Whats the big deal about banners? Theres no big deal with a little flashy thing in the top of the screan, egnore it for goodness sake.

Am I the only sane one?

BACK! WEll no...but yeah

Yep, I'm offically a freshmen now, nifty huh?

 

Just thought I'd do this small thing so my blog didn't dissapear into the silent oblivioin.

 

Me: I"m cold

Dad: Go get in your bed and I"ll set fire to it

The End

Boys and girls, I'm sorry, but I really doubt I'll update this thing again. I've found new ways of expression, I'm sorry.

Have a good one.

Kristi Jo 09: i need human, or semui human contact

Kristi : i need human, or semui human contact
Me: Aw.
Me: You think I'm semi human?
Kristi : no
Kristi : I was just trying to be nice

I'm sorry, I hate survays too

Mark an x where it applies to you...

 

[x] gone on an airplane
[x] had a best friend
[  ] smoked a cigarette
[ x ] failed a class
[x] gone bowling
[x] had a summer crush
[ ] made out in a movie theatre
[x] prank called a friend
[x] had an enemy
[x] gone to church
[ ] been in a relationship for at least a year
[x] made a screenname
[x] gone to a petting zoo
[x] listened to a Beatles song
[ ] watched a rated NC-17 movie
[x] written a poem
[x] played basketball
[x] had a phone conversation for at least 3 hours
[x] ran away from home
[x] gone skydiving
[ ] gone a week without taking a shower
[x] walked dogs
[  ] had sex with someone older than you
[  ] jumped off a cliff
[x] gotten your crush's phone number
[/] been drunk
[  ] swam with dolphins

 

xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

 

[  ] I am bisexual or homosexual.
[  ] I've smoked weed.
[  ] I've gotten high.
[x] I've consumed alcohol.
[x] I've attempted to run away from home.
[/] I've lied to my parents regularly about where I am.
[x] I've failed 2 or more classes in one marking period.
[  ] I don't like Bush because from what I hear, he is dumb.
[ I don't like Bush with my own reasons to back it up.
[x] I am for Bush.
[  ] I listen to political music.
[ x ] I collect comic books.
[ x ] I shut others out when I'm depressed.
[  ] I open up to others easily.
[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.
[] I watch the news.
[  ] I own over 5 rap CDs.
[  ] I own an iPod.
[  ] I'm not a virgin.
[x] I own something from Hot Topic.
[x] I love Disney Movies.
[x] I am a sucker for blonde hair/black hair/blue eyes.
[x] I don't kill bugs.
[  ] I talk in ebonics, except for around black people.
[  ] I curse regularly.
[  ] I paid for that cell phone ring.
[x] I am a sports fanatic.(Just hte xgames though)
[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name.
[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.
[  ] I love Spam.
[ ] bake well.
[x] I would not wear pajamas to school.
[x] I own something from Abercrombie.
[/] I sneak out of the house often.
[ ] I have a job.(Make that past tenths...)
[  ] I love Martha Stewart.
[x] I am in love
[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
[x] I think Napoleon Dynamite is overrated.
[x] I am self conscience.
[x] I like to laugh.
[  ] I smoke a pack a day.
[  ] I loved Perks of Being a Wallflower.
[x]I have cough drops when I'm not sick.
[  ] I can't swallow pills.
[  ] I win people over easily.
[x] I eat fast food weekly.
[x] I have many scars.
[x] I've been out of this country.
[ ] I believe in ghosts.
[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
[x] I am really ticklish.
[  ] I see a therapist.
[ ] I love white chocolate.
[/] I bite my nails.(workin on it)
[/] I am comfortable with being me.

 

*sigh* I"ve hit an all time low. Survays...on my blog....how very drab.

Did I just say drab? Someone shoot me.

Hm...

Today,  I ate a brownie, and five pieces of pizza.

Amoung other things.

Then, I went out in the sun and attempted to sakeboard for like 3hrs.

Does looking like a dimwad burn calories?

But props to Kyle to put upwith my insessent awfulness.

He's a 'guy' so he "sweats more"

His words.

I'd like to take a shower, so I might. I've finally got a good CD to acompany me.

.....But I'm lazy....

*sigh* the life of a procrastinator.

Sleepover

Currently Listening
Commit This to Memory
By Motion City Soundtrack
Resolution
see related

My usual Friday night of staying in, locking myself in my room and feeling sorry for my self was inerupted very rudly when I was told I must sleep over at Kasey's.

Can you believe what jerks my friends are?

I went to Wal-Mart and got a CD none of you have ever heard of, but it's my latest obsesson so I really couldn't care less.

Before going to Kasey's, the consumption of food was necessary.

This food came in a little box with a french fries and a toy. I got a red Bruce doll, Kristi got a blue one.

So when we showed up at Kasey's she was rather jealosue of our awesome high class key chains and demanded she have one too.

She didn't get one, :(

But we made eggs!

