Polar Plunging

Hey y'all, this is the last blog post of the year! So I never did one of the cool poll thingies to ask what I should blog about for my last blog post (actually this probably won't be my last blog post, I'll probably get lonely over the summer so resort back to my friend, the internet), but I actually did have something interesting happen to me this week.

THE POLAR PLUNGE

If you're in my grade or somewhere in high school and you haven't heard about this, you probably live under a bigger rock than I do. No offense or anything. ;) This is a challenge that's kind of gone viral and it's where someone calls you out (someone who already did the challenge) and you have 24 hours or however many specified to go completely submerge yourself in cold water. Then you can pass it on to up to three people, and if those people don't do it, they have to donate money to charity or give you money (I'm not quite sure. I completed the challenge so I didn't discover the consequences).

As lame as this sounds, it was actually a blast. And I think the whole idea is pretty funny and cool. Get it? Nope? Okayyy....

I jumped in this

The day Ashley and I jumped in, it was sunny all day. The funny thing is that we were actually semi-concerned whether or not the water was going to be cold enough. Ha. Ha. Ha. Yeah, there was absolutely nothing to worry about, let me assure you.

So when Ashley and I got to the marina, we thought we were going to jump off the dock like a normal person would do the challenge. But here comes the problem, "What if it's not deep enough?" Well it was a marina, therefore boats came into it and docked there. So of course it was deep enough, but our compromised brains didn't realize that at that moment. Instead of jumping in, we ran in. Yup, cool people, coming through.

So you can imagine us, explaining our names, who we were gonna call out, who we were nominated by, yada, yada, yada, and then us conveniently running awkwardly through ice cold water. Yes, lovely to watch.

You can't really hear me because the wind, so I said, "My name is Pauline Kneller, I'm going to do the cold water challenge. I was nominated by Ashley Farquharson, and I'm calling out Paige Billow, Meredith Lawing, and Sydney Oraskovich.

Well I enjoyed this year of blogging, and I probably will post occasionally, but if you're not going to be checking this page anymore, see you next year (or the rest of this year since it's not over yet, or see you over the summer, or maybe I don't even know you)!

Fun fact about Pauline: I have a new anti-talent: golf.

Things Not to Try at Home

Through my experiences, these are some things you probably shouldn't try.. Again, based on my skill level, these things may be easy for you, but they ended badly for me, so consider yourself warned. Don't judge me, this is going to be really random, but I have a severe case of writer's block right now, so I was trying to think of something, and this is the best I could come up with.


At home, do not attempt to:

1. Make cookie pizzas

Yes, I am very skilled at baking and nearly caught my oven on fire while trying to make a cookie pizza. The cookie pizza was very yummy, but it was not a very attractive cookie, and let's just say, let's be thankful we didn't have to buy a new oven.

When making a cookie pizza, make sure there are about two inches from the cookie to the edge of the pan. If you don't, the cookie dough will barf all over the inside of your oven, making it look like World War III Food Edition, and then you will have the brilliant idea to hit the button "Clean" on your oven, and you will watch expectantly hoping for the grossness just to go away. To your dismay, you watch your cookie turn black very quickly, and the wax paper underneath it catch on fire.

Don't make cookie pizzas without strict adult supervision. Otherwise, you will spend two and a half hours cleaning and deodorizing your oven.

I can't bake and neither can this person

2. Watch horror movies while holding your poodle

I have two poodles, and they're standard poodles so they are big. I was watching a horror movie at home alone, and because I was scared, I went and picked up my 50 pound poodle, and resumed the movie. I'm not sure why his eyes were bugging out; maybe because he was scared too, or maybe I was squeezing him so tight I was suffocating him. To this very day, I probably know why.

3. Decide to fry ice cream

One day I was really board and decided I was going to fry ice cream so I turned the stove on high, put a bunch of oil in the pan, and put ice cream in the pan, then put it on the stove. Ya, I just had a really hot stove and gurgling puddle of oil and ice cream that was starting to burn. It smelled awful.

Don't be fooled, it will not look like this.

4. Paint your nails while cooking ramen

You will end up with a floor of noodles, I feel like I don't need to explain myself.

5. Put a TV mount on the wall with a drill, a screwdriver, and your brother.

I'm surprised I don't have a broken toe.

6. Try to light a tissue on fire because you don't know what will happen.

The tissue will burn and then when it's at your fingers, you will drop it because you didn't think it through then it will leave a black hole on your carpet (I was in third grade, no judging, remember?).

Before you know it, it will be on your carpet

7. Bareback race some ponies that you are taller than.

You will fall on your butt, and laugh hysterically until the little booger comes running around again and you will scream, inhale some dirt, roll away, and wonder why you are still alive.

