The perfect guy

Okay, so we all know that we have different tastes in guys. And we also all know that we all fantasize about what kind of characteristics he would have. Well sorry to tell you this but he will never be reality. We will find the one that is meant for us, we will one day fall in love and get married but as every married female knows, there will never be any guy who meets every single one of your fantasies. There might be one close but lets be honest, he will have-like all of us do-flaws. We cannot expect a guy to be perfect. That is just not fair. Imagine if they expected that of us. There would never be any hope for the human race. The girls who think they can change a guy, or change for a guy are just flat out dumb. If you don't accept them for who they really are then why on earth would they want to love you, or for that matter, how could you expect to love them? Don't be so judgmental of them. We all have flaws. One of my favorite quotes is one I have come up with. "Love your Flaws, they make you who you are." Stop living in that fantasy world, it is bull crap. Pull your head out and open your heart. If you are one of those females out there in the world who is accepting, then the guys will flock to you. I promise. So remember, "Acceptance is not seeing with your eyes, it is seeing with your heart." Stop over looking that one guy who likes you because of his ourer appearance, and let yourself get to know him better.

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It is all about attitude

Wow, so lately I have noticed that everything you feel, or do revolves around attitude. I have been such a happy nice person that my life has been like ninja amazing. Guess that is how I went from being just Staci to The Amazing Staci. My dad was talking to me about how fickle girls are and he told me that guys choose how they want their days to be. Where as girls' feelings change according to what is going on at the moment. So stop being a grumpy, negative, cocky, moron and be happy. Let life flow smooth. Notice the little good things, and let go of the bad. Enjoy every memory of your ex that was good and let go that of the bad. Just live life with a smile on your face. I discovered this and now life is good. Be happy. listen to what Bob Marley has to say. Don't worry, be happy. I love you guys. If you need any further discussion of this topic, leave me a comment. Just below this post. It's a small little white word called, "comment" use it.
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December fifth

December fifth is day of the ninja. I expect to see people wearing black and creeping around like ninjas. It shall be the best day of the year right next to Christmas and Halloween and of course Staci Day. (My birthday) Be a ninja, attempt to see a ninja, and don't forget the sound effects when ninja fighting or just plain being ninja. I love you guys. Be ninja.  B)

life is good

So I know you have not heard much about how The Amazing Staci's life is but right now, it is really freaking great. Sure my knee feels like some fat dude mistook it for a chair, but I am sure I shall get through it all. I hate that I love a guy I can't have, and that he seems to not notice my existence but hey, there are plenty of guys out there who would give The Amazing Staci a chance. (Please, if you are one of them, MAKE IT BE KNOWN!) I love how everything random seems to happen to me. I am just all smiles lately. I think it is because August is over and that I could care less about the bad things in life. I love to look on the bright side and have been doing so for a while now. It may also be because of mylifeisaverage.com. It is only the best web site known in the whole universe. Read it or I shall hate you. (Yes, I am still mad at you, Aaron, for not liking it.) I am going to go have a sleep over tonight and be just a regular happy Staci. I love you all and hope you start to feel just as amazing as I do. Peace out.  ^_^

Thanks peeps

Thanks people. Keep on sending them in. I love hearing them all. My favorites are the ones that YOU guys wrote. Please know that no matter how much time passes since I post this, I ALWAYS want more. They are addicting are they not? I love a good motivator, or a good demotivator. They rock. Thanks again peoples.

I need you help once agian

Okay people of Earth, -don't get me wrong I love the aliens too-I need your help. As a writer, a reader, and a poet I am absolutely obsessed with a good quote. Well seeing as how this is the blog of the amazing Staci I wanted to make it more...Staci. Please post all of your favorite quotes in the comments box below this post. I will add them to the page. I will put my favorite ones-like the one by Elizabeth Ross-up in big and bold. So keep those quotes coming. I love you all!!! Thanks once again for your help and ideas. Don't forget, I am always open to new ideas for another post!

Fire

So I just got a comment from my aunt telling me to write about the fire in Herriman. A lot of her friends live out their and she said it was scary to watch it raging near by. The sad thing about natural disasters (Well this one is not very natural, guns are more man made objects...) are the biggest thing that units people. There are a lot more volunteers who want to help, your whole world seems to come together to embrace you and help you. I know because I have seen it first hand with my best friend. Her brand new house caught on fire and every single one of her belongings was either burned, or damaged. Our whole neighbor hood went to work, sweeping into action to clear the wreckage and help to build anew. Think of all the volunteers who helped out at the high school, to house people who's homes were in danger. Think of all the love those people have felt with everyone around them working so hard to put together the ashen pieces of their neighbors lives. What I am trying to say is that we are all very human, and being human means reaching out to those who are in need, who are suffering, and lending them your shoulder to cry on, helping them clear out the damage. So think about that, not just when disaster (on the bog scales like this) strikes but when you see that someone needs a friend. Like my aunt said, It is scary to watch all those people's lives-people she does not even know-go crashing down. All I am saying is that we could all do more to lend a helping hand to our fellow man. So hop to it!

