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First Days.

In the Hafen Home, first days of school have a strict routine that has been followed for years. Here it is:


1. Wake up (from what was probably a night full of tosses and turns. I get so excited the night before school-it's like Christmas)
2. Follow smell of French Toast
3. Greet Mom with a subtle head raise (who is wearing her purple robe. She has had it since I was born I'm pretty sure)
4. Sit at counter with head on counter, tired out of your mind, waiting for Mom to finish French Toast
5. Mom asks if you want one or two. You always answer one, even though you'll have two.

Now, this year, I got a bloody nose 2 seconds after Mom gave me my French Toast. It was a heavy flowing bloody nose, so I had to take care of that business before I could proceed to eating my French Toast.

6. Eat French Toast
       a. eat crust first. all the way around.
       b. then start in on the beautiful center.
       c. drink milk
       d. ask for another french toast, because one is not enough, even though you answer "only one" every year.
7. Go in room and get dressed. (I usually allot more time than needed, so smiling in the mirror and pacing my room is what fills a lot of this time)
8. Come out all ready
 and last but not least.....
9. First Day of School Photos with your fingers corresponding to the grade you are in. See below.

5th grade

abbey -5th grade, alex- 9th

abbey 6th, alex 10th.
i was so excited for that frog shirt.
oh and nice photographing, mom.

this was the year i had been waiting for. just so i could do the 7

8th grade. Sara & me

9th grade (9 fingers..)

soph. year. almost forgot to take a picture because we were watching the boys that week

carol 12th, abbey 11th.

 and now this year. SENIOR YEAR. 

I can't believe I am a senior. Everyone says this, but high school flew by. I remember when Alex Hoskins and Melissa Willard were talking to me the Sunday before school started, me about to be a sophomore, them about to be seniors. And they told me "they feel like they were just BARELY sophomores" and I was thinking YEAH RIGHT. You guys are old, cool, seniors. But now THAT'S ME. not the cool part, but the old part. Seriously. SO CRAZY. I better live up my senior year. 


Peace & Love
-Abs

summer's over. helloooo senior year.

I lost my camera for a week. But then I found it. 

So here's some quick photos from the past monthy month.

girls night :)

my cousin and me

earrings from china, thanks irf.

powell with tarzan

grandma did their hair, side parts baby :)

splash pad with the fam & friends

menchels with mrkl

moped ride at through santa clara, last day of summa

Summer is over, and here I am pondering Senior Year. 

I have no idea...

a- what i want to go into

b- what school i want to attend

c- how to apply for college

or

d- how to get scholarships.

But here I am, feeling totally calm right now. I have total faith that I can do it. And I will. Will everything work out perfect? Nope. Will I get all the scholarships I apply for? Probably not. But I've seen the grade ahead of me do it, and their example seriously gives me hope and determination. 

I made 10 goals for senior year. They are hanging on the side of my nightstand dresser, so I can see them EVERY night. 

Wish me luck :) I really have a good feeling about this school year. 

Class of 2012- This is it. 

Go Warrior Nation.

I am crying.

I was searching through old pictures and found a folder labeled "MYSPACE". 

Yes. I had a myspace. And ...  

I posted some prime myspace photos. 

I'll share them here, but don't judge me. I was an 8th grader.

here's a classic peace sign and kissy face.

everyone look at my long hair, it's crimped

bangs covering eyes

a mirror shot is a must

:p

Yes ladies and gents, this was me. 

A myspace girl. 

Glad that phase is over and that I've become pretty good at mocking myspace photos. Here's a couple..

peace out. 

haha, literally.

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I heart FB

Last Sunday night (ha, this reminds me of "last friday night" lyrics) , I was laying in the bathroom crying, clenching my stomach, when my phone buzzed. "New Text Message from Brady Berryessa" 
We texted, kept each other company for an hour or so through the night. Me updating him when I threw up, him congratulating me. 


After a night of very little sleep, I woke up, went to tennis tryouts, and wanted to die. 


Being a good friend that Brady is, he texted me that night asking if I was still sick. I informed him I was doing better but needed my sleep.

He then suggested the unforgivable. 

"want to go on a facebook fast with me?"

*Is he serious? I love Facebook. I check it 24/7.

-"blah, how long? i'm an FB addict."

"till school starts. my school... college. august 29th"

-"i'm crying. fine. what brought this on?"

"you're game? well i was thinking of deleting it until then, but i'd rather it be accessible and me just resist it. it takes up too much of my time."

-"yeah, i'm game! i feel ya, i bet half my life has been spent on that thing."

So. Since August 1st I've been off Facebook. Something that seriously is so hard for me. I hate that I am so addicted to it. But how am I supposed to know all the latest without it? I guess I'm surviving fine without it, but I'd like it to be more dramatic than it really is. 




I have gotten so much done lately, and have been organized and happy. My mom even commented on how the computer is always free for her to get her things done. 
You're welcome, Mom :)


There have been several "mock posts" towards Brady and me that are filling the Top News but "you gotta be popular somehow!" -Brady


We have had more free time and decided we were going to take up new hobbies. Guitar, Sodoku, Crosswords, etc.


Facebook is great, but I've got to live up these last week(s) of summer.

Three cheers to NO FACEBOOK! 

Peace&Love
-abs