way to describe our birthday boy.
And, since this is the celebration of what would be Fouad Matta's 73rd birthday, there is a surprise too!
Today, my dad did a very special thing. Something we both have been wanting to do for a while.
He bought Jido's online obituary and guestbook, so that the kind words and honorable biography of him can be forever on the Internet...The expiration date has disappeared!!!
I ask you all to please thank him for that...it was very nice of him to do that for us and for Jido. He has also written his guestbook message, and I ask you all to go and read that too, since it's very touching. Now, where ever we go, we can always carry the love and support of the many people who knew Fouad and cared for him. We can always look back upon the beautiful messages to him and about him, and smile and cry and remember him as he always was in life: An Angel.
This is the link to the obituary: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/bostonglobe/obituary.aspx?page=lifestory&pid=142374596
This is the link to the guestbook: http://www.legacy.com/guestbook/bostonglobe/guestbook.aspx?n=fouad-matta&pid=142374596&cid=full
Thank you to those who have offered to 'Contribute to Tribute'. That will be posted in April, and when I need of your assistance, I'll let you know! For now, family, goodbye!
Love,
Danielle
Happy Birthday Jido! Je t'aime beaucoup mon grand-pere! Tu es mon ange gardien! xxx
73 years. That's a long time, my friends.
Today, we celebrate him in our hearts and minds, as a wonderful man and loving person. Even though he is no longer with us, his influence and spirit lives on. The lives he has touched are living proof of the impact he had on the people that knew him. For this, I will forever honor this day, March 14th, as the day that brought my grandfather into this world.
It is said about people born on March 14th:
"They are fond of society and are good conversationalists, and their company is sought by all. They are energetic and clear thinkers. With their blessed combination of ambition and friendly disposition, they will achieve great success in anything they undertake."
For those of you who knew Fouad, I think you can agree with me when I say that this is a very good way to describe our birthday boy.
And, since this is the celebration of what would be Fouad Matta's 73rd birthday, there is a surprise too!
Today, my dad did a very special thing. Something we both have been wanting to do for a while.
He bought Jido's online obituary and guestbook, so that the kind words and honorable biography of him can be forever on the Internet...The expiration date has disappeared!!!
I ask you all to please thank him for that...it was very nice of him to do that for us and for Jido. He has also written his guestbook message, and I ask you all to go and read that too, since it's very touching. Now, where ever we go, we can always carry the love and support of the many people who knew Fouad and cared for him. We can always look back upon the beautiful messages to him and about him, and smile and cry and remember him as he always was in life: An Angel.
This is the link to the obituary: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/bostonglobe/obituary.aspx?page=lifestory&pid=142374596
This is the link to the guestbook: http://www.legacy.com/guestbook/bostonglobe/guestbook.aspx?n=fouad-matta&pid=142374596&cid=full
Thank you to those who have offered to 'Contribute to Tribute'. That will be posted in April, and when I need of your assistance, I'll let you know! For now, family, goodbye!
Love,
Danielle
Happy Birthday Jido! Je t'aime beaucoup mon grand-pere! Tu es mon ange gardien! xxx
Friday, March 4, 2011
:D *Smiley Face* :D
Happy Friday compadres! It's been a very loooooong, incredibly tiring week, (But my bladder is back to normal, thanks for asking!) so I'm ever so happy for it to be the weekend.
I have some very special, extra inclusive news! But first, something you all don't care about:
Books. Man, I love books. Short books, Fat books, Blue books, Red books! (Did anyone catch my lame reference to Dr. Suess? Eh, irony? Ok. I'll stop) Anyway, I truly do love reading my friends. And when I read a very, very good book, there usually is a sequel. And trust me, when a sequel is going to be released, me, my family and my friends all know about it. This is basically how it works:
*sun rises, birds chirp cheerfully outside*
Me: Ahh, what a beautiful morning! Let me just skip to the toilet...OH DEAR! MY FABULOUS BOOK SEQUEL IS COMING OUT SENSES ARE TINGLING!
*runs to mother*
Me: Mooooom. So. There's this uh, thing, that, you know, I can't like, live without, uh-"
Mom: Go ask your father.
*runs to father, birds have mysteriously appeared inside the house and land on her shoulders*
Me: Daaaaaad. There's this er, thing, like, um, a special sort of thing, that uhh-"
*Bird poops on her shoulder*
Me: Hush my darling birdie
Dad: uh? What's going on??
Me: Father dearest, I've been awfully wonderful these past couple of weeks, and I think it is time I was awarded for my good behavior...
Dad: *snores
*at school*
Me: "...and that's what the first book was all about!!! Aren't you excited for the sequel???"