Krisiti's were brown...and anorexic....odd. Kasey's were a bit too chunky for my tast. Mine we're flippin sweet until the evil salt exploded over them.

So, I did the only natural thing.

I made Ramen noodles.

Only I forgot I don't like Ramen at 3a.m, so we walked outside and dumped in the street.

It went SPLAT.

I did enjoy tormenting her little sister though. I contemplated taking her out to the noodle remains and telling here someone was shot and that was his brain...

Sounds like a plan to me!

Me:Hannah, do you know how big the worlds largest pumpkin is?

Hannah: No....

Me: Me either, did you know they get superballs from moon rock?

Hannah: THEY DO NOT!

Me: Yep, why do you think people care so much about space, its the superball market.

*I think she believed me*

Lets see...what else....came home, did the shower thing, did the sleep thing, now I'm doing the blog thing....yep....

I hope to do the 'Let's talk to Jon' thing, but thats not looking likly...

I'm drinking flat Diet Coke, because its close and I don't have to move.

I was eating a cruch bar, but thats gone now...wonder how...

Peace and punkrock

Deabating

So folks, I've come to like xanga better.

So I'm sad to say...but updates are gonna be slow as you know what

I bit my pinky fingernail way downtoday

it hurts

Paris gets the boot

I'm watching MADE where the take a tomb boy and turn her into a girly girl...

Yeah, I'm done with this show. The whole idea is just messed up.

"GASP! This girl is unhappy with herself image and thinks changing will make her feel better about her not self!"

"Quik! Lets make her feel worthless and awkward by putting her in unnecesary sisuations!"

However...right now they are walking around talking to hott guys...

Maybe this isn't so bad...

*sigh* This dosn't bode well for your favorite little blond blogger.

Anyhoos, last night I had a weird dream. I don't know if its a sitafect of the odd medication I stole or what, but the next thing I know Jon's dancing around in a Stimpy costume singing "Everybody love Jesus"

Yeah, no more late night adventures.

 

Me: *sigh* Whats the point? I already lost the darn bet.
Jon : Aw, what bet?
Me: The one I lost.

Its the 4th....Yay

Will Smith says to not download illegally.

Mary Kate and Ashell say to drink milk.

Weird all says Satin listens to country Western.

I say stop the sibliminal messages

Jon : Apparently that's what Japanese novelty item I am.
Jon : Now you can mock me for that and just be oh-so happy.
Virginia: Why the HECK did you take a quiz about Japanese novelty items?
Jon : I clicked a random quiz button thingy.

Thats just sad.

*He was a plush doll*

01. My name:
02. Where did we meet:
03. Take a stab at my middle name:
04. About/ Exactly How long have you known me:
05. How well do you know me ( on a scale from 1- 10.):
06. When you first saw me what was your first impression:
07. My birthday (and year):
08. Whats 3 words to describe me:
09. Color eyes:
10. Do you remember the first things I said to you when we first met:
11. What's my fav type of music:
12. Am I shy or outgoing:
13. Am I funny (HAHA) or funny (sarcastic)or a mixture of both:
14. Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:
15. Would you consider me a friend:
16. Have you ever seen me cry:
17. If there were one good nickname for me, what would it be:
18. Quiet or loud:
19. Short or Tall:
20. Weird or original:
21. Smart or stupid:
22. Boring or Fun:
23. Mature or immature:
24. Stylish or "different":
25. Do you think I'll get married? To who:
26. What do you think i will be when i grow up (career wise):
27. If you could rename me, what would my name be:
28. Are we close friends:
29. What guy do you think I am very close to:
30. What girl do you think I am very close to:
31. Am i loveable?
32. Would you date me for $1?

 

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20187875/

I colord it in! Arn't I cool!?

FILLOUT IN COMMENT FORM! I"LL GIVE YOU COOKIE

I'll be breif

You know what bugs me? When the old lady who decided she just had to announce something beofre church begings to stutter. Then, about 10mins into the nothingness she says,

"I'll be breif"

When if fact, she is the farthest thing from breif, rather, taking up my much wanted sleeping time that I'll never have becasue we sit in the front row.

"After two drinks he's a looser after three drinks he's a star"

I love that line. Reminds me of the old days....

Anyhoo, the father misses his other half so we shall be on the lake today with his twin. I was trying to figure out if sharing DNA was a bummer but neither my dad nor Kristi will go into great emotional detail.

I don't think they understand the importants of my study.  It could change their life forever.

Saw fireworks last night, rather enjoyable. Though I think my dad likes Kristi's sister more then he likes me. :(

Full house is on again, it frightens me. I'm really hoping that I just missed the epasoide where D.J gets pregnant and Michele does drugs.

Whats the other ones name again? I don't remember. She must not be important.

She probably like joind the army during the middle of the first season.

Did you know I had to rewrite that sentace because I kept miss spelling 'the'?

