People Problems.....

       So in this blog post I decided to rant about traits I've noticed in people that drive me insane. If you don't wanna read my complaints stop reading NOW!
    Have you ever met people who seem terminally unhappy? I can't stand that. Someone who will come up to you in the morning and have the worst attitude when you start talking to them. So when you ask them "Are you okay?". They say: "I'm just not a morning person". Well alright then... Two minutes later they're talking my ear off about things that happened to them over the weekend and I didn't even ask how their weekend was. Now you know that was just for some attention you narcissistic freak. Not only that but something is always going wrong with them. "I didn't come to school cause my nose was running". Um snort some nasonex, stick some kleenex up your nose, and call it a day. "It's hard for me to walk up the steps cause my legs are so short". I'm sorry but what does that possibly have to do with anything? C'mon is your life really that horrible? Cause if it is I recommend talking to a therapist and not me. Cause I'm just like:

Sorry bout your luck bro....

                                                       

   

       Have you ever met anyone who is always trying to make the conversation about them? I know a person who will ask you about your weekend was and if you say nothing they start right in: "Well first I went to Universal Studios and my sister threw up on me and la-di-da" boriiiiinggg. That's just it. I didn't ask you though!! And if it does so happen you tell them about your weekend you can tell they aren't listening to a word you're saying. Just waiting for you to finish so they can tell you some story that you really don't wanna hear. Most of the time I don't listen either so it doesn't matter. I'm looking around for someone else to talk to or save me from my boredom. I'll smile, laugh and probably at the wrong times because I'm really not listening. I just can't fake caring about something I never cared about to begin with. 

  This is how I feel when you talk to me about stuff I didn't ask you about.

     Have you met anyone who thinks the world revolves around them? Heads up lunatic, if we ignored you the first few times you tried to talk what makes you think we'll pay attention when you yell? Just sit back and let someone else speak for a while. Almost every time it's some stupid hero story that was neither funny nor entertaining. I guarantee we don't care what your saying and it's not as interesting as what we're ignoring you for. I know this is bad but it's the people like this that I wouldn't care if they fell of the face of the Earth. I won't lie. Yeah I do like to chat about myself from time to time but, I also understand that there is someone on the other line of the conversation. I got really ticked off one day when I'm having a conversation about instagram and then you tell me I have a lot of pictures of myself. Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't instagram for pictures? One of these people came up to me having so dramatic meltdown cause their friends were mad at them for some reason that I wasn't listening for. Every time I saw this person throughout the day they're like, "What should I do? Should I talk to them?" I don't know and I don't care get away from me is all I wanna say. I was so glad when it finally got to point where I was done seeing that psycho for the day. I just can't deal with people like that.

     Well I could go on and on and believe me I can people but, I feel this rant will eventually get out of hand so let's stop here for now. But believe there will be a part 2 to people problems.......Until then I hope you all have a beautiful summer and I'll post back soon. And to all you self-absorbed animals:

                                                                                       Happy summer, Laylani101
                                               
                                                   

Let's be real.....

    This is something that came deep from my heart while reflecting one night.

    I'm not perfect. I judge people, I can be spiteful at times, and sometimes I say things that are better left unsaid. I complain. I'm dramatic. I'm not extremely popular, but I'm well known among those that matter. I don't have racks on racks on racks (I'm COMFORTABLE), but I'm rich in the things that are important (LOVE). I may never get into an ivy league school, but i know I'm smart(4.0 G.P.A.).There's plenty of girls at school who don't like me but, I'm not looking to please anybody. 

   All this may be true but so is this. I love my family, I'm creative, and I'm great at making people laugh. I'm a devoted student. I'm a loyal friend. Everyone may not like it but I am honest. I get a lot of things but all of it came from hard work and is well earned. 

   Let's face no one's perfect and I'm no exception. I'm in love with who I am. I wouldn't want to be anybody else.

    
For all my hunnybees ❤, love laylani101

70's Partay!!!!!

Hunnybees!!!!! So if you don't follow me on tumblr or instagram........

     You may or may not no we had a 70's themed party for my grandma. It was some of the most fun I've had in a long time. Obviously I have some crazy antics to tell because strange things always seem to happen. But, first I want to say a lot of hard work and thought went into having this party and it was absolutely worth it to see my grandma so happy on her birthday and to be surrounded by the people we love. 

