World Cup Soccer

I know I've been on way too much today and this summer and that I should be on both the Xbox (I've been on Gamecube, but I'm usually on Xbox and now I've forsaken "Harvest Moon" for "Lego Star Wars"; in three days, I have reached the 3rd movie and am almost done with the game. 4 MORE SUPERKITS!) and the computer starting tomorrow, but that is tomorrow, and I want to post one more thing and play a little bit more "Bueno Rufus".
I was so bored I created colonies of Playmobil people while listening to "Princess in Love" on CD (the CDs were all scratched up, tho, so I had to clean them with toothpaste. Trust me, it works. But now my hands are REALLY minty and Oggy was like, "Yum," and was like making out with them.). There's a herd of horses consisting of two greys, a mare and foal, a Shetland pony, and a unicorn. And they're led by *drumroll* a black Arabian stallion. Well, duh, of course it's a stallion. But so is the unicorn, so I don't know where we'll go from here. But it's fun just to look at them all congregated. I mean, there's a family with an ice cream man dad who sells ice cream that looks like horse poop (seriously, if you subsitute the horse poop from the ranch for the chocolate ice cream, no one would know the difference.), two kids, and a Scottish grandpa who SWING DANCES. And then there's a family with a pediatrician mom, jester dad, three kids (one who plays ice hockey), a baby, and a dachsund. *sigh* I'm sad. But I swear, the jester was not my idea, I didn't have any available males left save a firefighter, but he's a KEYCHAIN. Would you really want to be married to a guy with a metal chain sticking out of his head.
Miley likes Oliver. So I won't marry him. And I'm not really sad about it. She might sound/sing like a man, lisp, have an ugly wig, and say milkshake and please weird, but...actually, I don't know what I can say about her that's good. Poor Oliver. Still, if it makes you happy...




*sniff*

Hannah Montana must die

I am in a bad mood. I have even fallen back on the "I wish I was a boy" mentality. It's true. Less mood swings, no babies, and they can find stuff to wear without having to go, "Well, it's a little low..." Seriously. Jeans for girls: Low-rise bad. Jeans for guys: Low-rise, baggy, down to your knees is fine, even accepted. What's wrong with this picture?
Hannah Montana has the most annoying voice I've ever heard. I was playing "Jackson's Beach Treat Delivery" for like 2 hours and having to hear Miley say, "Fudge sundae, pleaaaase," really makes you want to KILL HER. And then Oliver's all, "Fudge sundae, please," and it's like, "Yes, of course, anything for you." I would marry him. The guy has great wit, can recite Shakespeare, and apparently runs a sound system? Wow. And it doesn't matter that he is a little short. Okay really short.
I would like some pizza.
Ew, if I have to hear "Best of Both Worlds" ever again, I shall die.

Bracelets are not an endangered species

It's true. Unlike Bengal Tigers, bangle bracelets are really quite safe. Especially in Africa and Thailand/Taiwan/some Asian country/I think Thailand.
I am pre-med. Not.
So here's how I like lasagna: Not at all. Cuz my mom made me make dinner tonight and she'd picked lasagna cuz I'd said that would be an interesting thing to make. Okay interesting and fun are not the same thing. Seriously, the kitchen was like 400 degrees and I was dehydrated and we didn't have mozzerella or meat and I didn't want spinach, and then the pasta got stuck on the bottom and I burned my hand, so basically, it was not a fun experience. Marie and William helped, tho. And tho I opted for chicken at dinner, my grandparents said the lasagna was really good. I'm sure they liked it, but ricotta is nasty. I'd rather eat dirt.
My goodness. My favorite games on disney channel.com are pretty much the Jackson beach one, Bueno Rufus, and Pizza Party Pickup. And I played all three of them for like 3.5 (maybe 4 hours) today. And I'm going to play the beach one after this post.
The Star Wars books were disappointing. One was actually a comic book, so I'm hoping to find novel form. And the second one, the author was like on drugs and the first 5 chapters were about SHMI and I was like, "Um, this is not how the movie starts." And Anakin had WAY x-rated fantasies about Padme. But I'm going to read it again.
I want to make a Star Wars movie. The rubber clothed ones will serve as most of the characters, I don't have any battle droids, William has like one, I could borrow it, and I have Yoda and Mace dolls. YES. We're good.
I've finally got snare rolls down!!!!! YAAAAAY!!

Chocolate clake and incomplete dominance

How to get half a Betty Crocker chocolate cake.
1. Mix up the chocolate cake.
2. Put it into 2 8 inch pans.
3. Bake it.
4. Frost it when cool.
5. Add sprinkles.
6. Tell parents not to eat any, not even to entertain brother's friend, because it's for your AUNT.
7. Go to Bible study for approximately 3 hours.
8. Come home and find your parents have already eaten two pieces.
9. Figure it's all right if you have some.
10. Which then invites everyone else to have some.
11. Wake up at 8:30 and do morning routine.
12. Have lunch at 12 adn discover HALF THE CAKE IS FLIPPING GONE.
Thus, you have a half a chocolate cake.
Aaaaaaaagh. If only people listened to me.
But Marie IS here and I'm excited. That means we'll get to watch like a movie every night and have caffiene. Actually, I do that already. But I do enjoy her company. Cuz I only see her once a year. Bowchikabowwow. And they're twins. Wowwow.
But something is wrong with people. Or there's something wrong with my hair. Because it's really curly. Not fro curly. But curly. Correction: it should be wavy. Because my mom has straight hair and my dad has curly hair, and if my dad gave a curly gene (C) and my mom gave a straight gene (c) incomplete dominance would occur and I should have wavy hair.
*sigh*
How depressing.
I think I'll go visit Zack and Cody.
http://www.disney.go.com/disneychannel/index.html
This site RULES.