Well, I did. So you better all be happy.

I'll make this next part breif,

"And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandry
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
There's still a little place called....."

I'll give cookies to anyone who can name the song and artist. Kyle, you can't tell.

"Too many girls loose intrestin Math and Science by age 12, after which they are no longer usefull to socity so we slowly kill them off using means of poison that we code named 'eating disorderes'."

So, maybe thats not quite how the commerical goes...I don't really care.

The point of all this is really just to FEED THE CHILDREN. Like me, Virginia didn't get food yesterday due to reasons beyond her controle.

Today, she scrambled an egg.

:)

TidBits

Me: Geesh
Me: How long does it take!?
Kyle: FOREVER
Kyle: actully 34 days
Me: I always thought it was more like 34 1/2...
Kyle: ....na that half day is when they eat donoughts
Kyle: all half of that day
Kyle: its grand
Me: Wow.
Me: Yu can't beat a good donut
Kyle: thats what im sayin

A decussion on why it takes music artists so darn long to make new albums.

Think people are going ot hte moives, maybe not, Jimi's spazing. They better, if we don't I'm in trouble in more ways then one.

 

Thats right, you just heard something partaining to my life in my blog! A first, I know.

Derek: Naruto  Font.
softbalchick181 : It looks just like big orange font.
Derek: It's  Naruto.
softbalchick181 : Its big and orange.

Derek: I can't read the t.
Me: the T?
Derek: the t.
Derek: DAMMIT!
Me: As apposed to the M?
Derek: Stupid fonts.
Me: But Derek! It's "Naruto"
Derek: I know.

Also, yesterday was a big day in history. Derek admitted to not knowing something! Isn't that amazing.

Big day

Flowers

The old lady screwd me over. The people who's plants I was watering came back and I was asked if I came down everday.

I freaked and claimd the dead plant WASN'T my fault, and it was like that when I found it....

Not the best alibi.

However, the reason she asked was not the wilting plant in the backyard (which so isn't my fault) but rather the old lady watching the dogs claimd I only came down the second week.

However she smoked in the house so I got off the hook.

Saved by the makers of tobacco. Ironic, I know.

Though so is my life.

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KASEY!!!!

Well, seeing as I'm the only one awake at the moment, and seeing as I plan on staying this way, I shall tell you of my time at Kasey's birthday party as it is minutly entertaining. I'd also ask you to forgive all the typo's from yesterdays thing.

As I am lazy I will not be bothering to fix them, your lucky I eve botherd to bring it up. :)

Well, I arrived, and soon found out that her little sister, Hannah, was on a softball team I used to be on. So, for a breif moment, we were on friendly terms.

Oh, how that changes.

There was a lot of jumping on her trampeling going on, so we were out there quite a bit. You know the safty lables on that thing are really rather over protective.

"Only 1 person at time! No Flipping! DO NOT LAND ON NECK!"

Really, that last one seems like its going a bit far to me.

This guy on a moped went by somewhere around 57 times. So, I, as any proper young lady would do, yelled "HEY SEXY!"

Only, seeing as I'm an only child, I wasn't really paying attention to the fact that a 9 year old was there.

We do the present opening thing, and in the middle of it all, Hannah yells, "Mommy! Virginia called a boy sexy!"

Oh my, that was a bit embaressing.

We did as all girls do at sleepovers and held cage battles. I was the champinion until Kassie sat on my head.

That was unpleasent.

Had to get Red Bull. Had to get Toliet Paper. The solution? The VILLAGE PANTY!

Kristi danced around the store singing the toliet paper song, I acted like her english mother, and then we danced in the parking lot.

Seems you don't even need to consume Red Bull for it to have an effect.

Around 4, we had the great pixi stick war of 05. This somehow gave Kasey and Kristi the idea to dump the remander, or, what Alysssa wasn't hiding, down the tolit to see if it changed the water pretty colors.

It did.

11p.m Alyssa- You know, these pixi stiks arn't very good.

Me: Yeah, there off brand.

4:23a.m, 50 stiks later Alyssa- You know, these are starting to tast really good.

It stormed a bit around 4, and was still raining slightly by 5.

So we went out on the trampeleen. The first 20mins were spent trying to stay off the wet nasty thing by not falling.

The last part was spent sliding across it.

But in the end, we managed to do an all nighter. Welcoming the morning by way of trampeleen is quite the experence.

Kasey fell asleep around 6:30, and was like that when I left.

One very welcomed shower and three hours of sleeping through a storm later I'm here. Writing this. Why? No one knows. Will I stop?

Yes. :)

 

Whoo Hoo! Church! *dies*

In horon of Sunday, I decided I'd drag my butt out of bed and go to church.

It was only after I sat down in the pew that I rememberd I despied church. I rersisted an attempt to run for it, and boy am I glad I did.

"God made fish, God made Fish, God made Fish, fish go swish!"