Grandaddy and Grandma
       Now let's get to them antics! So the feats started when we were attempting to put  up the decorations. We got these big wall decals from party city (you could really have fun in there) and lucky us the adhesive didn't come with it. So we had a great time putting them on. Now I know what your thinking…"use tape fool!"  We did and maybe that would've worked if the wind wasn't blowing 50mph. We could not not not get them to stick. Finally my dad got some spray glue and it took forever but they eventually stuck to the wall. 

After we got the decorations up and set up the tables we all got dressed. My goal was to look like Beyonce from Gold member. I used a thick coat of shadow base and pressed some loose glitter onto my eyes. I did try to put on fake eyelashes but they were bothering me so I took them off. I think I succeeded in looking like her though. When I showed my mom she said I looked like a grown woman(and her). As soon as I walked outside my dad started laughing. We had a shortage in ice so me and my mom went go get more. I told her, "I bet I look like I just stepped out of a time warp". I hid my face. 

       Later, people started to arrive in their outfits. One of my favorites was my grandaddy's who was straight up hippie. My Auntie looked like like a cleopatra hippie. But I will never understand what look my cousin was going for. But anyway, it's apparent that you should expect so stragglers (people who weren't invited) floating around your party like stray dogs. I cannot be around drunk people cause they're annoying, but even more so I can't be around strange drunk people. There was some weird dude that kept apologizing but I was just thinking,"Alright you ain't got nothing to be sorry for but if you don't move I promise you will. You getting on my nerves. get your beer a keep it moving". I never noticed how annoying drunk people are. This other guy is messing with the lights Which was making me mad cause them my lights for my videos fool! My mind: "WHATCHU DOIN MANN?!". I felt like I was babysitting somebody's child and I didn't even volunteer to. I told my mom to come get him cause I wasn't going to be bothered with all that.

My cousin's girlfriend, my cousin, and his mom

       I was lucky I got to have my best friend with me. She and I had plenty of fun. We even shared a dance with my grandma. Even with the crazy stragglers I still enjoyed the party. My uncle and this random guy told my friend they were going to dance at her wedding. I took plenty of pics and videos and I'm going to make a video putting my photos and videos and my grandaddy's together. But most of all I'm glad my grandma got to enjoy her party and we got to make new memories. From my auntie doing the worm to my grandaddy and grandma slow dancing. It was just a very pleasant occasion. 

The beautiful birthday lady!!!!!

            From Mazie's SOOOULLLLL BASH, Laylani101

More eye updates!

    Hi hunnybees! So about two weeks ago we went back to the retina specialist's for a follow up after my eye injection. Surprisingly the waiting room wasn't that full so we weren't there as long as last time. There also weren't any weird old people. DARN!!! So there was really no funny things happening in there. Well on to the eye stuff. I could see more letters than before when they performed the tests even though I didn't feel like I could see any better than before the eye injection. When we went to wait for my pupils to dilate my mom started talking to this old lady in the second waiting room. She called my daddy cute hahaha.
 
     Well when we finally go to see the doctor he said that the bleeding behind my eye has stopped a lot but it hasn't stopped completely and he'd like to do another injection.                                          

Another one??!!

     After the first experience being so traumatic I really didn't want to go through it again and figured after the first time it would be over. But I wanted to be tough and really wanted to get it over with so I told him ok and he did it right there in the office. No anesthesia, just a million numbing drops. It actually wasn't that bad. He told me to look at the nurse and stuck the needle in and it was over. Very quick and painless. I only felt the pressure of it. 

 

    The whole way home I kept my eyes closed and laid on my grandma. When we got home I saw it. My eye had a broken blood vessel in it. UGHHHHH!!!!!!! That really got me upset. I felt like it was one thing after another with this eye thing. I wished all of it just never happened because it started really making me miserable. I hate wondering if it's going to be okay now or if it's gonna get worse and I never see out this eye again. Even worse I knew I had to go to school the next day and I knew how everyone would be. 