*Jurassic Park theme*

Which is what William is watching right now. *sniff* So beautiful... Except for that blonde chick. I HATE HER!!!! Gee, you're hiding underneath a sheet of glass with your little brother? Oh, that's too bad, maybe you shouldn't have been SHINING THAT STUPID FLASHLIGHT AND SCREAMING, BLONDIE!!!!!!!! DIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
On a happier note...
Wait.
Before we get happy, there's something I have to say.
NAMI IS EVIL SHE MUST DIE AAAAAAH! Okay. We're good. BUT SERIOUSLY, I've only been giving her fossils every day for a month and she still has a GREEN HEART. Which is BAD.
Oh my goodness, I pretty much love the Disney Channel. "SUITE LIFE OF ZACK AND CODY" RULES! Except I'm Maddie's evil twin. Not good. Uh oh. Doesn't work on my cpu cuz I don't have the latest flash? We'll see about that...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M SO EXCITED cuz I have the whole Star Wars (episodes I-III)...IN BOOK FORM!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Yeah!
Uh oh, where's my Disney Channel.com? Oh well. I have to frost a cake. BUT I WANNA PLAY PIZZA PARTY PICKUP! Boo.

007

So yeah. I'm pretty much going to grow up to be a secret agent. Because I got to practice destroying evidence and stuff today at Red Robin. But then these ladies were all, "You just hit my car, hold up, don't drive away. Were you just going to drive away after hitting my car? Uh-uh, I don't think so. Leave a note next time." Excuse me? LEAVE A NOTE NEXT TIME? What the heck, is that supposed to be a GOOD comeback? "Oh yeah, sorry, I hit your car, here's my credit card. -Duck" Btw, smoker, we didn't hit your car. There wasn't even a MARK on it ad maybe if you hadn't parked outside the lines, we wouldn't have had trouble pulling out.
Ew, there are flies in here. And I keep getting BUG BITES. And there's nothing on TV but "Ed, Edd, and Eddy" and WIlliam's like PARTY ON. Not.
Erg, I forgot to bring my Gamecube. Well, I didn't forget, but I thought William was bringing his Playstation, so I was like, "Sure, I'll play CTR." GAAAAAAAH.

Update

So, Harvest Moon:
Nami doesn't like me. And I keep following her around town, but she's going to bed EARLIER AND EARLIER. It's like...WHY? I'm saving up for a new cow and a new bull. Which will leave me almost bankrupt. Ouch. Lalalalala....
Am going to try to get Daryl to give me a SEEDMAKER. Except where do you get the FRUIT TREE SEEDS? Cuz, uh, VESTA DOESN'T SELL THOSE, GENIUS! And I need some chickens and a sheep or two. But then what will I do with all my calves, if I have too many sheep AND a horse? Will I have to sell someone, or will Takakura make a bigger barn. Yay, big barn. I'm trying to train JoeBob, too, but he refuses to be trained. Hold and press Y, hold and press Y, and he's all, "PUT ME DOWN!" Dumb dog.
There's not much choice of girls in Harvest Moon. If you don't propose by the end of the year, you have to marry Celia or the game is over. Laaaaaame. And William's almost done with his first year (finally) so he's going to marry Muffy. I want a cat. And a horse. Booo...

Time for a pop quiz!

Ooooh, a questionnaireish thing! This should be fun.

Name: Lauren (Duck, whatever)
Age: classified, as I'm a secret agent and might have to kill you
Favorite floss flavor: Ah, smashing alliteration. Topping swank. Um, right now, that mint berry blast or whatever is pretty awesome.
Favorite brand of gum: Orbit...or Trident...mostly Orbit...or that Sanrio stuff that I get at...Uajimaya AH I'M NOT JAPANESE I CAN'T SPELL AAAAAAAAH!
Favorite flavor of gum: peppermint, grape, lemonade, BANANA, uh peach maybe?
Xbox, Gamecube, Playstation, or Nintendo?: Gamecube is my baby. Only mine is the sterling silver kind. It's not as purple as the others...
Favorite movie: "The Lion King"
Least favorite movie: "EXTREME DAYS"!
Favorite actor: James Earl Jones, Denzel Washington, WILL HARRIS, etc.
Least favorite actor: Tom Cruise, Val Kilmer, etc.
Favorite singer/band: Oh man....uh Relient K or Stellar Kart. And Falling Up. Stuffs like that.
Least favorite band: Sixpence None the Richer or most anything hip hop
Favorite song: Formerly "Dance, Dance" by Fall Out Boy
Least favorite song: Anything Hilary Duff or pop girl singerish
Favorite sport: BASKETBALL
Least favorite sport: Volleyball...or baseball. But most likely volleyball.
High tops or low tops?: High tops rule.
PC or Mac?: PC
Queen Amidala or Princess Leia?: Amidala...
Tobymac or Mac10?: 10 BIG MACS. Wait...I don't even like Big Macs...10 ORDERS OF FRIES!
Harvest Moon: A wonderful life or Another wonderful life?: I've only ever played the first one...
Punk or emo?: Ironically enough, most of the time punk = major key, emo = minor key. I'll go punk.
Color of rubber spike bracelet: ...black?
Dogs or cats?: Dogs, hello.
Coke or Pepsi?: Coke, or preferrably Mountain Dew.

Phone hog...

