You know you're a basketball player when....

I have absoloutely nothing to blog about so...I'm going to do this random list
  

  You know you're a basketball player when...

1. You find yourself randomly drawing basketballs all over your homework papers

2. When you're in class and you daydream about one day dunking

3. While you're watching a football game and the referee makes a call and uses hand gestures that look exactly like the ones a basketball referee makes and you ask yourself why the reff is calling a foul when it's really a offside pass in football.

4. You want to be on a basketball court twenty-four seven.

5. You prefer basketball shoes to high heels

6. When construction workers next door are pounding on something and it sounds like a basketball bouncing.

7. You see someone with a basketball and you want to snatch it away and run (mwahaha)

8. The swish of ball through a net is music to your ears

9. When someone runs into you by accident and you think "Charge" in your mind

10. Basketball shorts are you're best friend.

11. You have more tournament and basketball camp shirts then nice ones

12. You use your jersey number for almost everything

13. Bruises and scrapes from a tough game are medals of honor to you

14. You almost always have jammed fingers

15. Boys in your class are seriously terrified of playing basketball with you.

16. You want to spend you're entire Saturday watching ESPN.

17. Your mom has to tell you to wear a skirt not basketball shorts and a t-shirt when you go out with friends.

18. You spend more time working on your shooting skills then putting on make-up

19. Everyone is shocked when you wear anything but a pony tail in your hair.

20. You want to meet your Prince Charming on the court.

Shark Killer Hoo Ha Ha

Okay, so maybe, just maybe the title is a bit of a exaggeration. I didn't kill a shark...but I certainly mutilated and dismembered it. Yes, my dear readers, I, Carmen Elaine Parker, dissected a shark. There is a catch though, it wasn't a vicious Great White (sadly) it was just a measely dogfish shark. But that still is something right? I wasn't planning on participating in digging into the flesh of a already dead creature of phylum chordata. In the end though, I helped mutilated a shark that was in bad need of some febreeze. Anyways, it was totally gross, and what made matters worse is that the boys in my Biology class had complete and total pleasure in destroying the poor fellow. We named our shark Johnny Deep in honor of Johnny Depp, the other shark was named Orlando Bloom. Scaples flying, scissors snipping, flesh ripping, bones crunching. Yes, makes your skin crawl doesn't it? This is what I suffered for an hour and a half in Biology this past Tuesday. The boys of my class did most of the dissecting and I sat idly by taking notes and trying to hold on to my recently consumed lunch. What's worse is one boy, who thrives off of teasing me enjoyed every moment of seeing me cringe at every snip of the scissors and every scrape of the scaple against the shark's flesh. He even went so far as to make the shark talk to me. Literally, he picked up our shark and said in a honey sweet sing song voice " Carmen, kiss me Carmen, kiss me good bye". It was completely and totally revolting. For someone who wants to be an animal doctor one day, I won't be able to do the surgeries. I'm serious, I cry every time I see an animal suffering and cringe at bones crunching. No joke..I'm a wimp. Back to the lovely topic of dissecting and dismembering a creature of class chondrichthytes. Not only did this fellow who was enjoying my complete horror of watching a shark being torn apart make the creature talk, he also made a show of scraping the scaple against the shark's flesh. The noise was like nails on a chalkboard to me. Here's the funniest thing that happened though, during the dissection, Mrs. Parker, our Biology teacher, was spouting out shark facts as we worked. One thing caught my attention, the dogfish shark, has oil in his liver which helps him stay a float in the ocean. Mrs. Parker warned us to be extra careful when cutting into the shark's liver since it's full of oil. Michael, my lab "buddy" was so busy goofing off  around me that he completely and totally missed the warning of being "extra careful". So off he went, cutting recklessly into the exposed liver, and the best part of it was, his face was directly in front of the liver, mouth and everything. Oil spouted directly into his face, reaching into his mouth and everthing. I know I sound like a jerk for finding amusement in this, but hey, it was hysterical. I literally fell out of my chair, rolling on the ground laughing, tears were seriously streaming out of my eyes from laughing so hard. That honestly made my day. In the end, I cut the head off of the dogfish shark. Yes, you read right, I cut the head off this poor shark's head. I exposed his brain to the world, believe me, there wasn't much brain to show. Poor Michael, I still can't get his facial expression out of my head, poor fellow, probably is still rinsing oil out of his mouth. Good times in Biology, gotta love them.

~Carmen ...Sandiego...

Random Shananigans

So apparently I was tagged by my lovely companion Natalie Dettaman. So, let's begin...

Eleven random things about me~

1.  My favorite food is bread, believe me, if I could, I would live off of French bread

2. Litature and Biology are my two favorite subjects

3. Basketball is my absoloute favorite thing in the world. I adore playing it and I so wish I could spend all my time playing it.

4. I desperately want to go to Rio.

5. I want a horse. Or two...or three

6. I have a lame excuse for a dog...her name is Lucy..and she is ancient and bloated. Sorry Lucy, but it's true

7. I am in love with Finnick Odair, and Peeta Mellark

8. Books, are another thing I can't live without. Seriously, I fly through books quicker than the normal human being

9. I'm mexican <------ that was so random..haha

10. I love to laugh and I love people who like to laugh as well

11. I want to live in Spain when I grow up..



And now for Robin's questions:

1.What's your favorite color?

Blue

 

 

2.Waffles or pancakes?

Waffles :)

 

3. Which do you prefer, books or movies?

 

I like both. But I like to read more than watch movies.

 

 

4. What's your favorite subject in school?

Litature

 

5. Pepsi or Coke?

Coke over Pepsi, but neither I like in general.

 

6. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

 

Spain :)

 

7. What's your favorite book of the Bible?

Revelation

 

8. What do you want to do when you grow up?

 

It changes every day, but I've always want to be a vetinarian

 

9. How many kids do you want to have?

 

A lot. I really don't know how many I want. But I love having a full house so..I want a ton of kids.

 

10. What's something you've done once, and never want to do again?

 

One time in youth group, my foot fell asleep and when I went to stand up on it, my foot gave out and I fell down in front of everybody. It's quite commical now that I think about it.

 

11. What's the highest number of times you've read any one book or series?

 

5.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Merry Christmas!!

Now, before you question the title of this post or quietly ask yourself "Has Carmen gone completely bonkers?"  I have a rational explanation for the title…sort of… Anyways, Merry Christmas…no seriously it was Christmas time back at the Parker house last Friday. I literally woke up to the sound of "Jingle Bells" from the stereo dowstairs and the smell of bacon wafting up the stairs.
 The reason for all this crazy shananigns you ask? Well my brother arrived home in one piece after seven monthths in Afghnistan. he was deployed all through Cgristmas so…haha when Zac arrived home we had Christmas all over again. Tree,music, presents and all that jazz.
 Best of all, my parents surprised me with the Hunger Games series. It's really funny…I read all three books in less then two days. Which were absoloutely wonderful the second time around. And by reading them again, my love for Peeta grew times a thousand. If were ever stuck on a deserted island, I would want Peeta as my compnion not stuck up Gale…ewww
  I will say this though- Gale is definately handome  in the movie. However, looks aren't everything…Peeta is still better and he always will be… case closed, end of story.

More later
Carmen…Sandiego