    I was right of course. I got a million, "What happened to your eye?", "Did it hurt?", "Are you okay?", "YOU GOT SHOT IN YOUR EYE?! ". 

smh 

     This went on until it finally went away. It took like two weeks. It sucked cause I was over it and everybody was still talking about it. Sometimes I'd even forget it was there...until they reminded me. Now it is gone so I can go on with my life and talk to people and know they aren't just staring at my eye. It's weird. Some people were freaked out by it and some people thought it was cool. Go figure. Most of the people freaked out by it were boys. Anyways it hasn't made my eyesight any better that I can tell but it hasn't gotten any worse. Hopefully this will be my last injection. My next appointment is march 28th so we'll see. Hoping for good news. 

   

    On a lighter note, my grandma is having her 60th birthday party and it's going to be 70's themed. I can't wait. I'm a hippie at heart so I love the idea and I already know how I'm going to dress up. I'll have tons of pictures, maybe a video, and definitely will be giving you the rundown in a blogpost. It's April 14th so be waiting for it. 

                                                                            Thanks for reading Hunnybees, Laylani101

Annoying things people do and Chronicle review

     Okay guys so we went to see the movie Chronicle last saturday. We all thought that it was going to be great....WRONG! It was absolutely horrible. It was really boring in the beginning and it left you hanging in a lot of parts because it was shot in a documentary format.  There was so much that wasn't explained and didn't make sense. Like why did the boy start recording everything? And worst of all they always kill the black person off first so yeah not a good look.

       But really I think I hated it more because of this annoying rugrat behind me. Of course I had to sit in front of him and the whole time he kept putting his feet on the back of my seat and pushing on it.....I was this close to telling him ,"Listen git, next time you put your feet on my seat I'm going to stick them up your narrow behind". Instead I tried a calmer, less violent approach and told him to please stop kicking my seat. I think my mom laughed at me but that was aggravating. Which leads me to my point, why do you have to put your feet on the back of the seat munchkin boy? I wanted to put mine on his face. Not only that but he kept talking and making little comments like this is the best movie in the whole world. I really couldn't enjoy the movie cause he made me so mad. It's the principal of the matter because even when I asked him to stop nicely he still did it like he forgot I asked him not to. He just did it more sparingly but I didn't want my parents to get involved because I knew if I said something again my dad would say something so I let it go. I mean doesn't anybody just go enjoy a movie anymore and actually shut up and enjoy it? I've never been so happy to leave a movie theater since I saw the first part of the Harry Potter Deathly Hallows movie. Ugh...... If I catch that kid in the street

        Well on to more annoying things people do. I hate it when someone asks you "Guess what?!", and just stand there looking at you like this....

waiting for you to answer   

                                                                                   So you stand there like......

        Really guys?! Just say it and don't wait there cause I'm just gonna stare at you. And the bunny is right, I don't care. 

      I hate it when people try to argue with you about things you know. People used to argue with on wether or not my hair is black. Obviously I know what color my hair is. Today my friend insisted my mom was on the phone when she dropped me off at school. She wasn't on the phone but she kept pushing the envelope. She's lucky I'm not really mean or else I would have told her," How are you gonna tell me my mom was on the phone when I was just in the car with her? Obviously I know wether or not she was on the phone. And what's it to you anyway if she was? I'm riding with her not you. Don't worry about what she's doing. Mind your own mother." People are lucky I'm only a moderate mean and I keep a lot to myself. 

      It's so annoying when people ask stupid questions. I'll have known someone for like three years and when I say I'm black they look at me like

You're black?!

      

     Yes that's what I just said moron. Or like yesterday I was watching teen mom. The girl cheated on her husband and had the nerve to ask him if he was still going to move with her. Even better when she talks to her friend she tells her he hasn't answered any of her calls or text messages. So her friend says "Is he ignoring you?" Are you that stupid? No he's not going to move with you and obviously he's ignoring her fool. 

   

     I think it's so stupid when I'm in school and someone is playing music through their phone's speaker. First of all a cellphone speaker is crappy so the music is all distorted and sounds weird and you can't figure out what's playing. Secondly, who said anybody wants to hear your stupid music anyway? Get some headphones or turn it off. Maybe they think it makes them look cool like how they had boomboxes in the 80's. It doesn't......