AAAAAAAH I was TRYING to blog yesterday when both my mom and Nathan are like, "Um, I'm/he's waiting for Blake to call." So I had to get off MID-POST. GAAAAAAAH!
http://www.ihavealameurlcuzeverthingelsewastaken.blogspot.com/ AAAAAH WILLIAM GOT A BLOG!!!! It's kinda lame and random but his profile's funny, and it'll get better.
Yeah, that's basically it.
OH YES.
I restarted my old Harvest Moon game. I am now Dax at Dairy Farm with my faithful cow HolyCow and annoying dog JoeBob. And I'm trying to get Nami with my awesome possum fossils, but I CAN NEVER GET INTO HER STUPID ROOM. Gyaaaaah.

Things I might have failed to mention:

1. I made advanced band. Both a good and bad thing. I mean, it looks good on transcripts. And you get better music and get to miss school a lot. Hehehe. But we're having a new teacher and I have to wear white pants. Ew. I'd much rather wear jeans. Or leather. I think I would like a pair of leather pants. But not purple ones.
2. I have to have a band-aid on my foot for like up to 12 weeks, but when taking off the last one I almost ripped a chunk out of my foot. oUcH.
3. My whole family is watching "Willow". Amazing.
4. Anna has cool hair.
5. Matt and Anita are cool.
6. Brandon and Jordan were trying to get me to dunk. Yeah, I'm going to dunk...especially since I'm a 5'7" white girl in MICKEY MOUSE PANTS who can't jump a foot off the ground and is probably going to play some position in basketball that doesn't involve much dunking. Unless Johnson is like, "DUNK IT, FOOL!" But I doubt he would...or would he?
7. Aaaaaah I have a very fantastic Sim family called the Cult family, there's Melman (Bill Gates wannabe), Death Lord Bob (cult master), Xena ex-Warrior Princess (nuff said), Madonna (again, nuff said), and Troy (doesn't wanna be goth, is possibly an artist?). I'm making their photo album this story it's pretty awesome. Like it starts with cult meetings, then Madonna and Troy got married by the tree by their house, then Melman and Death Lord Bob are fighting over Xena, but she likes Melman, or does she? And Melman wins in a fight between him and DLB. Aaaaah I have to go. Literally. So I'll be back.

Sparkle: it's a Diet Coke thing

So yeah. Um, anyways.
Ah, I'm wearing all black today. Well, not all black...let's not go into that. ANYWAY. I'm wearing all black and my mom was like, "Are you going to wear a hat? Are you trying to go goth?" Well, if I DID want to go goth, I wouldn't be wearing black capris that sort of resembled Mickey Mouse pants. More like the floor length pants that 5 people could fit inside. And a jacket with really long sleeves. And I wouldn't wear my awesome not-cat hat. It speaks more I'm-weird-and-possibly-jazzy-New-Orleans-(pronounced-ORLINS-not-ORLEENS) than black-rules-and-people-assume-I'm-Wiccan-but-I-just-like-black-and-System-of-Down. Do perfect fit tees count?
Barbecue today. I'm pumped. Psyched. Excited. Supposed to clean out the rabbit cage. :( And my legs are all bad and dumb. I look like a paleskin with chicken pox. PALESKINS! *is about to lift shirt, then remembers she's not male* *phew*
Lunch time. I'd rather have some chips. But Mom is at the commisary. And someone is sweeping outside. Hello? Sweeping? Who be it?
Lalalala I have to practice "I Want to Know You (In the Secret)", but I'm counting it in 4/4, not cut time cuz cut time is HARD when you do it fast, 4 is WAY easier.
Expansion pack: very tempting.
Lack of money: very depressing.
Legs: very pale and not pale.
Converse: very flat combat-boot like. But I decided not to wear those with Mickey Mouse capris.
Hair: very brown. very black when wet.
Aspiration: very much to dye hair black, write a novel, get a Sims expansion pack, and go to the BBQ and not be an OUTCAST like I already am. :(

You see, there are different kinds of love-

We watched "The Village" last night. What. A. Disappointment. M. Night Shyamalamalama, you've done it again. You've made another really, REALLY pointless movie (come on, "Unbreakable"?). Sure, it started out really good. Kinda weird, but good. And really scary. Even tho Nathan kept saying stuff like, "Hehehe, this is a scary part." so that we'd chase him upstairs, then yell for him to come back down when it was really scary. But the ending was complex, but kind of random. You have all this wonderful build up, then the characters go, "Oh, sorry, the creatures aren't real, and we're actually a group of mournful modern day freaks who created a utopian society because all of our spouses/relatives were killed and we'd rather live in the 1800's then the 2000's." And I'd actually liked Noah. Until he started KILLING PEOPLE. Then it's like, "Um, sorry, don't like you anymore." But then my dad started imitating him and we were like, ":O" and then everyone told me to stop making fun of Lucius Hunt/Joaquin Pheonix because he had a cleft lip. Oh, sorry. MY BAD.
I just found some helpful Sim cheats. Yay! Hmm, the magic garbage can trick...I could use this...
Lalalala someone ate all the Twinkies.
AAAAAAH Nathan and I started "Willow" last night. I forgot how much I love that movie. *sniff* But I'd forgotten like EVERY LINE and all the character's names (except Madmartigan/pedophile man and Sorsha and Willow). I'm going to finish it in like half an hour. I need to finish Sky High, too, cuz I'd brought it to the beach house to show my grandparents, but we only watched half an hour and I haven't seen it for like 3 months? Probably less than that. Whatever.

"I did it all for you!"

