Note: I’m sorry for being late like REALLY REALLY SORRY!

Moving on. I realized a few days ago that I don’t like this name. No, I don’t. But I’m not going to completely forget it. It’s just going to be tweaked a little bit.

So, from Shape Of A Cloud, welcome . . . *drumroll please* The Cloudicorn Fam!

Yay, I like it. Do you see how they connect? They do connect. Shape of a CLOUD and the CLOUDicorn Fam? Do you see it? I see it. So there are some new things now.

Do you want to join the fam? There are two types:

Cloud: you have liked/commented on a post.

Exclusive Cloudicorn – you are a cloud who additionally followed the fam.

So now that that’s out of the way, I realized that I can’t add another domain name without having to upgrade, bla bla bla. Anyway but I really like this new name so I’m not keeping SOAC but I am moving onto another new blog called the Cloudicorn Fam. (

So if you are still interested in my, ah, interesting rants about earbuds and hair conditioner and what’s better: swimming or biking, and all that stuff, then come join the fam, because I’m not stopping here!

Hope to see you there!


Hot Potato

Hot Potato is like a minute thought type of thingy.

My armpit is the ONE POKING-PLACE you are NOT allowed to POKE! I THOUGHT I made myself CLEAR!

SPOILER ALERT: La La Land Opinions

SPOILERS ALERT: If you haven’t watched it then don’t read this. But I’ll be posting another post for you poor people. WATCH IT SERIOUSLY!

Now I LOVE the movie La La Land. I like kind of memorized all the songs. Kind of maybe might of.

And I have some spec-oo-lay-shi-owns. Oh-pin-nee-oowns.

First of all, that ending. It was a plot twist but I think that makes it unique. That the girl didn’t end up with the boy. I think that is a unique and interestingly uncommon ending that almost never happens in romance movies.

Sure, maybe I’d have liked it if they got together but I think that’s an interesting plot twist.

Secondly, these songs and these synchronized dancing? SLAY ME.

Also, recently I’ve been using L’oreal (is that how you spell it?) shampoo, and girl, my hair is looking NICE. 😉


Because It’s Pubic, Not Public, Right?

So recently I went to a debate tournament with my partner. We were doing the Public Forum event, and won low-key undefeated but you know, normal stuff.

Because this was a small tournament, we got a certificate with a gold star meaning undefeated. Wow. How grand. But anyway, that’s not the point. If I remember what the point was, that is. . .

Anyway, when your brain thinks something will be there, it automatically fills it in. The tournament was three days ago, and today my dad noticed something. It said, “Pubic Forum Event”

Pubic Forum Event.

Pubic Forum Event.

Because it’s totally pubic and not public, right?

My Crazy Dream Involved . . . Green Tea?

Now, wait a second. Just to be clear, I don’t like tea. I don’t drink tea. So why did I dream about tea? TBH, I don’t know. But my dream was pretty crazy – even if I don’t remember all of it.

I remember I had to drink green tea or something, and another scene where there were these three teas that I had to choose which I liked better. Apparently they poured it over some rice thingy?

I remember the first tea was black, and the rice thingy turned black. Then the other woman poured a clearish yellowish one OVER the black one and the free rice thingy. And I remember thinking to myself – what a wonderful woorld . . . no JK, but I remember thinking: “OH NO! Now I won’t taste pure black! Now I’ll taste this other tea!”

In the moment, it seemed like the biggest crisis of my life. Looking back, I realize, maybe not so much. But that was weird.

Like, why tea? I don’t even like tea! I think the rice thingy was brown rice. Maybe that’s a sign – brown rice doesn’t go well with tea.

So, the moral of my dream is: Brown rice doesn’t go well with tea.

Maybe I should be a dream interpreter.

Blogitorial – EARBUDS EXPOSED (Plot Twist)

So, you’re going to read this and you’re going to be like, “girl, did you not already know this?”

And I’m gonna be like nodding, “mm-hmm.”

So here’s the new Blogitorial – EARBUDS EXPOSED


Did you know that earbuds aren’t supposed to go in your actual ear hole?

I KNOW! ME TOO! Earbuds would always fall out of my ears and I would be like:

First of all, ow, this is hurting my ears. Well no duh, I’m trying to shove them in my earhole! *is there a scientific word for that? Probably. I’m too lazy to search it up . . . oh, that’s what it is, external auditory meatus. (Wait . . . meatus?)*

So I’d always trying to shove it into my external auditory meatus. And OW, that hurt. Plus, it would always fall out. So I thought my ears were just too small.


Until, today, my mom showed me the right way. Not on purpose. Turns out, it’s supposed to go in your cartilage part! OH MY GOD! It’s supposed to fit in that little cave of cartilage next to your external auditory meatus! O.M.G.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll go sit in a corner and cry because my whole 13 years of life have been wasted using big, bulky, headphones.


Although one part of me is smiling – my external auditory meatus. 😉