Last of all I think it's dumb when the teachers try to be smartones when so asks "Can I got to the bathroom?". They think it's so clever when they say "I don't know, can you?" Next time this happens to you say this:

Me: Can I use the bathroom? Teacher: I don't know, can you? Me: When I was using "can" I was using its secondary model form as a verbal modifier asking for permission, as opposed to expressing an ability. I thought since you were a teacher you'd know that. My bad. MAY I use the restroom?

TEACHER:

OTHER STUDENTS IN THE CLASS:

AND I’M JUST LIKE :

                         

                                                                                               Bye hunnybees, laylani101

Crazy Week yeaaaah

Mannn this week has been so long and bizarre and I have funny stories so cope a squat, get a snack, adjust your eyeballs and get readin. So the wild week begins with this horrid workout video in my aerobes class. Omg it really was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Ithad that evil Jillian michaels lady on it and she mad my butt and thigh muscles hurt for three days. Then later that day I had to go to the dentist for a cleaning. Am I the only that's teeth hurt after they leave the dentist? I feel like that's not right. Then when I get home the Internet isn't working!!!! Really?! No uploading videos, posting on blog, or listening to Spotify. I was in heck. Even worse I'm bearing a cold through all of this.
The next day was bizarre. Everything was somewhat normal until I got to lunch. One of my friends was having issues with her old group of friends. When lunch was almost over one of the old friends came and started yelling at her. So she started yelling back. So here I am just standing confused, stunned, wanting to laugh, and feeling the urge to deescalate the
situation. But how do you deescalate a boy and a girl yelling 5 inches from each other's faces? Plus the whole time I was standing there I was fighting the urge to release the cackle
forming in my throut. Well after they yell for 10 minutes the boy starts to leave. The bell probably rang already but I don't remember hearing it. So my friend with food tray in hand chases him and says "shut up you dummy!!!!!!!!". So I stop and think dummy????!!! Really?! I could suppress the laughter no longer and let out a low chuckle. Everyone in the courtyard stopped and stared. Crazy yeaaaaah. Oh and this dude got pooped on by a bird and then I was all freaked out and paranoid cause I'm a spaz. But yeah it was actually really funny and my friend and I got a good laugh out of it today. And to top off a perfect day there was stil no Internet. Beautiful....

Thursday we had a lab in chem and I broke a crucible.... Surprise surprise... And I decided to straighten my hair. Yay.....

Skipping to Friday a pleasant ending of the week. We only did stretches in aerobics(thank bejesus) so it was very calm and relaxing. Lunch was quiet compared to Monday. I got a bunch of did you straighten your hair stupid questions. "no stupid people. I'm myself from a parallel universe where there's a straight hair version of me." I hate when people ask stupid questions. Next time I'm gonna say I'm wearing a wig. They'll believe it. In my last hour we had to wait 5 minutes after the bell rang for the freshman. It's always the gits. When they finally released us I stood up and my leg was hurting and I could barely walk. So I turned around and told my friend Jose pick me up my leg hurts and he like okay and runs over. Of course I wasn't gonna let him carry down the stairs. What if he dropped me? So when we got down the stairs I tried to get on his back but his book bag was in the way. So I beard the pain to my bus. We had a substitute bus driver and a different bus and it smelled sooo bad. I can't even describe it. Later on I hung out with my grandma and went to the wig store with
her. When we got back to her house I remembered that my mom told me to try on one of her black
wigs cause I was considering dying my hair black. I wore the rest of the time while I was at her house and all the way home. When I got out of the car my mom looked at me and started laughing a nd slammed the door. She said I looked like elvira. Not a good look. She also said that she thinks I'm too fare to have black hair but then talked herself into it and so I'm going to get a tan and she's dying it during spring break yup yup. Afterwards I went to my friend's house for her birthday dinner and had a lot of fun. We talked and listened to music looked at pics and it was fun. So yea a great way to end a spectacularly crazy week.


Happy crazy week yeaaaaah, laylani101

Updates!!!!