Sad day

So I keep checking for comments. Guess who is comment less. Me. How am I to know if you guys are actually reading my blog. I feel hurt on the inside and out side. (I think I fractured my pinkie by walking into a railing.) So If you are actually reading what I put on this website then for the love of Staci please, just post a comment! (That's right, I will not love you anymore if you don't.) Cachow. Now what are you going to do after you "Read" this? You are going to post a fricking comment!!!!!! Do it now!! (GRRR)
Thank you.  : D

Party!

Wahoo! SO there is a tailgate party this weekend at the highschool, (for those of you who know me personally) It starts before the game and it is free. Free food, free fun. It is exciting. Yes!!! Be there or be square

9/11

So today is the ninth anniversary of the day terrorist took over planes and crashed them into the world trade center towers, the pentagon, and a field in Virgina. Over 3,000 lives were lost and many of them were firefighters and police officers. Today is a day of remembrance, of grief, and of America pulling together. We are the land of the free and the home of the brave. Where most countries would fall to ruins after a disaster like that, we pulled together and went out to fight the threat. So today, just take even a few minutes to remember those brave lives that were lost and the love that was felt. Remember the fathers, sons, and husbands, the brothers, sisters, moms, and daughters. Remember the aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews and nieces that died that day. Feel the pain of the widows and widowers, all the children who lost a parent, and remember that we are Americans. Stand strong, and feel your pride. Over the history of our great nations, think of all the brave men and women who fought for your freedom, who lost their lives, and the lives of their families. All for what? For you. So that your family could live and enjoy the freedom they do. So that you may worship, love and live the way you like. Remember and Know what is it to be an American.

Luck

There is absolutely no such thing as luck. You are the one who makes your own luck. You are the one to make what happens happen. I sent out a quiz on my email to my friends and one of the questions was: 10) What is the thing you want most out of life? How do you plan on getting this? What do you need and who do you need to get this? A lot of people gave me their answers and towards the end they said, "and a lot of luck." If you are working hard to reach your goal then you do not need luck, you need determination. Life is about working hard to get the things you need and want and learning from your mistakes. I was just discussing this with my dad and he thinks that I am not right on this subject. He believes that yes, it is the hard work that helps but the luck of the draw helps. I cannot say I entirley disagree with him but I must admit that there is a lot of disagreement. So let me just state this is just an opinion of mine. You may agree or disagree but please keep in mind what I have said.

Happy Birthday Marcella!!!

So it is one of my best friend's birthdays today. She is growing up so fast!!! I love her. I cannot believe that we are getting this old. It is kind of scary. Like really really scary. Who ever said growing up takes forever is a moron. It seems like just yesterday I was in second grade, calling the boys gross and sticking my tongue out at people. (Well I still do both but I now believe that boys in fact do not have cooties. And that sticking my tongue out is only acceptable at the right moment. How childish. =D ) I am growing fast too!! I hate being so tall. I hate it with such a fiery passion that is would make the devil run for cover. I want to be short!!! I curse my mom's family for giving me my height and I curse my dad's for giving me my big feet, hands, and width. GRR! Well anyway if you know My homie Marcella tell her happy birthday and tell her she is fat and grounded. =D JK don't she will bite your head off.

How to achieve maximum hotness

We as girls all know that eventually we will spend at least two years in front of the mirror in our lifetime. It is a given. So here are some tips to make that time well spent.

• 1 When applying eyeshadow start out with a white or silver color. Apply it gentally to the outside of your tearducts. You know where you eyes meet your nose? Well apply it there like a soft shadowy eyeliner. Then apply your regular eyeshadow as you usually would. This tip will make your eyes appear larger and give them a nice detail to make you look supermotel hot.
• 2  Next when applying your mascara make sure to get those outer lashes first. You know the spot where eye meets temple? Well start with your bottom lashes and then do a zig-zag through the rest of applying your mascara. So it will go bottom-top-bottom-top all the way until your mascara is fully applied. Then take the brush and sweep it through your lashes like your would when regularly applying the mascara. (DO NOT DIP THE BRUSH IN THE TUB FOR A SECOND TIME!!!!!) Your eyelashes will look huge and flawless if you applied the mascara as directed.
• 3 When you apply your powder blush, take the brush, smile, and sweep it in a nice short motion from nose to jaw-joint. Then after this sweep take your finger and sweep the extra little dots of blush and smooth them in. Your cheeks will look perfectly pink if you do this. It will only get the apples of you cheeks and make you appear to have high cheek bones.
• 4 We all know that about one in a hundred girls can pull of the cherry red lip stick right? Wrong. If you are a pale person you can pull it off beautifully. All you need to do is take it and swiftly apply a small DOT of it on the upper and lower lips. Next mix it in with your finger giving your lips the beautiful lush pink color. Then just add a favorite sparkly of clear lip gloss. Your lips will not look artificially colored if you do this right.
• 5 Wear colors that make your eyes pop. For example, I have the prettiest hazel eyes known to man and wow-man. When I wear green they practically pop off of my face. If you wear large jewelry like huge pendents or giant hoop earrings be sure to get them in colors that work well with your eyes. Hope I helped you with your daily mirror time.   : D

