Otay! So...Steph is here helping me write my post. Anything in Italics is something that Steph is saying :D Steph is spending the night tonight...which rocks my fuiken socks off. Fuiken is not a bad word. Just sayin.. It's pronounced like, "Fweeking", except it's spelled "fuiking". We came up with it during Spanish class when we were talking about the past tense forms of the verb "ir". Spanish class creates all kinds of inside jokes. It pretty shrewtastic. And....it tickles my peach.
So, I was pretty bored this morning, and was pretty sure I was going to be bored all day, and then Bekah was online on Facebook. Then we started talking about how fuiking bored we both were and decided to have a sleepover at her house. It's been quite fun so far! We went for a walk on a trail by my house and found a dead fish.....a legit dead fish in the middle of the trail. There is a picture of this fish on my Facebook page if you wish to see it. It is really quite hilarious. If you wish to see a fish... hey that rhymed.....
We didn't really do a whole lot today except talk (because we're girls and that's what we do) and watch movies. But, you know what? It's been kind of nice. Spending the day with Steph is pretty darn amazing. She makes me realize that life is FANTASTIC and I love her so so so so so fuiken super much. Haha, I really don't understand how I do all that, but I'm glad that's how you feel about it! Life is fantastic, and even when it sucks, it's nice to have good friends to talk about it with. Friends are so nice to have! And Steph happens to be a phenomenal friend! Apparently my hamster drinks like a camel. It is very true. And it eats like a horse. No kidding. Why in the world do you have a hamster? They don't do anything except sit right next to the water thing and just drink and drink and drink...and then box my finger off every time I try to touch it. Your hamster is a furry, sexy man beast. Er, I mean rodent-beast...?I don't know. Do you have anything you'd like to add to that? He also......nibbles fingers and looks cute...? Ummmm...Well I love my hamster.. And his name rocks my world. Hammy Watermelon. Legit, yes? And he is adorable when he boxes fingers off! And when he nibbles on his cage in an unsuccessful attempt to escape into the human world. I am wearing your jammies. You are indeed. Do you find these jammies comfy? I like turtles. Named Murtle? No, Norman. I am in love with your cat. We are going to go to Vegas and get married in a drive-through chapel. Do you have a problem with that? My cat is taken.....by the mice in the garage. Goodness dancers my dear, you cannot marry my cat in Vegas. Go to Hawaii instead! I can't afford to go to Hawaii. Unless you want to buy him and I some water-wings and we can pattle our little hearts out and kick sharks in the face with our sneakers. That doesn't sound like that much fun to me. What if God sends a storm and a whale and we never reach it? What if he sends us to Ninevah?? Well then you simply can't marry my cat. Besides, Nathan already called him to make a hat out of his fur.... My hamster just bit your finger.... because you trash talked him just now in this blog post. Your hamster and I have some issues we need to work out. Maybe you should send us to counseling for rodents and humans. Maybe we could roll around in a hamster ball together and work all the kinks out and finally be best friends. Doesn't that sound lovely? As long as you enjoy the feeling of hamster claws in your side, go for it. I will call the ambulance to come in the event that he beats you into a polyp. Which will happen. Your hamster's so BA. I think someone should put him on WWE wrestling for tiny creatures. Maybe then he could make you some money and then you could be rich like Oprah and go buy yourself a jacuzzi. You like jacuzzis. Hmmmmm jacuzzis are quite nice. However, I do not wish to be rich like Oprah because...well...she kinda sucks. Like a hagfish. Or a lamprey. If you were a lamprey, your face would suck. That's a little nasty, don't you think? You're more lamprey-like then I dear child. Because I suck so much... You do. But, I love you anyway. I am a bit hungry. I am too. Let's go find a kangaroo to eat in your backyard and barbecue it on your dad's engine in his car. MMM sounds delicious. Yep. Vamanos. Goodbye!
Celtic Thunder - the GREATEST singers in this whole entire world! <3
Monday, November 22, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
My incredible friends and their awesome quirks
Ok, I have incredible friends. I walked into school this morning and saw Rachel. She immediately jumped up, hugged me, and gave me a cookie. No joke. She really did. I love this kid. Then I saw Spencer. He walked up to me with a giant smile and greeted me in that happy tone of his. Then we all went to study hall and saw Emma with her cute little bow in her hair. Then in comes Mark and Tisha with their monsters and whatever other energy drinks and of course Tisha offered to share. It was rejected by most people...I love my friends so, so much.