So my mom took us to a celebratory no more school/1st day of summer lunch and took us to the world's best diner. But she wouldn't let us order burgers. So I got a milkshake. A coconut one. They serve the excess in a lump. It's cool.
Then we went to the beach house and played with Barkley and his squeaky sheeps. But then he got tired and Armond was like, "You can play with him some other time, but thanks, cuz we don't always like playing with him." (Barkley is a dog) And my grandma went crazy and bought us a lot of dessert. And I was like, "Yum." But I ate too much. And then I read the best Nancy Drew EVER. Seriously, it was about training guide dogs and STALKERS. "I love you, Marisa. I thought you loved me, too." "Why are you holding a gun to my head?" "JUST TELL ME WHERE THE MONEY IS?" "Why are you doing this to me?" "I did it all for you." And this is after he's put glass in her food and written her a threatening message on her blind person's cpu. But now my grandma thinks I'm sick. As in the mind. Sorry.
Is it weird that I like it when Hot Pockets aren't all the way cooked? And are still hot, but not all the way melted so the cheese is in lumps and it's nice and white? Oh, my bad.
Aaaaah in the car ride home last night, we kept saying random things that were really funny at 10 at night and then my mom got mad, but didn't say anything, so we laughed harder.
YAAAAAAY I beat episode 1 of Lego Star Wars in 2 HOURS. Wow, that's bad. But I try to get all the superkits the first time. Yeah. Weeeeeeeee...

School's out and my stalker has a girlfriend

SCHOOOOOOOOL'S OUT FOR SUMMER! SCHOOOOOOOL'S OUT FOREVER!
HALLELUJAH!!! I'm so happy!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
They were playing "Celebrate" over the intercom after the VERY LONG awards ceremony. But I swear, there was this one girl who got like 20 awards from every teacher, so she might be a clone...
Yum, tasty Cheetos.
HURRAY MY STALKER HAS A GIRLFRIEND!!!!
Okay. We're good.

"I was wrong...they're hostile."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! IN YO FACE, SARAI! I GOT MY SIMS ABDUCTED BY ALIENS! Actually, it's SIM singular, and I don't know why I included Sarai in that little outburst. But it HAPPENED! Because I'd quite forgotten that if you look in your telescope a lot, you'll get abducted, so I had Ginny Weasley (yes, I've made Harry Potter sims, and Sirius was "drowned" by Bellatrix Lestrange.) look in the telescope cuz she kept wanting to go to the bathroom but Hermione Granger was in there and she's all mad whenever someone is in the bathroom with her, so Ginny was looking at the telescope and then she was just GONE! So Hermione goes upstairs and starts crying and her thought bubble has Ginny in it, and I was like, "What just happened, did she die?" But no, she's been abducted. I don't know when she'll be back. Pity she's not an adult. Alien babies rule.
Enough on aliens.
"I was wrong...they're hostile. *wearing foil cap*"
"I don't want you to die."
"Who said I was going to die? *no answer* Who said I was going to die?"
"*being stared at by Merrill and Dad* What? *tentacle drapes around neck*"
"GET HIM!" "I GOT HIM! I GOT HIM!"
"He had asthma, he didn't breathe it in, he had asthma, he didn't breathe it in."
"Did someone save me?"
I need to read 10 hours by tomorrow. I already have almost 2 down. EEEEEEEEERG READ FASTER, FOOL!
HAHAHAHA Nathan likes Fresh Digress! HAHAHAHA! Well, he only likes one song, and it's my favorite song, too, cuz it's so old school.
Aaaaaaaah...forums with SIM ADDICTS. They're like WAY ADDICTED. But they have some good alien baby cheats... *copies down*

1, 2, Step

So today was the talent show and field day.
Talent show: Lame. Pretty much everybody sang, and they were all not so hot. When "Jesus, Take the Wheel" was performed, I started crying. In agony. But two guys paired up and did this song and they were pretty good, except they messed up and were like, "Uh, let's start at that place." This one kid danced to "Thriller" and then lip-synched "The Final Countdown". But the best part was when everyone started screaming, "PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!" at the top of their lungs when told to get the energy level down.
Field day was okay. There was karaoke (didn't do that), basketball (nope), volleyball (haha yeah right), inflatables (do you know how long it takes me to put on these shoes?), a "dance floor" (it's really hard to dance when there's just asfalt underneath you and 10,000,000 people surrounding you dancing the 1, 2, step. So I just walked around with a granola bar near the baseball field.
I had a Twinkie. And some Cheetos. SMITHERS!

Now what does an elephant say?

I spent the whole day at some dude's boathouse with my relatives for Father's Day. Lachlan is talking a lot now and was intrigued with the floating dock and noodles. Brooke was being dumb and tired. I think she's part squirrel. Braeden broke her wrist, so she was wearing a sling, but she only has 3 weeks while other people have had at least 6 weeks AND surgery. Wow.
Wow "Nacho Libre" is apparently bad/dumb/weird.
Yeah...that's it.
I've had burgers for 2 days in a row.
YAY!

TIMOTHY PATRICK!