    Holo!! So over my Christmas vacation I retook my driving exam for my permit after failing it the first time and I passed! I was so happy. So my mom made an appointment at the dmv for that friday. When we got there the lady took my information and told me to look into the vision test machine and read the letters all the way across. So when I looked into it I only saw the letters on the left side so they were the only ones I read. The lady told me there was four more letters and I only read eight. So I looked again and read across the same letters. I even looked into a different machine and it was the same. So she let my mom look into it and read the letters and she saw all of them. So instantly she knew something was wrong and took me to the doctor right after we left.
   
   When we got in the waiting room she said try covering your left eye and see if you can see. When I did everything was really blurry and I couldn't see. I mean I couldn't read or anything. It was like there was something circular covering my eye in the middle. Later we saw the doctor and he though it was just a faulty test which was what I thought before I realized there was something wrong. He ran some tests and let me read those letters and of course I couldn't see any of them in my right eye and could see them perfectly with the other. He ended up referring me to a retina specialist I'd seen previously cause he had no idea what it was. We got to the retina specialist's office at 3:30pm which was the time of my appointment............we didn't leave until 6:00pm. The funny thing about this place is that there are A BUNCH of old people there. Like that's all there is.
   
     Well you can infer that there was some weirdness like the old man I was sitting next to was very nosey and when the receptionist opened the little window he almost broke his neck trying to look inside it and when I looked in my purse his eyes were on it like it had bomb in it. Then there was a old lady that kept walking up to the receptionist with a paper from the dmv and she kept trying to give it to her. She did that three times. Each time the lady told her she needs to be seen because she has an appointment and that she has to turn the paper in to the dmv and she says, "What?! What is that?!". I think she was foreign. Finally her little friend told her to stop going up there and wait to be seen because she was going to make her aggravated. And get this that weird lady was 95!
     
     Well back to the point of this. So finally I was seen and they ran a bunch of tests yada yada. The lady was annoying me because she kept trying to get me to read things from this book and those retched letters. I wanted to shake her and tell her look lady I just can't see it! Then, I had to get injected with this dye that turns your pee highlighter yellow and makes you see red literally. The guy started to inject it and somehow blew one of my veins. I could feel the blood run down my arm but in my mind I pretended it was the dye. So he tried again. Blew another one. Two in the same arm. So he tried the other arm and finally he didn't blow my vein. After he finished taking the pictures everything was red. I'd had this dye before but I forgot about that part and it freaked me out at first.
   
      Many minutes later I finally saw the doctor and he looked right at my eye and knew what it was. He said it's a macular scar which is what he said I had when I saw him 2 years ago. He told me that it's leaking and that's why my sight is distorted. He also said it might be able to be corrected with an injection. INJECTION!!!! Exact quote from me: "In my eye?!!!". Yup in my eyeball. He said he could do it then in the office but I was so scared and traumatized by the whole day I chickened out and opted for the milder option of being sedated in a surgery center. So he set it up and on Martin Luther king jr. Day I was getting my eyeball injected. It was actually not as scary as I thought it would be. The people were very nice and it all happened really fast. They hooked me up to all this junk, gave me on of those oxygen stick up your nose things, and a IV. As if I haven't been traumatized by needles enough this month. Let me tell you that IV hurt so bad going in mannn. My arm is still sore from that. When the nurse told me she was giving me and IV I was like "okay but can you put it in my left arm because they blew two of my veins in the other". She said okay and when she started to put it in she says, "oh you have a bruise in this arm too". I told her, "yeah I have a matching set". one of the nurses kept giving me eye drops to dilate my pupil. She put a lot though.
   
      Later, the doctor came in who's name is Dr.Katz and asked me how I was doing. The anesthesiologist turned up my oxygen and started started to inject the anesthesia and she told me that it may sting. I saw the doctor with the needle and yeah that's it cause I feel asleep lol. I woke up and it felt like I was asleep for hours. As soon as it was over I checked to see if my eye was fixed. I covered my eye and I asked if it was supposed to be better already because everything looked normal as in no more little circle. I looked at my mom and asked her is "Dr. Kitty Kat gone?" lol.  She laughed and said yeah. I asked her how long I was asleep and she told me for only a minute. Felt way longer though. After that they gave me peanut butter cookies and orange juice. Yum! When I finished they unhooked me from everything and I was off. The rest of the day was horrible and I'm not even gonna sugar coat it one bit. My eye started hurting really bad and I could barley open it so I just kept my eyes closed....the whole car ride....which was like 2 hours....even when I ate. My pupils were super dilated to the point where they were they were the size of my iris. Weird.... So they were very sensitive to any light. I took some extra strength tylenol they gave me from the surgery center and that made it better. But the shot made my eye EXTREMELY watery nonstop. It was like someone poked me in the eye really bad. Needless to say I was very miserable and laid down the rest of the day.
   