Yes, Ladeis and gentelmen, all has become clear to me. It is clear that the fish is a metaphore for todays socity, and swish is standing for all the time we wast as....*continues on in same mannor*

Or you know, not.

Spiky hair, I don't know if you remember her, I've talked about her, I suggest you look her up. Anyhoo, Spikyhair tried her darndest to sing a song and all in all, it was not her finest hour.

Then the older little people got up and began to sing "Joy Joy Joy" or whatever the name of that song is. However, because they are young and thing there all that, they did the 'remix'.

I was disapointed when 6year olds prooved unable to brake dance. They did however, jump everynow and then.

Well, some of them jumped. Others where too 'cool'to jump, so, they were, 'joyless'.

My arch nemises, Megan, *Says in evil voice* graced us with her untalented presence *I really hope she never reads this* however I was forced to look at her wearing a miniskirt and a shirt that didn't quite cover her stomach.

Though I also had the shirt difficulty today, was a bit worried about that. However four differnt old people said it was a lovly outfit...so it must not of been to riskay.

Then, things got scary. Two words for you.

DEMONIC PUPPETS!

I think that explains that, if you catch my drift. Giant mouths, vains poping up from their neck, scary.

Demonic Puppet Tom: I ran away because my parents made me clean up my room!

Demonic Puppet Sally:BUT TOM! You can't run away today! Todays the last day of VACATION BIBLE SCHOOL!

Demonic Puppet Tom: Why would I want to go to VBS?

Demonic Puppet Sally: Becasue we sing evil songs and cut ourseves!

Demonic Puppet Tom: YAY!

Then, they sang. Lots of little evil puppets burst into a 7minunet song. Durning which the people in the boucany pounded us lower folk with volly balls.

I was hit, it wasn't pretty.

But lets not forget the hand gesutres! Oh no, it was truly moving.

I'm going to do somthing I'd hoped to never do, I'm going to refrence Napolian Dynamite.

Remember the happy hands club? Yeah, me too. Not fond memories.

It was about this time that I relized an odd little fact. Evern noticed how they always refure to Bible School as, "Vactation Bible School?" I always wondered why they botherd with the extra word. Figured it was to make it sound fun.

Then I relized the true reason, if they left it out, the innetials would be "B.S"

*Snickers*

And we all know what that means.

:)

Stalkers

So today, I busied my self by hiding from strange little boys who seem to lerk in the cracks of every cornner.

His name, is Barren.

Yesterday while on the motorcycle, with my dad, he yells "Hey lookin good!" Then an hour in half later when we come back, he's sitting on the porch.

So we made a slight detour.

He was still there half an hour later. I spent the night hiding in my room afraid he'd come to the door.

He didn't. But today he was hiding in the bushes when I went out to water the grass.

"Hi! Hows your summer? I play video games! You wouldn't like that though! I'm going swiming! You home alone??! I stay home alone too! BLAHBLAH BLAH!"

He's in 8th grade folks, why must he act like a freaky 2 year old?

I told him I hade to make lunch.

So, at 9o'clock he calls.

"Is Virginia there?"

Me:.......Who si this?

Stalking Ediot: Call it a devine sorce...

Me:..Uh..I'm not allowed to use the phone.

So I hung up.

I think I handeld that well. Don't you?

 

Blahdeblah blah

When my parents ask what time I went to bed, they act like 4a.m is a BAD thing.

 

Wonder what they'd say to the midnight dinner....

 

In other news, becasue I don't get comments on here, ever. I began a horrible little story in which 14 perfect strangers have allready left responses.

 

STRANGERS! Why can't you people be like them?

 

Aw screw it, I'm gonna go read

 

I'm back. Miss me? Thought so

I got yelled at by an old man in the park. Apparently I stole his grandsons freezbee.

"YOU THERE! How dare you take the family freezbee!"

"....Bob gave it too me...."

"I WILL BEHEAD YOU FOR THIS INSULT!"

Me: Runs away.

Also, for your enyoment, here's a conversation with my oh so loving mother.

Mom: I'm home!

Me: Are you drunk?

Mom: Well...I did have soem wine....

Me: Your drunk

Mom: Actually I hold liquor quite well.

Me: Only if its expensive, was it expensive?

Mom: Now how would I know if...

Me: Was it?

Mom: We're not THAT good of friends.

Me: Does that mean you'll get me a donut?

Mom: I'm not drunk!

Me: You sure?

Mom:......*Giggles and walks off*

Now Boys and girls, my mother is a social worker. Not some drunk. Though she has been known to consume vast amounts of achole. But no, I have never seen her drunk 

 

Yep....now I"m bored

 

 

 

This is awesome

I am very content. I've got cake, a tv, and a computer.

 

And there is no mother in sight.

 

This, is the life.

 

But I've come to find out that I'm now a very respectable plant water person.

Is that sad or what?