My goodness, I have a lot of e-mail. 4: 1 from Lacee, 1 from Grandma, 2 from Amber... Aaaah she knows I changed my FRUIT! Oh well. None from Emily, aaaah I should e-mail her but I don't have her adress!!!!!!!!!
E-mail loading slowly.
I've been watching like a movie a day: "Hook" two nights ago ("Looky, looky, I got Hooky."), "Zorro" and almost all of "Planet of the Apes" (the old one) last night. (Mom wouldn't let us watch all of it cuz we couldn't get it to work and started it at like 8:35 last night on the cpu, and the movie's like 2 hours long and REALLY BORING.)
Aaaaaaah e-mail still being slow!!
Brb. Back.
Today was the rummage sale, but Dad was supposed to pick me up from home at like 9:00 and take me there, but he didn't come till like 10. Emily and I manned the bake sale, talked about my helping with games for VBS (then Lori was like, "I know who you want helping."). But then Emily had to go, so I walked with Jocelyn and Jeannie to the gas station and they bought tomato paste. And Jeannie's mom brought McDonald's and Timothy Patrick while we fought over the OSCAR TROPHY! My dad wouldn't buy it for me, tho. He just bought golf clubs and wanted to know if Roger was there so he could show him his new Micheal Savage book.
Dodododododododododododo, dodododododododododododo.
I'm bored. Must play some game. STILL CAN'T FIND LEGACY, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Or put picture in profile. Help, anybody?

Someone needs a nappie change!

I LOVE AUSTRALIAN ACCENTS!
Aaaaah I couldn't blog earlier cuz my online was being dumb and loading slow and I was like, "Shall I put up with this? NO! To The Sims!"
I'm still trying to put an image in my profile. The duck picture I posted was going to be it, but I modified it. However, I still can't change it to HTML without Blogger being all "ILLEGAL CHARACTERS" on me. No, illegal characters would be shady and possibly drug dealers.
Currently uploading an image to look like Daffy.
Oh. My. Gosh. Got my year book today. WHO THE HECK WORKED ON THIS THING, IT'S HORRIBLE! Actually, it's not that bad but for a few minor extremeties:
1. They got my name wrong (It says my last name first, so my name is now _______ Lauren. Grrr.)
2. They got Angel mixed up with someone else and put the name Harry under his picture.
3. They spelled Brianna's name and a few others' names wrong.
4. They left out some of the staff's pictures (They even left out JOHNSON. And Paul looked for his mom's staff picture, but it WASN'T THERE.)
Another crack job, team! Yay!!!
Urg, picture not working-o.
Dad and I went to a Daddy-Daughter banquet at Angel's. I ate meat, gross mushroom pizza, chocolate cake, and ice cream. Then Dad talked about me and it was kind've moving and I was almost crying. Then Amber's dad gave a speech about her and we both started laughing when he mentioned her "enthusiasm". Emily wasn't there. :(
Aaaah now I'm frustrated. The picture's there, but I'm never going to figure this out on my own. So if someone could give me a hint or something, that would be SUPER AWESOME. I thank you.
I made another Stick Harry Potter comic. Wasn't as funny as the first one, tho.
"Someone needs a nappie change." "The frosties don't have any meat in them!" "Frosties?" "Frosted flakes. *shakes head* You don't know what frosties are?" "We can eat Kinder Surprises at the milk bar!"
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...

RUFIO

Lacee sent me this weird thing about fruit. I picked coconut. See if this sounds like me.

COCONUT: The coconut lover is a serious, very thoughtful and contemplative person. Though you enjoy socializing, you are particular about the company you keep. You tend to be stubborn but not necessarily foolhardy. Shrewd, quick-witted and alert, you ensure that you are right on top of any given scenario, especially at work. You need a partner with brains, and while passion is important it certainly isn't very thing for you.

Serious, thought and CONTEMPLATIVE? Stubborn, sure, particular, not really, shrewd, heck no I couldn't convince my mom the half and half was sour and then she DRANK IT. Ew. And I need a brainy boyfriend? That would be cool, but WHY BOTHER? "Omg, my fiancee has the HIGHEST SAT's! That just TURNS ME ON!" Forget the big guns and all that... Even tho I usually don't notice if a guy is (quote) "buff".
I looked through all the fruits and this one is most like me.

APPLE: If apple is your favorite fruit, you are an extravagant (?), impulsive (yes) and outspoken (HECK YES) person, often with a bit of a temper (this thing knows me SO WELL!). While you may not be the best organizer yourself, you make a good team leader and are good at taking things forward (leader yes, forward...maybe?). You can take quick action in most situations (SHOOT SHOOT RUN! AAAH!). You enjoy travel immensely ("Can we go on a plane, can we, can we, can we?). You ooze with charm when you are with your partner (HAHAHA YOU'RE VERY FUNNY! Um, no, NWH barely even TALK, so the most charm I could be oozing would be at his back). You have an enthusiasm for life, unmatched by most (enthusiasm...you mean like, "AAAAAAAAAAAH I'M SO TOTALLY PUMPED!"?)
Aha, Julia Roberts is really...TINKERBELL! Only she has weirdo hair. DUSTIN HOFFMAN HAS A GROSS MUSTACHE. And the Cory guy from "Extreme Days" is Rufio. RUFIO! RUFIO!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah last day of band tomorrow. And PE. Well, we still have classes on Monday, but it's just YEARBOOK SIGNING DAY! And CLEANING ROOMS DAY! Hurray. AND ADVANCED BAND TRYOUTS ARE TOMORROW! DON'T FORGET!