Friend #1: *snores
*Bird poops on my shoulder again*
And that's pretty much how it goes. Luckily, my parents are BEAUTIFUL, SMART, WONDERFUL PEOPLE, and they usually manage to take me to the bookstore the day the book comes out, which makes me a very happy little nerd :) And, since I'm sure you all are wondering, YES, I DO ACTUALLY HAVE FRIENDS. MOST OF THE TIME.
Well, now that THAT is out of the way...
I have some exxxciiiitingggg newwws!
Remember those essays I blogged about? Those incredibly boring, tedious essays that I have been required to do through my classes!? WELL I WON FIRST PLACE BABY!
The funny party? Out of all the essays I've written this year (And I've written quite alot) that particular essay that gave me 100 buckaroos, was probably my worst one. It was like 247 words (Which is about 3 paragraphs) and not my best work, if I'm honest. BUT GUESS WHAT HATERZ? MY 3 PARAGRAPHS ARE GOING TO THE DISTRICT COMPETITION!
So yes, I am very happy about that!!! 100 dollar check. I think I shall shed a tear or two.
There was some framed certificate giving and lots of picture taking that occurred during this Ceremony of Winning For Danielle Matter Suckers, and those pictures will be posted on the website of the people who hosted the contest, which is the Elks Lodge. When they're posted up, I will let everyone know!
So yes! This event has made a very big smiley face on MY face.
Also, Happy Birthday to 5 year old Anthony, my cousin!!
And hey, if you every happen to enter in a certain Elks Essay Contest when your older...I know who to call ;)
Night everybody! Time to go do a happy dance and celebrate by...reading. Man my life is exciting!
Love,
Danielle, THE WINNER AND NOT YOU. AND NO, YOU WILL NOT BE GETTING A PORTION OF MY OBVIOUSLY ENVIED CASH PRIZE THAT I MOST CERTAINLY WILL NOT BE SPENDING ON BOOKS. OK I LIE.
I have some very special, extra inclusive news! But first, something you all don't care about:
Books. Man, I love books. Short books, Fat books, Blue books, Red books! (Did anyone catch my lame reference to Dr. Suess? Eh, irony? Ok. I'll stop) Anyway, I truly do love reading my friends. And when I read a very, very good book, there usually is a sequel. And trust me, when a sequel is going to be released, me, my family and my friends all know about it. This is basically how it works:
*sun rises, birds chirp cheerfully outside*
Me: Ahh, what a beautiful morning! Let me just skip to the toilet...OH DEAR! MY FABULOUS BOOK SEQUEL IS COMING OUT SENSES ARE TINGLING!
*runs to mother*
Me: Mooooom. So. There's this uh, thing, that, you know, I can't like, live without, uh-"
Mom: Go ask your father.
*runs to father, birds have mysteriously appeared inside the house and land on her shoulders*
Me: Daaaaaad. There's this er, thing, like, um, a special sort of thing, that uhh-"
*Bird poops on her shoulder*
Me: Hush my darling birdie
Dad: uh? What's going on??
Me: Father dearest, I've been awfully wonderful these past couple of weeks, and I think it is time I was awarded for my good behavior...
Dad: *snores
*at school*
Me: "...and that's what the first book was all about!!! Aren't you excited for the sequel???"
Friend #1: *snores
*Bird poops on my shoulder again*
And that's pretty much how it goes. Luckily, my parents are BEAUTIFUL, SMART, WONDERFUL PEOPLE, and they usually manage to take me to the bookstore the day the book comes out, which makes me a very happy little nerd :) And, since I'm sure you all are wondering, YES, I DO ACTUALLY HAVE FRIENDS. MOST OF THE TIME.
Well, now that THAT is out of the way...
I have some exxxciiiitingggg newwws!
Remember those essays I blogged about? Those incredibly boring, tedious essays that I have been required to do through my classes!? WELL I WON FIRST PLACE BABY!
The funny party? Out of all the essays I've written this year (And I've written quite alot) that particular essay that gave me 100 buckaroos, was probably my worst one. It was like 247 words (Which is about 3 paragraphs) and not my best work, if I'm honest. BUT GUESS WHAT HATERZ? MY 3 PARAGRAPHS ARE GOING TO THE DISTRICT COMPETITION!
So yes, I am very happy about that!!! 100 dollar check. I think I shall shed a tear or two.
There was some framed certificate giving and lots of picture taking that occurred during this Ceremony of Winning For Danielle Matter Suckers, and those pictures will be posted on the website of the people who hosted the contest, which is the Elks Lodge. When they're posted up, I will let everyone know!
So yes! This event has made a very big smiley face on MY face.
Also, Happy Birthday to 5 year old Anthony, my cousin!!
And hey, if you every happen to enter in a certain Elks Essay Contest when your older...I know who to call ;)
Night everybody! Time to go do a happy dance and celebrate by...reading. Man my life is exciting!