Old Person with Flowers: We are leaving for the old people convention for 3 weeks! Who has no life and will water our flowers everyday for shs has nothing better to do!?

Old Pereson with Flower's Wife: Oh, that blond girl down the street, she has no social life an I hear she did a delightful job for the neighbors plants.

Thus, I have created an impire....or rather a small circle of plant people...

Very small.

What the heck, this girl with no life now has a very small income, one she can spend on BUYING a life!

TAKE THAT!

I'm going to end this post now, due to my lazyness, but I'm going to pretend its becasue no one likes long posts.

Really though, this isn't a very long one, I just like hittting the space bar.

softbalchick181 : Hehe, you relize how whenever one of us says something about some health issue, the we beging a contest on who has the worse?

softbalchick181 : The competitiveness goes against my lazy nature.

Wet

So the dad insisted we take the boat out. I think it looks like rain, but the all seeing radar says there isn't any.

We go out.

It rains.

But I'm not mad becuase i'm right.

How I long for a world where subjects are unnecessary

What are you doing today? Me? Well I'm doing laundry. I bet your jealouse.

Your also jealosue of me because I can drive and you can't.....okay, we'll I can't drive either, but thats never stoped me before!

Okay..so it has...and it will..but yeah.

I need chalk...so I can do stuffs..with chalk...

I feel as though the AOL community is snooty. Other peoples get comments on their blogs.

Now, I know you people look at this, that nifty little hit counter over...

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<there, tells me so

I leave comments on your pathetic excusses of blogs, so its only kind you do the same here. You can't hide, I know your out there.

I"m a girl on edge, I've got a coke can and a stale chicken nugget and I"m not afraid to use them.

...Okay, so now I only have a coke can and a slightly eaten chicken nugget.

It wasn't as stale as I thought previously.

The dad just called.

Dad: You do anything fun today?

Me: I've only been up for like 10mins...

Dad: You egnorant deranged little lazy dwebe..

Me: You must of been bored to find time out of your day to call and insult me.

Dad: Only slightly.

Me: Welcome to my world.

Dad: I like your world, you sleep forever.

Me: But you can't drive.

WHY IS IT THIS INABILITY TO DRIVE FUELS MY LIFE *hehe a pun*

But no, he really is quite loving, like on fathers day, he was so selfliss when I asked him what he wanted.

Dad: To be left alone.

You see what I mean? He dosn't want me to spend his hard earned cash on his puny needs!

*Well I did, but it was my cash, and it was a baaaaaad idea*

Got him a CD. He got me back by blaring it on the stero.

I tried to gouge my ears out with a convenitly located fork, but Jon stoped me.

But what does Jon know? He says you can't get cut on water.

Me: What are you doing today?

Kristi: Nothing.

Me: Lets celebrate nothing by doign something!

 

 

El Fathers day

Last year on fathers day, I went to a car show, showed off my new ear ring, and had a grand old time.

 

This year, I ate soup, and talked to some collage girl who clamed to know me, and watered some plants.

I also cut my self on water.

Now, Jon says this is impossible, I say its INPROVABLE. Meaning, it can happen, though unlikly.

 

I've got proof.

So anyhoo, back to this collage chick. I'm just watering my plants, when she goes

"Are you Virginia?"

"Er...yes"

"OMG! I USED TO PLAY WITH YOU WHEN YOU WERE LIKE 4!"

Now, I didn't remind her that I was a jerk and had no freinds at the age of four.

I wonder if I looked odd in an oversized basketball T-Shirt and water stains all over my jeans?

How the heck did she remember me?

She's probably been following me for years, waiting for this moment.

This post is going no where fast.

Sucks.

So I'll leave you know, with this,

"My shoe is off, my feet are cold, I have a cat, I like to hold"-Dr. Suess

Those three year olds can say it too my face!

Toady? Today's been hard. I'm not sure you people could handel it.

First, I battled the hair dryer with about 12 buttons with no specified purpose.

Then I caught my hair on fire.

But after that I was fine, until I became bored.

This requited a trip to Marsh, for some meat product. Becasue Marsh is where all the cool kids go when looking for meat.

While at Marsh, I had new and exciting adventures! They are as follows, in no particular order..

1. I found milk free milk!

2. All natual water with ARTIFICAL flavors.

3. I battled the free sample old persons. 

4. Watched my dad yell at the briskit guy for not properly cutting it.

Then, after all of these wonderful exciting things, mom took pity and took me out on the town!

To US FACTORY OUTLET!!! Oh yeah, thats awesome.

I considered buying a set of three glass frogs, this brought up the eternal question, 

"Why do you do with a three frog set?"

I mean think about it, if you had two frog set, they can pair up and not be lonly. But what about that extra frog?

I bet he gets lonly.

Anyhoo, I did find Bach's music in the backround to be particurly inspiring while looking at the glazed honey bears.

 After this exciting endevor, I recieved good news from the home front.