Ocean Avenue

AAAAAAAAAGH I just saw a blog devoted to Lost but it was in ITALIAN. I'd just like to know who got together and stuff.
I'm rereading Harry Potter 6. Some of it strikes me as funny.
Tonks: SEE? SEE, REMUS? WE CAN BE HAPPY LIKE BILL AND FLEUR!
Lupin: I...can't, I'm too old for you.
Tonks: I DON'T CARE I WANT YOU!!!
Lupin: If you insist...I've always loved you, Tonks!!! Even when your hair is...pink...
Tonks: I LOVE YOU LUPIN!!!! *has to be restrained by Harry and Ron*
Today in journals I made a Harry Potter stick figure comic. It was slightly amusing.
Harry: Waah I wanna be a prefect waaaah.
Hermione: Harry, you're whining again.
Harry: No, I'm just paranoid. Hey, there's Malfoy! LET'S SPY ON HIM!
Hermione: But he hasn't done anything.
Harry: BUT I'M THE CHOSEN ONE!
Then it ends with Harry in detention (he called Snape something bad. Actually, I didn't specify in the comic, I just put four dashes, because he's always using bad names and British slang for silly old Severus) screaming, "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME, I'M THE CHOSEN ONE!"
Talking to your friends in Australian accents is really quite fun. And Kyle let me eat his fries. It was flamablamablous. Then Dillon made a drink that looked like bad urine. We proclaimed it kidney juice. It was actually quite tasty, just a little too carbonated.
The librarian made me get a new library card. It's silver and futuristic-ic like. But seriously, I now have two accounts and last time this happened, I couldn't check out books or go online AT ALL with my second card, and it's like, "Uh, I've memorized my number, can't you just make me another card with that number on it?" "No, honey, we're trying to make life difficult for you.
The fact that there's only 4 days left of school brought to mind the Ocean Avenue-like song I made back in December. Only it doesn't apply. And I don't want to make a summer version.
My sims need watching.

Modemmodemmodemmodemmodem

Between nothing interesting happening in life, blogger's "technical difficulties", and my sudden lack of modem (it's back now), I haven't been on in three days. There's nothing really to write. School's almost over and nothing cool happens otherwise. So if I don't blog a lot in the summer, or not at all, please remain calm.
Sims is okay, but "Hot Dates" and "Superstar" are looking very tempting right now... CURSE MY LACK OF POCKET MONEY! Ew that sounded British. I finally had one of my families have a baby and it took like a week to grow up, and even tho she's half hispanic, she's WHITE with BLONDE-RED HAIR. Messed up genetics.j
I made my own family tree. James Earl Jones and Marcia Cross are my parents, Denzel Washington and Oprah are my paternal aunt and uncle, Bruce Willis, Sarah Jessica Parker, and Ewan McGregor are my maternal aunt and uncles, Samuel L. Jackson is my godfather, and Matt Thiessen and Will Harris are my brothers (which is awkward...). But Mrs. Moon didn't believe me and wouldn't let me show the class.
We had a no tardy party today, but it was lame cuz my study hall was like the last class there and all that was left were juice pops and melty ice cream sandwhiches with paper stuck to them. So I made myself a sundae when I got home. Gee, staff, why don't you count how many people were coming to the party, THEN order ice cream?
I really wanna play Sims right now. So I shall.

It's hot in here

Band practice: not fun. It was really hot and I didn't want to take off my jacket, plus I was wearing A SKIRT and FLIP FLOPS, so it was like next to impossible to play the drums. And "Father, Spirit, Jesus" is really hard and it's like the only song I have and Jason has like 26 and Mat was going to let him do mine, too. And then everyone kept freaking out about Matt's singing and I thought he was doing fine. AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
So the recital's in like an hour and 10 minutes. I need to bring my music for "Danny Boy", even tho I'm supposed to have it memorized, so I can run through it. But I kinda don't want to leave so early cuz I want to play Sims. I found an awesome code and I'm gonna use it. Yeah, so that's...it...

I couldn't make a decision like that on an empty stomach

Now that I've reinstalled and figured out how to play the Sims (I knew before...never mind), I'm ashamed to admit I've become a tiny bit addicted. Apparently, when you have a two people of the opposite sex in the same house, the game assumes they're already married. When there are more than 6 people (3 guys, 3 girls), the game assumes certain characters are gay, roomies, or polygamous. Something is wrong with Sims moral issues. So I'm trying to play without tripping over any of this stuff. But thanks to this realization, I know how to get Sims married, even tho I had to delete one of my awesomest families to do it. :( But I keep proposing when they're all in bad moods. Grrrr... But I've heard the move_objects on code gives you instant marriage if you delete their bed or something... No kids so far. Except Billabob Jr. (still a baby) and Cassandra (YOU MUST DIE!). I'm thinking about buying an expansion pack, but I have no money and am saving up for like 20 CDs you can find cheap at Walmart. DEMON HUNTER RULES!!!
I probably have to go in like 20 minutes. But I'll stay on for now and put my shoes on later.
Totino pizza rolls taste gross when you first eat them, but every time after that they are the most delicious things on this planet. I've had about 45 in the past 3 or so days. Yum. But mine were spurting sauce and didn't look so appetizing.
I had apple pie for lunch. I don't even like apple pie. So I ate half and put the rest on the table (it was on a plate, no duh, I'm not THAT stupid).
8 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT!!!!! Actually, according to the principal, there's only 6 days of school left (they don't count the last day or field day). But I have a half day on the last day! EEEEEEE 10:30 RELEASE I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!!
I have "Danny Boy" ("LONDONDERRY AIR"!!) pretty much memorized. There are some chords that are a little iffy, but I can fix them by tomorrow afternoon. I hope. But I'm not wearing a skirt over jeans for the recital anymore. No. I'm just wearing a SKIRT. Ew. *shudders* I'd like some ice cream. Preferrably some of that double fudge brownie I had last night.

One by one the penguins take away my sanity...