Love,
Danielle, THE WINNER AND NOT YOU. AND NO, YOU WILL NOT BE GETTING A PORTION OF MY OBVIOUSLY ENVIED CASH PRIZE THAT I MOST CERTAINLY WILL NOT BE SPENDING ON BOOKS. OK I LIE.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
DISEASE FOR SALE!
Oh man. I have been sick for a very, very long time now folks. I am so sick of being sick. I could be sick over being sick!
ahhhburll.
Sorry for not posting in a while...as I've mentioned a few times already, I have been quite sick these past two weeks and I can tell ya, it is very hard to be motivated when your lung falls out of your mouth. Thank God for duct tape!
In honor of my bug, I would just like to show some appreciation towards airplanes. Especially a certain airplane that traveled to a certain Boston a certain Super Bowl weekend. A certain airplane that carried a certain flu on a certain person. A certain sort of plane, that, really screwed my family. Thanks.
Also, I would like to thank houses. What is it about houses that make them like a incubator for certain flu's? It's like I could walk around in bubble wrap all week and I'd STILL catch whatever disease is being quarantined in your walls. Thank you as well.
And lastly, thank you to the wonderful person that created TV. You are my hero.
So question time: How much water do you typically drink in a day? One cup, two, three, four even?
Well guess what?
Because of my obnoxiously mysterious cough/old woman hack, I have to constantly, and I mean CONSTANTLY being drinking a fluidy type substance. Therefore, water is being shoved through my throat more times than my poor little bladder can handle. Basically this means: I drink more water than you. And go pee more often.
And I have people to back me up on that too!
Anyway, being sick sucks. Drinking more liquid than the Atlantic sucks. Coughing out a different organ every 30 minutes sucks.
But hey, on the bright side, once I'm done with this bug, it'll come for you.
I WIN.
In other new-oops
sorry bout that. Lost my liver.
again.
ahhhburll.
Sorry for not posting in a while...as I've mentioned a few times already, I have been quite sick these past two weeks and I can tell ya, it is very hard to be motivated when your lung falls out of your mouth. Thank God for duct tape!
In honor of my bug, I would just like to show some appreciation towards airplanes. Especially a certain airplane that traveled to a certain Boston a certain Super Bowl weekend. A certain airplane that carried a certain flu on a certain person. A certain sort of plane, that, really screwed my family. Thanks.
Also, I would like to thank houses. What is it about houses that make them like a incubator for certain flu's? It's like I could walk around in bubble wrap all week and I'd STILL catch whatever disease is being quarantined in your walls. Thank you as well.
And lastly, thank you to the wonderful person that created TV. You are my hero.
So question time: How much water do you typically drink in a day? One cup, two, three, four even?
Well guess what?
Because of my obnoxiously mysterious cough/old woman hack, I have to constantly, and I mean CONSTANTLY being drinking a fluidy type substance. Therefore, water is being shoved through my throat more times than my poor little bladder can handle. Basically this means: I drink more water than you. And go pee more often.
And I have people to back me up on that too!
Anyway, being sick sucks. Drinking more liquid than the Atlantic sucks. Coughing out a different organ every 30 minutes sucks.
But hey, on the bright side, once I'm done with this bug, it'll come for you.
I WIN.
In other new-oops
sorry bout that. Lost my liver.
again.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Guestbook is Expiring Soon...Please Contribute To Tribute!
So I was messing around on the Internet this evening, when I decided to visit my grandfather Fouad's online obituary. On his obituary, it has a short biography of his life and some of his family members names. There is also an online guestbook, where people can express their condolences or feelings about my grandfather. He died on April 29th of last year, so the guestbook has been up for quite a while. I didn't write a message though. I don't know why. It's not because I was too lazy too or didn't feel like it. I just couldn't. My thoughts, my words, they weren't in the right place. And now, almost a year later, I decided I was ready.
Many members of the Matta family have already 'wrote' in it. There are some truly beautiful ones on there. One of my favorites (and the saddest) was my little cousin Anthony's. Another touching one was my aunt's husband, my uncle Matt's.
I feel like even if I never knew Fouad Matta, after reading some of the wonderful messages from people who cared and loved him, I would have been able to sense what kind of person he was. There were a couple of words that kept on appearing, such as, heart, love, intelligence, good humor, smile, eyes, admired, generosity, calmness, peace, and my favorite, wisdom.
I plan to do a special tribute to my grandfather the date of his birth (March 14) and the date of his death. I would be happy to add a personal message from you about him, his past, or how he affected you during his lifetime. If you would like to contribute just send one to my email, or leave a comment on any of my posts from past or in the future saying you would like to, and I'll give you my email address (Though considering you all are my family, I'm sure you already have it.)