BACK TO MARSH!

Its my lucky day, however, the old free sample lady didn't give up so easily this time.

"Would you like a.."

"No"

"What about this odd thing that happens to be an unappealing shade of green?"

"I'll pass"

"It's deliciouse"

"I'm allerigic"

But then the fun really happend, as you all know, I am currently impoled as a plant watering person. Being dedicated to the job, I traveled on my way.

Lets just say, there was an 'incident', and I may of may not of gotten completly, and utterly soaked.

Then, on the way home I was yelled at by a party of 5 year olds.

"Look! Thats girl has a bike too"

"She's not wearing her halmet daddy!"

"Mommy, why is the weird girl all wet?"

All I have to say is that if they've got a problem with me, they should come over here and say it to my face!

Now I'm going to go try to salvage the dead plant *Kyle, do not tell your mother*

Washcloths.

I feel as though I should update....I don't know why, but it is as if an outer force compells me too.....

Or, you know, I'm just really bored.

My delima is the fact that the only thing I can think of to rant about is...a washcloth.

As a teenager we are in a constant struggel to keep our face clean, so every channel has a commercial dedicated to proper face care.

But what they don't show you in the commercials is how the heck that model got the stuff off her face. One minunet, she's got this mask of creamy smelly stuff on, the next this little magical splash of water washes it all off and she's good to go.

(Took all my will power to resist an anorexic joke there...woops)

I have yet to find this magical spash of water, so I'm forced to use a wash cloth.

Washcloths arn't something I want on my face, I don't exactially picture them as clean things, and I rather not use one when trying to clear my face of creamy crap.

I don't know if any of you feel the same way *If so leave a flippin comment* but I find my self in a perdicament.

Now, I suppose I could just apply the stuff before I take a shower...but I can never remember stuff like that. So insted I get this nasty rag like thing.

Now, I suppose there are other ways out there, but dang it I can't figure them out, help would be much appriciated.

On a completly unrealated topic, I want you all to go to this link....SECRETS.

 

Because its good for you.

P.S. I lived every childs dream today, I had ice cream for dinner. It had chocolate stuffs.

*Insurt fancy smilie face here*

Jimi: This is the theature where the floors are really sticky.

Jon: There like that everywhere man.

Jimi: But there like 10times worse here.

Me: You should write an article for the paper about sticky floors

Jon: "My moms kitchen...."-Jimi

*************half an hour later in theature*******************

Kristi: MY FOOTS STUCK

Jimi: Told ya the floors were sticky

Snowglobe mockery

Today I woke up at 7, sadly I knew the mother would be roaming about making it utterly impossible for me to do any 'productive' things, so I was forced to go back to midsleep.

Pffft. Yeah, forced to sleep is. Woe is I.

My face is refelected in this snowglobe, right where the pirate flag should be.

I think its making fun of me.

Wake up calls

First things first, my fingernails are actually looking like finger nails. I don't know if thats two words or not.

Second off, I just bit one of those nails off. I'm 14 people, you think I could brake this darn habbit.

And third, Kristi is so jealouse of my watering job that she decided to employ herself as a wake up call person.

You know, when your in a hotel you get that nice lady to call you freakin yearly, well I have my own personal call lady at my convience!

Yep, I'm minding my own bussness in the wee hours of the morning *12 noon* When my dear mother rams through my room saying Kristi is on the phone.

"She wasn't supposed to wake you up" Is what my darling friend says

Little does she know my mom's been waiting for a chance to do just that all summer long.

Then I was informed that Kristi couldn't sleep because she's too excited about her bird. Dohnut. Or Porkchop, she hasn't quite decided.

I decided that three days stuck in the house was enough, so I voulenteered my self to do manual labor, meaning loading stuif bikes into the stupid van because my stupid mom said too.

Hehe, I love that word.

Anyhoo...what was I saying?...I can't remember...I have little cookies though...yep, with that, this entry has come to a close.

Bye bye

A sad day in history

Today, I was bored.

But things went to far.

I cleand. My room that is, and something odd happend.

I no longer have a sock drawer, or a pant or a shirt one for that matter.

NOw I have "Stuffed drawer" and "Slightly lessed stuffed drawer"

Which is odd, because as my freinds will tell you, *Or maybe the won't, I don't really know* I don't have a large varity of styles, so what on earch to make my dressor so full?

I blame the chipmunks.

I'm hoping it will rain, then I won't have to worry about those plants! An easy 5 bucks right there.

*Kyle, if you read this do not tell your mother*

Curses, I missed flag day again! So much for that pile of illegal fire crackers and dynamite in the shed....*Looks around* Whend earth day again?

Surpbliviouse Verbage

Hehe, looky there, the mood is happy. Isn't that nifty?

I'm feeling particurly perky this eve of the 14th.

Yesterday was my parents anniversery. I honord it by avoiding them. They honored it by avoiding each other.