If I had a therapist, I would like to sit in the waiting room and play Barbies. But only if the therapist had some Kens. I mean, seriously, you're there for traumatic sessions discussing your sanity and Barbies are very relaxing. And you could make crime scenes. Then again, that's why I need a therapist...
AAAAAAAAAAH it was soooo annoying, YESTERDAY Blogger had the dumb glitch that took forever to fix, so I couldn't blog, and then I wanted to today but my mom took me shopping for my recital and I'm just going to wear a really scary buttonish purple skirt over jeans. Whatever. We're good.
School is busy. The Dog project is finished and Naked the dog is currently on the cover of mine. Today they served burgers (on WHEAT BUNS), chicken, and hot dogs (not Kosher: no thanks) instead of pizza. :( The chicken tasted okay, but was rubbery and tasted a little bit like a turkey sandwhich on French bread. Which isn't good. There goes my lunch. So I just ate half of that and two sugar cookies. Yay. Sugar.
Mrs. Moon suggested I wear a skirt and look nice on my first day of eighth grade so I can make a nice impression on my (apparently) non-humor appreciating teachers. Then she said I could always come back to her room if they were mean. Me: Yeah, I can always roll on your floor. Don't ask.
AAAAAAAAAAH MY SIMS WON'T GET MARRIED! AAAAAAAH!
Soooooo......that's basically it. One by one the penguins take away my sanity...

GAAAAAAAAH

AAAAAAAAAAAH the CD I made last night MESSED UP cuz I somehow took off songs I WANTED ON THERE!!!! IT'S SO WEIRD!!!! I KNOW I put "That's my jam" on "I think I hurt my jam", BUT IT'S NOT THERE! And the songs I DID take off ARE. NYAAAAAH! My cpu is dumb. And my other CD ("Peanut Butter Jelly Time Mix") has "Superstar" on it TWICE, when I know I put "Living on a prayer" there. WHAT IS WRONG WITH AMERICA AND WINDOWS?
I still can't figure out how to get a picture. I had an awesome one of a duck on paint, but I can't put it on there. Lame-o.
Okay, if you're trying to tell someone they're "distracting" many people, make sure "many" people are actually distracted. Cuz Toni and I were working on our dog project and Toni drew a scary picture of a raccoon dog that looked possessed, so we were laughing, and then Billy and Walker starts laughing, and the teacher assumes it's all my fault and zeroes in. "Get out of my classroom, you are out of control and you're distracting people." Not really. No one was paying attention cuz we're not exactly popular, THANKS. And then I was listening to Herman's story about his sister and I laughed; not loud, not obnoxious, AND SHE SENDS ME OUT AGAIN! She's doing this on purpose. If something is funny, I'm obviously insane and need to be punished. Grrr...
We had this "ice cream party" during study hall, but they served melty frozen yogurt and poured chocolate syrup on people's shirts (the staff. I swear, it's true), so it wasn't worth it. But we got to skip study hall (most boring class I have) to eat crappy yogurt and talk to friends.
I'm gluttonous. Oops.
Erg, I have to memorize "Danny Boy" ("Londenderry Air", whatever) by Sunday and I'm DOOMED. I don't even know what to do when I get up there. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PLAY A PIECE I HARDLY KNOW (scratch that, 3 pieces) IN FRONT OF THE CONGREGATION OF MY CHURCH (actually, I did that this Sunday, but I knew that piece really well and it wasn't as hard...I think). *sigh* I hate recitals. And then I was having depressing thoughts earlier. I think I'm suicidal. Then again, I'm Christian. Christians can't be suicidal. *ray of hope* *disappears* I kind of like being depressed. Oh well. Someone needs a Bible study...

"L-l-larry." "Little Larry. Get up here!"

So the cable guy was at my house fixing my phone and I'm so PSYCHED cuz my online's finally working again! Cuz for like the last 2 days, whenever we picked up the phone, there would be this incessant drone and it wouldn't let us go on line. And it turns out it was the cable guy's company's FAULT. Nice going, Larry. But it was weird, cuz my mom called him like twice and couldn't be there to wait for him, so when I got home from school yesterday, I was like, "Who is this blonde woman and what is she doing in my hou- Oh, hello, Sarai." Yeah.
AAAAAAAAAH I GOT X 2006 YES YES YESSSSSS!!!! And it's really good. And more infused with hard rock than 2005, so I'm SO HAPPY. And there's a little bit of punk, but they added one of Sanctus Real's lame songs ("I'm not alright". Neither is this song) and a weird Building 429 song (the lead singer always sounds tired/drunk and he tried to hit so many high notes, I thought his lungs would pop. Or his brain would freeze. Their drummer is gross. Grossy...) Speaking of music, WHO'S TAKING A CLASS IN BURNING CDS 101 TONIGHT? ME!!!! YAAAY! So I'm going to make a CD with all of my favorite songs on it and there's going to be like 30 tracks (even tho Dad has one of my CDs...I WANNA ADD "MARATHONS" BY FALLING UP!) and I kind of know how to do everything, but I am not the masta yet. *bows to the sensai*
School was weird/awesome/annoying/not bad. The band sub wouldn't let us go and then she was like, "Oh, I thought you got out at 8:20." Hm. I think we would know that better than you. But she's nice otherwise. And she's really good at keeping time and stuff. PE, I had to make up a jump rope. Nyaaaaaaaaaaaah but I guess 535 isn't too bad. Whatever. And we had a nice sub in LAR/SS who could rap and is thinking about going pro. And I accidentally told him about Nathan and he's like, "Well, if he's only that old and can do it...hm, food for thought..." What have I done? But I hope he goes pro. Even tho poetry might be better than poetry in motion. But that's God's decision.
Why, at concerts, are you waiting for your favorite band, and they have like 6 local bands play first? It drives me NUTS! Like at that Manafest concert I went to last summer and they had that REALLY BAD local band who was totally tone deaf and out of tune/style, but it turned out they were from the same place I live (ew) and guilted us all into going to one of their concerts there (we said yes; we did not go.) and then hit on Sarai. Bad bad bad.
Yeaaaaaaaaah that's it. I would like a Twinkie. But after all those crispy Totinos, I think water would be the best option. Still trying unsuccessfully to make a picture of myself.

