Lepoard: From Loathe to Love.

I'm not sure if you're really supposed to take fashion cues from The Food Network, but I certainly did! Back in the good old days, a contestant on some cheesy food competition show traumatized Emily and I for life with her disturbing over use and abuse of leopard print. (#5 in our code of friendship, "NEVER wear leopard print"!)

It's taken me a little while (like, 5 years) to recover from the nightmare of Penny Dividi. I bought a leopard belt a few months ago and it was terrifying and freeing, all in one! And as my Christmas list wish seems to be brimming with leopard print... I kinda feel like I'm letting my 13 year old self down.

Fashion trends you've made peace with? Do tell!
ps: photos from my boyfriend pinterest, follow me there! 

The Last Good Day (TWO)

"There's no way of knowing that your last good day is Your Last Good Day. At the time, it is just another good day." 
- The Fault in Our Stars

I had a good day with two of my dearest friends a few months ago. And, as life would have it,  I had no idea it would be my Last Good Day, of a different kind.

Imagine being friends with someone for 14 years. Imagine that you tell that person everything, the secrets, the juicy news, the drama. The friend whose door you don't have to knock on, because you know you can come right in. The friend who was more than just a friend, she was your sister.

And then imagine that one day, she won't talk to you.

(plot twist!)

It's been really hard for me, the past few months. Losing my greatest friend, my (I thought) closest ally. I honestly can't even remember NOT being friends with her because we've been friends for so long.

Or I should say, we were friends for so long. Key word being were.

It's not easy to lose someone you thought would be in your life forever. It's not easy to wake up one morning and realize you don't have anyone to talk to about boys or nail polish (both, equally important in life.) And when you're that girl who has had your wedding planned for years...well, now I have to start looking for a new maid of honor.

I keep thinking back to the Last Good Day. And I wish I could have known, how significant that day really was. I try and remember something that went wrong, but it was perfect. In every way...to me at least. We were giggling at inside jokes practically older than us, snapping bestie photos and all that jazz.

But no.

It was the last time we'd ever laugh about that joke, the last time we'd ever take a photo together.

That was the last time she was my best friend.

That was the last time she was my friend at all.

The stupid thing is, I'm not even mad. I'm heartbroken and crushed and in tears some days, but I'm not mad at all. I keep expecting a text from her. I keep thinking I've got to tell her this! I'm still curious how her book is coming and if the characters got married or not and wondering if she still keeps the newspaper clipping of our art teacher in her closet.

And then I realize, I'll never know. 

And that's hard for me.

The End of Everything (ONE)

Last night I had a dream that my best friend attacked me. Both verbally and physically, it was intense. I woke up soaked in sweat....and with the realization that I needed to share what's been brewing.

There are only 3 people in the world who will understand the significance of this photo. 2 of them don't read this blog and the other one is me.

But all the same, I got new tape in art class.

I threw away the old tape, and the memory's of the person who gave it to me. A new friend lent me hers. And it was hard. I was debating whether to do it or not, to move on, to throw it away.

It was stupid, it was silly. But it was the last piece I had of her.

Welcome to The End of Everything.

..........ART CLASS!!!!

With just a few weeks of school left, it was about time for an honorary blog post dedicated to our art class.  Granted, my painting skills have actually diminished over the year, but probably because I spend more time dancing, singing or generally expressing my musical side than my artistic side. (What can I say, oldies get to me.)

▲▲ So in case you are yet to get the memo, our teacher is a self proclaimed pirate. And the nautical nonsense in our class can not be topped, what with Mr. Dan supplying the nautical-ness and Emily and I doing our fair share of nonsense. And the poor other girls in our class....they may never recover.

▲▲ And while we are on the topic of  general happiness, so grateful for my fun friend Emily. Even though we are INCREDIBLY weird when we are together, (and equally so when we are not!) there are only so many friends you have in a lifetime that you can call demon and make ungodly noises in front of and never feel a bit guilty. If you have a person like that in your life, keep them close, very close!

 

I also have an amazing video from Art, but I'm a old person apparently and can't get in the post. Someone send me a technologically advanced young person to help this granny out! I pay in warm cookies and cheek squeezes.

 

Art class, Over and out! And on that note, TEQUILA!

 

(For those of you sheltered folk alarmed by my casual alcohol reference, see this post for explanation.)

Art that we heart

Well, let me clarify. I don't exactly heart art, but I do heart art class! Mainly because Frem and I can goof off and be idiots and out art teacher is a pirate so it doesn't exactly encourage serious behavior anyway. And one day I stole moms phone and document our cheesy and hardly artsy class.

And also let me clarify that I only say heart in blog posts in which I am trying to be especially cheesy. Which is all the time, so never mind. Cheese and hearts away!

▲▲ I don't know if we should talk about the fact that Morgan's photoboming skills are impeccable, or that Emily seems to be missing important body parts (um, and she's glowing?) All things aside, these are probably our best selfies to date. (#celestiallight, sarahjveo!)

▲▲ Documented the signing of her painting, since it only took her 4 months to finish! Golf clap for you Em!