Isn't married life fun?

Today, I became 40dollars richer. For doing very little, and now I feel guilty...

But I'm employed! HUZA! I feel oh so very grown up saying that.

Sure, I'm second in command to a 80year old 200lb dog sitter, but jobs are hard to come by my friend.

So, I'm lieing, I'm wating plants. My expertise might I add, runs in the family, this part sadly I am not lieing about. Great Grandfather someone was president of the the American Green House Assiciation!

Pitty I never knew him.

But there will be a fat old person! Yes, that I'm assured of. Weather or not I'll see her remians a mystery.

Come to think of it, old people scare me. I think I can out run her...

I'm a bit out of shape come to relize this, maybe I am getting paid properly!

No, still too much. I can't possibly blow all this in one crappy perchise!

DRUGS AND ALCHOL!...For the poor that is...defintily not for me...nope...not I..

Speaking of clothing, I think Kyle's got a good point. He's protesting at Kholes for the return of the Kilt, with some little friend of his...yeah names arn't really improtant.

ITS THE CAUSE!

Had a VERY odd converstaion with Jon the other day, and I'm really kinda hoping he won't read this, though it be fun to see his face.

Me: Dude, Everyone crashes in this show, I wonder how many people died...

Jon: Just 1. He was a stunt double though so no one cared.

Me: I don't believe you!

Jon: Its true! It was I! I drove my car off a cliff and they left me there to die! I only survived because a squirrel came to my rescue! But even then he only wanted my nuts!

Jon: *Badim-punsh*

Me: Oh? Did he get em'?

Jon:............Okay, so that was an unexpected response.

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I know, the maturity just radiates off us. Yeah, I was watching Speed Racer. People are dieing everywhere, like dohnuts with fat people, they dissappear.

I later learned they have a grave yard set up for these brave people in Japan, where this was all flimed.

Ah, Speed Racer. Only you can get an awesome car, save an old man by changing his tire, find of the gansters, rescue you girlfriend from falling into a volcano, stop a gunman, and STILL win the prize money that goes to charity in a 55min show.

 

And in the words of Kyle...

HUZA!

NO NOT THE TV SITCOMS

I fear for my life, Full house came on and I'm too lazy t change the channel

I can feel my mind turning into brain pudding. What ever shall I do?

I'm back from where ever the heck I was.

DUDE! So I leave for 8 days and get 4 or something comments from peoples! I must leave more often.

Or not, if I do, my ears will begin to bleed due to massive amounts of pure punkrock glory pumping through my ears 24/7.

I'm not exagurating in the least, their begining to adjust to silence. Slowly, every now and then I'm pretty sure I just go completly deaf, I can not be sure.

Speaking of pillows, I saw an entire car full of them today. Yep, just one dude in the center of pillow heaven.

Oh, and when I said I was in Ohio, I was greatly mistaken, for I was in Pennsylvania, land of the.....anaia....Anyhoo, lets just say I had quite a bit of time to think, and then sometimes I thought, and every now and then I found my self thinking.

I also find that I think about 32 1/2mph, and of very odd things. Like this one gass station attendent, I think I said 4 words to him and I couldn't stop thinking about what his life must be like, and then these randome people we'd see in towns, I'd come up with little stories for them...

And every now and then I'd brake into song, and or convultions, either way, the parents won't be taking me any where for quite some time.

Then I thought about McIver, how I detist that woman. I can only hope I never see her again.

And how fun was it to eat at freaking resturants that took 2hrs, as apposed to fast food which is just as good.

Another anoying trait of the OLD PEOPLE. They leave out the "o" sound of words, for example, insted of "WindOw" they will say "WindAw"

"Potato" "Potata"

BLAH, NO MORE OLD PEOPLE! *Dies from over welming joy*

But no, I can not die, though some cercemstances at the moment make me wish I could mommentarly, but that is for another time, another place, another over stuffed car full of pillows.

OHIO!

I'm in Ohio! I know! Yeah, pretty awesome place to go on vacation right? I thought so.

Anyhoo, this post is courtisys of Best Western and their free internet stuffs.

Some guy at Crackerbarrel wouldn't stop trying to sell me a fathers day shirt.

I told him my father was dead.

Then the lady waitress person offered me a chrildrens activity book! So much for trying to look mature.

The highlight of my day was when we sat next to a guys soccer team at some rest stop.  :)

And now, I am here, in Ohio, becasue old people can't drive all the way to N.J which is odd because my brother did today, so he can be there a full 2hrs before us.

Anyhoos, while dealing with anger for being forced to go on this trip of doom, I wrote one last E-Mail to McIver.

She wrote back.

 

Dear Mrs. McIver:

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            As a former Maple Crest student, I’d like to say how much I enjoyed my middle school years. Quite possibly some of the best in my life. I would also like to tell you that you were the single thing making my life absolutely miserable.