Let's wear hats!

We had the car wash today. Wet. And cold. And my favorite pair of shorts, which fit PERFECTLY last summer, are now (get this) TOO BIG! It was like Jared the Subway guy fitting on his old pants and I was like...whoa. So I was running away from a car trying to run me over (well, he wasn't trying, but I was in the way) and they slipped almost all the way down. Bad. So the whole time I was pulling them up. I need a belt. Although last time I wore a belt with those pants, it BROKE. Nyaaaaah...
I tried to make a cartoon doll of myself to use as my picture, but it was really grainy when I enlarged it. But it looked okay before. Except I don't have straight black hair. But the hair I used looked a lot like my hair when I straighten it (not with my straightener, which stinks). And if I straighten and dye it black, I'll look JUST like that cartoon doll. I really want an orange hoodie. Or a bright yellow one from Whistle Workwear!
Sooooo yeah that's it, wow my shortest post in a while. Eeeeee...

Just between you and me, I have something to say...

Okay, this is going to be very short, but I FOUND A BOOK CHARACTER! Okay, I didn't "find" one, I mentally created one! YAAAAAY! AND SHE'S MY EVIL TWIN! So I shall be describing my life through...AAAH must not say her name. Olaf's spies are...everywhere...
*Twilight Zone theme*

We are the champions, my friends

AAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAH!! AAAAAAAH! AAAAAH AAAH AAH AAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
You're probably all, "Why the heck is she screaming and eating ice cream while typing on her very long and opinionated blog?" Why, you ask? Oh, no reason, except...
WHO just had a pep assembly at their school?
ME.
WHO just screamed the fight song so loud their ear drums burst?
ME.
WHOSE grade for the first time this year won the screaming "spirit" contest.
MINE DID!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH GO SEVVIES!!!!
I am PUMPED! For the first time all year, the lowliest grade at my school got to prance around the school, singing "We are the champions", screaming, and waving it in the wedgies' and fresmens' faces. It. Was. NICE.
Unfortunately, I got home and no one was here. Just a bunch of groceries. :( So, without having anyone to brag to, I said, "You know, a victory like this deserves some ice cream." So I got some ice cream. Or rather, some Breyers Twix ice cream covered with Family Size Milk and Special Dark Hershey's chocolate syrup, all on top of a brownie I made yesterday afternoon. Then I realized the freshmen don't care (I seriously said, "Sevvies own," to this one and he was ((seriously)) like, "Yeah, you guys did good, congratulations." AND HE WASN'T KIDDING.), since they're leaving anyway, but the 8th graders DO. Hehehehe. So I am calm For the most part. But I wore my red sevvie shirt over a long sleeved white shirt, so it's very hot in here. But ice cream is cold, grass is green, and markers stain clothes if they're not washable.
PE, we could do basically whatever we wanted, so I play piccleball with Sam, Evonne, and Alli and Evonne served it at my head and we all ended up on the ground contracting asthma, we were laughing so hard.
Yeah. That's it. Need to go read like 6 books.

100% THE CAT'S FAULT!

I was going to be a Nazi and man the TV, phone, AND listen to "Matlock" while I typed/made cartoon dolls/e-mailed/wrote down song lyrics, but that would be selfish cuz I'm already tying up our phone and wasting time on here. Plus, it was an old episode of "Matlock". Well, they're all old, but I've seen this one multiple times. "We're having an affair." "She lied about having an affair."
"Bad Kitty": BEST BOOK EVER. Okay, the main character is like my evil twin/exact opposite AT THE SAME TIME and it's pretty much AWESOME. Cuz, yeah, I'm not exactly half Jamaican or 6 feet tall, BUT I LIKE FORENSIC SCIENCE! I AM INSANE! I HAVE INSANE FRIENDS! I HAPPEN TO LIKE A GUY WHO MIGHT POSSIBLY BE A MURDERER! Wait... BUT IT'S A GOOD BOOK! So totally replacing "The Princesses of Atlantis" on my profile. Move over, Talar. Hello, Tom. Sorry, busy, currently putting a hold on "Rain Dance". Kay, all done now.
Walker cut his hair. We switched seats today in LAR/SS and Toni and I had to beg Jose to let us take his seat. Billy even promised not to call him "Josie". But he moved. And we're all good. But it was very melisolfgopalopatedious. I should've shot him with my chickoelesophagunette. DIE DIE DIE! *gets hit in the face with breading* SCORE!
I WANT TO WRITE! REALLY BAD! A NOVEL! WITH FOOTNOTES! (or parentheses. whole paragraphs of them. Yeah) Cuz I haven't made a writing attempt in...*gasp* 6 MONTHS AT LEAST! AAAAAAAH! Wait, no, it hasn't been that long. BUT IT'S FELT LIKE YEARS! Seriously, I only write here and in my writing journal at school, but at school, I save all my good ideas for this blog and write about Kermit the frog underpanties and X-rated material (such as eating poop). I want to make a character that is like my evil twin/exact opposite AT THE SAME TIME, but that would be plagirism. I've made too many blonde characters in the last year... (I MEANT THAT AS A CHARACTERISTIC, NOT A STEREOTYPE!) Must ponder this...
I would like some more fries. Walker got hit with a milky nickel. My pizza had sausage and a lone red pepper. I do love waffles.