Not sure why any of this nonsense deserved a blog post, and I could dive into the whole "My blog acts as  journal, to record and save all the precious moments in life" shpeal, but in all honesty, that's not how I think and certainly not how I blog.

Do what you want with this, but Art class is pretty hard to beat! PS: WE HAVE A THEME SONG: you can listen to it (and sing along and all that jazz!) here.



WE AIN'T GOT NO ROOM FOR BORING

Third year of the homeschool dance, Third year of not being at the homeschool dance and first year of having a way better time! That is what you call success, my friends! And I did dance, oddly enough. We got Just Dance and I boogied like the awkward child that I am - YMCA has never been done with more enthusiasm.

▲▲ Okay, as we all know Em and I's relationship revolves around singing about carbs, so the new Subway Commercials (which might be worse than nails on a chalkboard) were perfect for us. And so we made a homemade version (always the best kind!) while the neighborhood block party was in full swing. No shame in our game!

▲▲Facebook profile photos in Shy Guy's driveway. Obviously the first choice when it comes to locations. (also, trying to retake this photo and still not managing to get our heads in it. Enough with mirror selfies, I say!)

▲▲I feel like this could be some really awkward album cover. Heads up,  "THE FREMS" Will be releasing soon, with 12 exclusive carb-themed songs and an infomercial at 3 AM (and if you order within 20 minutes, we will include a bag of Fritos! Call now!)

And so in the words of a car commercial,

"WE AIN'T GOT NO ROOM FOR BORING,

FOR BORING WE AIN'T GOT NO ROOM!"

Nothing to see here...!

We've had a nice week here! It's been rainy for days and I haven't seen the sun in so long. Also, my appearance hasn't seen any effort in an equal amount of time, something with the weather hmm? My mom has been sick and my dad has been out of town. I've been here playing house, and it's my most favorite game to play.

Sophie's been acting crazy, and our bird (singular not plural, since the other bit the dust whilst we were gallivanting in Paris.) has been chirping up a storm. Between playing house and puppy parenting I feel as if I grew up 30 years. Buuuuuut.... my obsession with Jennifer Lawrence memes brings me back to the reality that I am really 10, at best.

And also, I'm dreading next week and all the terror that it will ensue. Because we have our drama performance! The one I've been sweating over and having nightmares about for 5 months. On the one hand, I'll be free! On the other, Teen Pact comes directly after. And somehow wearing a pencil skirt and 3 pairs of spanks doesn't seem to be the epitome of freedom.

On a random note (the only one in this post, i promise.), I've been itching to dye my hair, or straighten it at least. And also, Emily and I finally watched a decent movie (we are notorious for watching the dumbest movies ever made!) and we are both proud and terrified, because it can only be downhill from here.

 Randomness, Ahoy! Off to cuddle with my pal, Netflix, because what else are rainy days for. (More of a declarative sentence than interrogative, because we all know it's fact.)  Also, what's with all this black and white nonsense? Colorfest resumes tomorrow, mark your calenders.

THE GREAT CHRISTMAS SPECTACULAR!

Oh where to start? Emily and I have the funniest friendship. And ever since I moved back, singing has been our way of expressing our love for the world and carbohydrates (the ravioli song!) So naturally with Christmas and all, a round of caroling was in order, fondly dubbed the Christmas Spectacular because it really was just that!

Okay, so basically all we did was run around her neighborhood singing Christmas songs several octaves higher than what's socially acceptable. But it was grand and we ended the night with 15 waves from strangers, 2 honks, 2 people stopping to watch and a grand finale of Deck the Halls with the kids across the street.

There has never been a merrier day than the 23rd of December. Now, for awkward photos!

▲▲ As you might notice, the lantern is a KEY element to a wonderful Christmas spectacular! Also, this is just a small sampling of Emily's collection of interesting facial expressions.

 ▲▲ And also, sparklers! Provided by our local wanna be pyrotechnic , thank you Andy for such a sparkly contribution! (or contributation as I said earlier...)

▲▲ This photo is oozing with tradition! Emily's family (my family too! who am I kidding?!) has put up this nativity scene ever since I can remember. And when I was little I would always make everyone bow to Jesus. And now I'm not little and I still make everyone bow. It's just one of those things you can't ever not do? (like eating only one potato chip.)

Thanks Em, for caroling with me, and to Emily's parents for pretending we didn't sound as bad as we did. And remember, the best way to spread Christmas Cheer is to sing loud for all to hear! As of now, Emily's neighborhood is drowning in Christmas cheer....

That's how we do  it!

Birthdays! And things relating to them!

With my birthday coming up, which is basically an excuse to be as self centered as possible, I've been planning a few things (more like, photos I want people to take of me, in which I will hopefully look way cuter than I actually am.) After all, 16 only comes once! (Thank goodness, I've heard it's rough sometimes.)

So anyway, with birthdays on the brain, here are some photos of my frem on her birthday! I don't know who the photographer was, but as you can tell, she was pretty great.....

Weekends and such!

A few things about this photo, and life in general!