A for effort

8. Open netflix before your homework is done.

I, again, don't need to explain myself.

9. Watch your brother play COD because you will earn yourself an unhealthy addiction of refusing to go downstairs because you are afraid of hearing that horrible moan/grunt of a zombie.


I didn't end on 10, just to be evil >:)  Haha, see ya next week!

Things Not to Eat on Dates

Not that I would be an expert on this, but here we go.


1) Salad. Wait what? I thought that was one of the few things that was acceptable on a date! Nope, not if you're like my friend, Julia, anyways. Or me. We both end up looking like stupid confused dinosaurs when we eat salad.

Nom nom nom

2) Ribs. If you think you can pull off ribs on a date, you can't. And your date agrees.

3) Fried Chicken. There is no nice clean way to eat fried chicken. Go all the way or go home. Loser. Hence why you don't eat that on a date.

4) Spaghetti. Nothing's more attractive then unsuccessfully slurping up a slimy, sauce-covered noodle, just for it to come and slap you on the forehead, leave a nice line of sauce on your forehead (hey, your date might think it's cute, but probably not. Most likely not. Definitely not), and then magically drop onto your sundress. I love having sauce on my face, I think it's adorable.

5) Wings. Unless you are super talented and can somehow eat wings in a womanly manner. If you can do that, then who would pass up an opportunity to eat wings?!

6) Burgers. If you're me, or anything like me, burger is a recipe for disaster. Get it? Haha. Oh, that's just me laughing at my own jokes. You probably shouldn't do that on a date either.

Save this for later

7) Cream of Chicken Soup. If your date tells you something funny, then you are very likely to laugh and have this creamy soup come out of your nose. Gahody.

8) Super cheesy pizza. I'm sorry, this is unacceptable. You can go home and enjoy the stringy warm cheesiness in your lap at home. Until then, you must choose something else on the menu.

9) Garlic. Yup, you will smell bad.

Come give me a hug

10) Corn on the cob. Mmhmm, I bet you look like a model gnawing away viciously at that corn.

11) Spinach. Just don't do it. I don't know about you, but I don't enjoy intimately staring at someone with a piece of big green glob stuck in one of their front teeth.

This is not you, it never will be

12) Maybe you just shouldn't eat anything on a date. I think movie or laser tag would be a safer bet.

What's Worse than Bio Class? (Beware of TMI)

What's worse than sitting through bio class, listening to your teacher drone on about stuff, repeat the unnecessary things, miss the useful information, sharing looks of pure misery with your class mates, and waiting for the clock to reach 9:03? Missing bio class. Let me tell you, it's not just biology. Every class is hard to make up, but especially biology, because who wants to come in after school to make up a lab assignment all by themselves with your teacher telling you it's on canvas? NO ONE. And this is exactly what I am going to have to do. I have been sick for three weeks in a row, and not just a wimpy little cold. Like full on asthma, huge cough attacks, sinus infections, and toilet hugging. That has been my hobby the last three weeks. Delightful, huh?

I've been in and out of school like every two days, and this was the last day of school before the break. And hey, I get to worry about making up class all over my four day weekend. Oh and being sick and missing even more horseback riding lessons. So this weekend that I have been desperately needing and looking forward to, I will be getting to know my toilet. I love this.

Well, even how awful this was, I got to sleep in until 10:30 this morning. That never happens. Normally I'm up, rushing around, throwing on makeup, shoveling food into my mouth, accidentally swallowing toothpaste, grabbing my backpack and three instruments, and rushing out the door, sprinting back in, grabbing my phone, and darting out the door again once 5:30 am starts. Now that I've had a relaxing morning (well as relaxing as nausea lets you get), I have now gone through three episodes of Sherlock, cleaned my room, painted my nails (which did not make my stomach feel any better--tip, never paint your nails when you are sick), and updated my blog.

Sherlock and blue nail polish

One would think that you could be able to sleep when you are sick, but I'm not that type of person (which is probably why I am still sick after three weeks). Thanks to this thing known as an internal clock and this other thing called school, there's no such thing as, "Hey! You're sick, so take a day off and get better!" It's more like, "Hey, you're sick, and I don't care, you have three excused absences a quarter!" For all us overachievers out there, this means, "Hey! You're sick, but since all three of those absences are used up, how about you come back to school and don't get better and get the rest of our beloved children sick! Yaayyy!!" But hey, my nails are blue, my room is clean, my mind is full of very happy images (thanks a lot Sherlock), and I get a five day weekend!

Oh, where are you John, I've missed you.