Friend ship is as hard as cutting off your own arm

I am a very social person. I love talking and I love hanging out with a wide variety of people. Well that makes my life a lot harder than most's. Friends are there for you, they are meant to be people who love you and care about you. But being a teenage girl makes that almost a thousand times more complicated. Girls are fickle. We don't know what we want, or who we want. We make our own lives complicated because we want two opposet things at the same time. For example we want to go hang out with someone but we are also in a non-social mood. We are also dramatic. (if you haven't noticed....) So for one girl to hang out with another there cannot be even a little conflict. If one gets frustrated and mentions this frustration the other one will accuse her of being judgmental or pointing out her flaws. Then the fist girl will get mad. So basically to hang out with another girl is hard. Friendship for a chick is as hard as cutting off your own arm without sedative or pain meds. I love all my women friends because they are all not like this. We would not be friends if we were. I must admit that we get like it sometimes but that is to an extent. Friendship is taking two different personalities and having them mesh enough that they get along well. Like yin and yang only it can't be the complete opposet or they won't work. There are thousand and thousands of people out there and each and every one of them has a different personality. We are all like snow flakes. Think of the history of the earth. How many times has it snowed? How many tiny, little snow flakes is in every down poor? That is a lot of snow flakes. Some may be similar but no two are exactly the same. My closest friend and longest friend of all time (Ann) and I have never had more than two fights in our whole relationship and even those two little fights were dumb and only started because a third party turned us against one another.  It is so amazing to think that out of all the people on this earth you may only cross paths with like .1/2 of them. Crazy. A friend is someone who is there for you when times are tough and a person who is there to help make the good times good. Ann gave me a beautiful snow globe with a gorgeous angel inside of it that plays music. On the front of it there is a wonderful quote etched in it. is says, "A friend is someone who reaches for your hand, and touches your heart." I love that it is so true. Thanks to all my friends for being there for me through the hard teen years.So far I have not had to cut my own arm off so I think we are doing pretty well don't you? =) I love you all and I really appreciate all your comfort and love. It is what has got me through these last two hard years. Thanks to my family for being my friends and loving me even though I say and do a lot of stupid stuff. I love you all.
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Gym

Well we all know that with school comes gym right? I have it for seventh period. We will start dressing after labor day. I am so not excited about it. The classes are huge this year and for some reason there is about twenty girls in just my class. That is not even attempting to count all the kids who are in the dance class and the Gym class that shares the gym with us. I am a heavy set girl and have had rude comments in the locker room before and I know it won't be the last time. Why? What makes people so rude that they have to attack someone when they are so completely vulnerable. Especially as a teenager. Our body images are out of whack, we are way too self aware, not to mention the fact that we have to get undressed around others. I personally think that gym is like the opposit of all those self-image build up classes. There will always be something that you can't do or can't look like. Being in a physical class like this is just another way of highlighting the weaknesses of others. I love playing some sports but I am awful at others. We are all like that. Also there will always be those stuck up chicks who put their noses in the air at anyone who is not an exact barbie mold like them. The snarky comments, the looks, the whispered conversations in the locker room. It is just not what we need at this age. They should have gym as an elective instead of a required class. If we don't want to run a mile every month or two that is up to us and who is the edication system to judge and grade us for not doing that? Gym is just a physical hell. No other words to describe it. Well that's all.

unexpected message

So one morning after a hard night of partying (yes hanging out with my friends is my definition of partying) I woke up to find that my laptop was open, sitting on the couch. I thought that maybe my older brother had used it for job research but then I noticed what was pulled up on the page. It was cooks.com. So I figured instead of my brother it had been my mom. I minimized the window and went on with my computer usage. Then my dad came down the stairs and said, "Hey, I did not open that up for you." I laughed, closed my windows and let him get on with whatever he was doing. It turned out that he was linking my laptop to the printer so he could print the t hings he needed. I have a bunch of gadgets on my desk top and I use them like computer post-it's. My dad asked my how long it had been since I had looked at them. Confused I told him months. I thought he was talking about my notepad link. I the proceeded on with my breakfast of cerial and air. Then he told me to go hike up and grab what he had printed off of the printer up stairs. I did as told and went on with my day, not even thinking to look at my notes. Later my dad asked me, "Did you read your book notes?" I told him that I had not and he seemed a bit sad. So later when we got home from a great trip to the store I logged on and noticed writing on the set of unused post-it's on the bottom of my screen the message read, "Staci is special little girl and the joy of my life. -Dad" I left it on my notes to look at on a bad day. That little message may seem so lame of "uncool" but in truth it has been a great reminder for me, a warm fuzzy for those hard days, and a reminder that I am loved. It was very much appreciated, so thanks dad. I love you too. ^_^  <3