     So as of today which is three days after the procedure my eyesight seems to be better in this eye but the spot is still there. It's not a huge difference but I believe it's better. I still probably won't be able to identify any letters because I can't with just that eye now but, time will tell. I have a follow up in February and I guess I'll be tortured again. But no matter what happens I'm going to be fine. I can still see 20/20 with both eyes and I just have to make sure I take care of my good eye which still sees perfectly. It's crazy how I can have this thing and you can meet me and never know I have it. But I see this as a test of my strengths. I didn't cry or freak out when I found out somethings wrong and I won't cry or freak out if it can't be fixed. I thank God for allowing me to find out about my condition because had I never went to get my permit I wouldn't have know until it got much worse. You like everyone else is probably wondering you never noticed? No. I don't walk around covering one eye and how often does anyone. It never changed my vision with both eyes so no I never noticed it. Bottom line I just see it as another bump in the rode as my mom's boss told me and I'm determined to get over it. Thank you for reading this uber long post lol.


                                                                        Love ya Hunnybees, Laylani101    


                                                                              

Why is everything so difficult and aggravating??

  Okay so youtube has been particularly annoying and difficult lately. They keep copyrighting the music in my videos so I have to find royalty free music for them now so they'll get off my back. They disabled like five of my videos from monetization so I got mad after the last e-mails they sent me and changed all the music in imovie. Now I just have to upload a bunch of them. That sucks. I've already started and I hate this cause some had pretty decent views and I have to basically start all over. I thought I was smart to. In my mind I thought "hey I'll just use the instrumentals of the songs and they'll never know". Riiiiight. Now I know that's not true cause youtube is still sending me annoying e-mails talking about disabling my videos from monetization. My dog is even going through difficulties. He got surgery and now he has to wear one of those cones on his head. He's extremely miserable. Even worse he has to keep it on for 12 days! I thought it would be funny at first but I feel very bad for him now. Well on the bright side I'm getting my permit tomorrow so I'm off to figure out what I'm wearing. Also there is a new video coming approximately tomorrow so keep your eyes wide open. 

Like this lol

                                     
  Bye Bye Hunnybees from your heavenly flower, Laylani101
                                                                                     

Lately in school....

So everyday at lunch there's a bunch of birds. It's freaking me out man! Usually I wouldn't even pay attention to them but ever since my friends got pooped on I've been afraid I'm next cause the weirdest stuff happens to me. Luckily it's Christmas break so I can eat my lunch peacefully for a while. One day there was seagulls.... Why is there seagulls in a school courtyard? Then fools try to feed them and they start flapping all around and all I can think of is poop landing on me or them pecking my eyes out like that movie The Birds. If it's not birds then it's the bees flying all around. Yeah bees not flies like there would usually be around food. If I wasn't so terrified I'd take pictures of all this. Now that I think about it there's a lot of birds all over the school. They're taking over! Anyways so the seagulls ended up flying over this table filled with a bunch of boys and you guessed it..PLOP! Right in the middle of the table. Then the boys promptly moved from the table and under the tree. It's hilarious now to think of it but at the time...no wait it was funny then too. This bird fear was previously instilled in me. Once my friend came over and we were walking my dog down the street. Then we hear this sound like ,"eeyaw"..... "eeyaw", and the tree rustling. Then a branch falls down and we hear the ,"eeyaw",sound again like three times. So we grabbed the dog and hauled buggy back to my house. How disturbing lol. I figure the bird to have been huge to knock down such a big branch. Needless to say we didn't go back down the street.......or did we? I can't remember but if we did I'm sure we ran back terrified. So now that I've disturbed you with my freaky bird stories and have gotten completely off topic I'm going to go bed.

Nightie night and Merry Christmas hunnybees, Laylani101