In computer class, Stephen and I have been working on a project that he entitled "Picnic while they eat". It is about a pool in his backyard where there is strawberry strudel for you to eat before you throw yourself into this pool, which is full of sharks, and let them eat you for the low price of 50,000 dollars..... The idea was his...clever..? We finished this project today and all of the boys loved it. The girls, on the other hand, found it far too gruesome. I can't say that I disagreed with them. It was quite disturbing.
At lunch, I was once again greeted by Spencer's big, happy smile. It totally made my day, because the previous three hours had been pretty lame. His giant smile was the perfect thing for a day like today. I don't think he will ever know exactly how much his smiled helped me today. While we were eating, Mrs. Atherton showed us a video for Operation Christmas Child. It talked about all of the kids in different countries who get nothing on Christmas, or any other day. It really opened up my eyes to see that I'm really, really lucky to have what I have, when there are people all over this world who genuinely have nothing. It totally motivated me to get out there and help all of those people.
After school, Steph, Rachel, Josh, and I went to the coffee shop. It was snowing and it was freezing, so the coffee shop was extra cozy. We sat at a table in the back of the shop and talked (probably a little too loudly). Being the awesome girls we are, Steph, Rachel and I did everything we could to annoy Josh without annoying him. (Yes, this is, in fact, possible to do!) Rachel and Josh sucked sugar through a straw, right out of the package. Steph and I stared at them blankly, with slightly twitching eyes. What else can you do when you are watching two people suck sugar through a straw? They looked a bit high afterward. Hmm.... Then this guy that we had never seen before, ever, randomly started talking to us. He was so funny. He told us about his 700 contacts in his phone and how he has a special name for every single one of them. This guy was legit. So cool. After a bit, my dad came to pick me up in his car that smells like cough syrup..yum..=P
I got home and drew Pawl. My friend, Trenton (AKA: Mr. Fairy man), said that he would keep it by him all night long. I cannot imagine that it would be comfortable to sleep with a piece of paper all night. You may wake up with paper cuts all over. This would not be happy. It would also make Pawl sad, which means I would have to draw a sad Pawl. Drawing sad Pawls is not a happy thing. So, let us do everyone a favor and not sleep with pieces of paper with drawings of Pawl on them.
:) <3 :) <3
In computer class, Stephen and I have been working on a project that he entitled "Picnic while they eat". It is about a pool in his backyard where there is strawberry strudel for you to eat before you throw yourself into this pool, which is full of sharks, and let them eat you for the low price of 50,000 dollars..... The idea was his...clever..? We finished this project today and all of the boys loved it. The girls, on the other hand, found it far too gruesome. I can't say that I disagreed with them. It was quite disturbing.
At lunch, I was once again greeted by Spencer's big, happy smile. It totally made my day, because the previous three hours had been pretty lame. His giant smile was the perfect thing for a day like today. I don't think he will ever know exactly how much his smiled helped me today. While we were eating, Mrs. Atherton showed us a video for Operation Christmas Child. It talked about all of the kids in different countries who get nothing on Christmas, or any other day. It really opened up my eyes to see that I'm really, really lucky to have what I have, when there are people all over this world who genuinely have nothing. It totally motivated me to get out there and help all of those people.
After school, Steph, Rachel, Josh, and I went to the coffee shop. It was snowing and it was freezing, so the coffee shop was extra cozy. We sat at a table in the back of the shop and talked (probably a little too loudly). Being the awesome girls we are, Steph, Rachel and I did everything we could to annoy Josh without annoying him. (Yes, this is, in fact, possible to do!) Rachel and Josh sucked sugar through a straw, right out of the package. Steph and I stared at them blankly, with slightly twitching eyes. What else can you do when you are watching two people suck sugar through a straw? They looked a bit high afterward. Hmm.... Then this guy that we had never seen before, ever, randomly started talking to us. He was so funny. He told us about his 700 contacts in his phone and how he has a special name for every single one of them. This guy was legit. So cool. After a bit, my dad came to pick me up in his car that smells like cough syrup..yum..=P
I got home and drew Pawl. My friend, Trenton (AKA: Mr. Fairy man), said that he would keep it by him all night long. I cannot imagine that it would be comfortable to sleep with a piece of paper all night. You may wake up with paper cuts all over. This would not be happy. It would also make Pawl sad, which means I would have to draw a sad Pawl. Drawing sad Pawls is not a happy thing. So, let us do everyone a favor and not sleep with pieces of paper with drawings of Pawl on them.
:) <3 :) <3
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