Also, I noticed that the online guestbook will expire May1st of 2011. In order to keep those heartfelt and warm messages alive, and therefore memory of my grandfather, on one those tributes to him I will try to take all those messages from the guestbook and add it to it. So if you have not written anything already, but would like to, this is the link:
http://www.legacy.com/guestbook/bostonglobe/guestbook.aspx?n=fouad-matta&pid=142374596
and to the obituary:
http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/bostonglobe/obituary.aspx?n=fouad-george-matta&pid=142374596
or you can Google Fouad Matta, and his obituary is the first link that comes up.
There really isn't a point to this post other than to remind us all of the wonderful, loving, gentle man that my grandfather was. I also would recommend you go read all the beautiful messages left in his honor on his guestbook. There are 25 entries in all.
So serious this post is, eh? Well, I'm not always a sarcastic lunatic you know!
Love you Jido, and family, with all my heart!
Danielle
Many members of the Matta family have already 'wrote' in it. There are some truly beautiful ones on there. One of my favorites (and the saddest) was my little cousin Anthony's. Another touching one was my aunt's husband, my uncle Matt's.
I feel like even if I never knew Fouad Matta, after reading some of the wonderful messages from people who cared and loved him, I would have been able to sense what kind of person he was. There were a couple of words that kept on appearing, such as, heart, love, intelligence, good humor, smile, eyes, admired, generosity, calmness, peace, and my favorite, wisdom.
I plan to do a special tribute to my grandfather the date of his birth (March 14) and the date of his death. I would be happy to add a personal message from you about him, his past, or how he affected you during his lifetime. If you would like to contribute just send one to my email, or leave a comment on any of my posts from past or in the future saying you would like to, and I'll give you my email address (Though considering you all are my family, I'm sure you already have it.)
Also, I noticed that the online guestbook will expire May1st of 2011. In order to keep those heartfelt and warm messages alive, and therefore memory of my grandfather, on one those tributes to him I will try to take all those messages from the guestbook and add it to it. So if you have not written anything already, but would like to, this is the link:
http://www.legacy.com/guestbook/bostonglobe/guestbook.aspx?n=fouad-matta&pid=142374596
and to the obituary:
http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/bostonglobe/obituary.aspx?n=fouad-george-matta&pid=142374596
or you can Google Fouad Matta, and his obituary is the first link that comes up.
There really isn't a point to this post other than to remind us all of the wonderful, loving, gentle man that my grandfather was. I also would recommend you go read all the beautiful messages left in his honor on his guestbook. There are 25 entries in all.
So serious this post is, eh? Well, I'm not always a sarcastic lunatic you know!
Love you Jido, and family, with all my heart!
Danielle
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Why "Yesterday" Was Such a Popular Song
O. M. Freaking. G.
I am so tired.
It is currently 9:57, and I am doing homework.
Lots of it.
By tonight, 2 projects have to be completed. If it were an ideal world, an essay and 2 pieces of music would also be completed and practiced. But my friends, an ideal world it is not.
I had planned on blogging about my exam results and other frivolous things about my life, but that was when I was young and innocent and free. Gone are the days... (since yesterday, that is...)
The only point to this post, other than for self-pity, is to mention that we will be traveling to The Land of Boston tomorrow after school. (Technically during school. We shall be picked up early for the trip. How unfortunate...) And then, my blogs will probably continue over the weekend from there. (or not. You know how those crazy The Land of Boston trips get sometimes...so crazy...and...Boston..ish...) It all depends on moi. Haha. French. Used to be such an easy game to play. Now all my troubles are here to stay. Oh, I believe. In yesterday.
Alas, today I have a French project. Thanks, The Beatles, for taking the song that I wrote and making it into a song! Ahh, those boys. Crazy kids. Like Boston.
Ok, ok, I'm leaving.
See some of Y'ALL SOOOOOOOON!!!??!!
I am so tired.
It is currently 9:57, and I am doing homework.
Lots of it.
By tonight, 2 projects have to be completed. If it were an ideal world, an essay and 2 pieces of music would also be completed and practiced. But my friends, an ideal world it is not.
I had planned on blogging about my exam results and other frivolous things about my life, but that was when I was young and innocent and free. Gone are the days... (since yesterday, that is...)
The only point to this post, other than for self-pity, is to mention that we will be traveling to The Land of Boston tomorrow after school. (Technically during school. We shall be picked up early for the trip. How unfortunate...) And then, my blogs will probably continue over the weekend from there. (or not. You know how those crazy The Land of Boston trips get sometimes...so crazy...and...Boston..ish...) It all depends on moi. Haha. French. Used to be such an easy game to play. Now all my troubles are here to stay. Oh, I believe. In yesterday.
Alas, today I have a French project. Thanks, The Beatles, for taking the song that I wrote and making it into a song! Ahh, those boys. Crazy kids. Like Boston.
Ok, ok, I'm leaving.
See some of Y'ALL SOOOOOOOON!!!??!!
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