We went to Universal this weekend and apparently I am not a Universal person? I think Disney is more my style- there's a lot more pink, cute little mice and high pitched singing. I can handle that! And E.T! Whoever came up with E.T hopefully  has become a hermit and whoever thinks that E.T is cute should hang their head in shame. I am all for extra terrestrial whatever,  but COME ON. At least make it a cute alien!

And also, Volleyball is over which means I ACTUALLY HAVE TIME again! My Birthday in in a month,  have a sickness called pumpkin fever, and have a serious urge to wear sweaters.

So in other words, not much is new!

How have you been?

Behold, Boston!

Photo dump!  Beware friends, you might be here a while!

So Boston....? Boston! I have to say, I did really like it. (of course, someone tell me a city I don't like!) New York City was so much fun, a big adventure. But Boston felt really comfortable, it felt normal. Like a big city but not too big, and who am I kidding, I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Just go to Boston, and you'll figure the rest out for yourself!

And out with the triangles!

▲▲ I believe they call this a "right place, right time" photo ???? I seem to have a thing for catching glorious sunsets while on trips. It's a gift! (Boston Skyline taken on Nahant, doesn't that name just sound so Nantuckety?!?)

▲▲ It's me and a boat! And Emily and not pictured are the LOUDEST cannons my poor ears have ever been shocked by. Also, we like boats only because our art teacher is a pirate, no joke.

▲▲ For whatever reason, there were pianos all over Boston. And so the Asians would play and it would be some wildy impressive Sonata in Z  Major and then I would just be like "M-a-r-y - h-a-d- a- l-i-t-t-le -l-a-m-b." It too, was impressive! For a 5 year old, maybe.

▲▲  Cheesy Smile, as per usual, but hey! When you've been best buddies with someone for 12 years, it's pretty fun. 

I have to say, the one disappointment was that I never heard a really strong Boston accent! Our trolley "conductor, Peppermint Patty (bless her heart) tried her best. I feel as though Boston accents are more "accent" while used in angry rage? Next time, I will find myself an angry Bostonian! I promise.


Kryn, over and out!

PS: You can check Emily's blog, although she hasn't posted any Boston photos.....YET! (Right frem?)

A fine day for...

best friends and horse movies. Oh yeaaaah!

Guys, let me be frank. Hot dog frank: my spring was REALLY terrible. I'm not really into sharing it here yet, which I am cool with, but in the meantime you may wonder and I will just say it was lame/awful. So thus, summer was extra wonderful.

Life has been looking up a lot more, and I'm so happy to finally be able to say that the sky is a little bluer and the laughs a little longer and the tears are few and far between. SO HAPPY.

So anyway! Onto our fun day! First of all, I was not aware of how hot it is here until today. I walked outside "HOW CAN PEOPLE LIVE HERE?" So apparently I've also involuntarily become a hermit because hello, AC is worth it. And also, a long sleeve shirt? Not my finest moment. But then again, the sweat marks were impressive!

▲▲ The "hey lets be cool and do a cheers photo!" fail. We apparently can not clink glasses to save our lives. Our excuse? "We were homeschooled!"

And no, these weren't staged a bit. Not pictured, how sweaty we were. But these dorky/obnoxiously cliche photos were totally worth it.

Thanks to Em for putting up with me for the day, you are a riot. and so are those horse movies.

PS: More photos (okay, one.) from our summery day on instagram..... @thegirlkryn.

A very dry Fourth of July!

While telling a friends mom about my 4th of July habits which include a.) covering my ears b.) hiding under blankets c.) cowering in closets or d.)all of the above. And her response? "I've heard of dogs like that."

So yep, me and the dogs.

That's why this 4th of July was monumental! I was outside! All night! On a boat for that matter, so of course I really had nowhere to go. But then again, there was always the option of a swan dive into the river. However, after much internal debate I decided that a dive would mess up my hair, so I opted for the air dry fireworks view. And so what if I was a basket case....at least my hair still looked good.

And huge kudos to Emily for letting me use her camera for a bit since I was too lazy to bring mine. Nothing like an honest friendship right?

And now, some pictures of me looking like an alien/Frankenstein half breed. Sorry not sorry, I was desperate. Then again, maybe I should have revisited my swan dive plan?

and that kid's, is a Fourth of July well done. So happy I have this blogdidty to remember 4th of July's past. Kudos and Kit Kats to you!

(whatever.)

And a flashback to {2012} and {2011}

PS: And see Emily's 4th pics HERE.

First(ish) Day of Spring

I think I'm going to like Spring. Not like this year is any different, but mostly because it started off particularly nice.  First you bike to the nearest gas station to stock up on essentials (and forgetting your money! DUH!) Next it's off to the mansions in town to gawk and take pictures and then it's back home with a little detour at the bright pink house. We finished our day with a picnic and me doing every kind of dance I could think of, including break dancing.

It was quite attractive, clearly!


What have you been up to this Spring?

PS: And our hard work pays off. I have new nickname: K-EGG! And Emily is E-jig, so you can call us that now.