            It seemed as though no matter how hard I tried, you just put me down. So guess what? I stopped trying. This was not a good decision on my part, but no matter how hard I worked, I never seemed to understand what was being said. Let me tell you, your mocking really helped that problem.

    As relations between us became worse and worse, I noticed that while my project would match another students, their grade would be higher then mine. While, this may or may not have been intentional of you, and I can't really say I blame you, it's just not cool to someone who'd really like learn, believe it or not.

    And you probably don't, because you never liked me, and I get that. Because I never liked you. But that's not what bugs me. You never listened to me, you never tried to help me, you just wanted to make yourself look good, and so you also lost my respect.

    I was not mature in your class, nor was I cooth. But you hardly acted better. I remember distinctive incidents when I would have the correct answer yet you'd say it was wrong until you came up with it yourself. You were always so freakishly perky, and there was no need. In all honesty, the students, including myself, would have related to your more had you acted like a normal person, not some pretend perfect one.

    Because no offense, but your far from perfect, as is everyone. So why not embrace that? Why not accept the fact that your not always going to be happy, accept the fact that some of us had more trouble getting things? Because I honestly tried so hard, and it honestly made no difference when you told me I hadn't.

    Because telling me that "The class has been doing this for 2 months, everyone understands!" Doesn't help me get a good grade on the test, it doesn't help me study, it doesn't make me feel good about myself.

            So while I thought I was doing worse and worse, I stopped trying. Now looking back on it, I realize it was all in my mind, and if I had just kept at it I would be taking Spanish II with the rest of my friends. But now I am not, and I know that I am partly, if not mostly to blame for this.

            However, I am young and immature so I’m going to blame you. Thanks for making me self conscious, depressed, and lacking in self esteem.

            I know one thing, I’ll never forget you.

 

     Thanks for your note. It has provided insight into the workings of my classroom. From this, I will endeavor to make some adjustments in regards to dealing with students as well as the way I approach some of the information that I present. My desire is that you succeed despite all the negative things that transpired in our class over the course of the year.       As for your personal attack of being "freakishly perky" I am not offended. This particular trait is misunderstood by almost everyone- young and old alike- who does not share in its treasures. You will not understand it but you will encounter others who share in my inner joy and peace. I hope you can find it in your heart be kind to these people. It will make a difference for you both.      Have a good summer and please be safe. I look forward to following your outstanding accomplishments in high school and beyond.   Take Care, Sra. McIver   P.S. Virginia, you forgot to sign your name but you used great voice! Remember, I'm an English teacher first:)

 

Don't be fooled, in real life she is not taht intelegent.

Misson Acomplished

I have my bagel. I am happy

Our socity today

One day there was a gril with blondish hair. This girl loved bagels, but rarly got to partake in this most deliciouse breakfest food.

One day the girl was beign draged on vacation so her mother felt sorry for her, the mother baought the blondish haird girl two bagels.

The mother also told the girl to clean the house before she got home.

But the girl did not care about that, for she would soon consume the most deliciouse of foods with the strawberrie cream cheese topping, for that is what she had asked her mother to get.

However a great nightmear awaited the girl, as she approched the seemingly inncoent bagels, she noticed that it lacked something. That oh so creamy cream cheese of hte strawberrie varity was no where to be seen!

This was a trap by the mother to make the girl clean AND be bagleless. She was a viciouse mother, yes, this is true, but the blondish haird girl would not give up yet!

She got on her nobel bike and peddeld with all her might! Through the cold snoggy ground, past the perverted Barrens house, right on the the Village Pantry where she would find salvation! In cream form.

But alas! Her last hope, the VP, LACKED CREAM CHEESEY GOODNESS! Sure, it had peanut butter, and 5 kind of dip, but no cream cheese.

Apon ariving home, she spoke of this news to Kyle The Cow Boy. No one was quite sure where he got this title, but it would soon become apparent

Me: The village pantry dsn't have cream cheese.
Kyle: GASP!!!!!! WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO!
Me: I DON"T KNOW!
I
Kyle: its sad that we live in that kinda of society
Me: I have bagels! But lack the cream cheese need to enjoy the delicouse food!
Kyle: .....,..I HAVE A DREAM THAT ONE DAY BAGELS WILL ONCE AGAIN HAVE THERE DELEIOCUS COATING OF CREAMY O SO CREAMY CHEESE!

Me: Go to your refrigerator......open the door...get the cream cheeese....bring it to my house.
Kyle: ah .....but do we have any?
Me: Go to the refirgerator you must *I'm YODA!*
Kyle: but ..... the darkside is too strong!
Kyle: and if its not it hsould be
Kyle: or else thats somthing else this crudy sociotty has lost
Me: Its really a shame
Kyle: yep ..... what is the world coming to
Me: ITS GOING TO bE EMPTY OF CREAM CHEESE!
Kyle: ..... unless we all get a pcu
Kyle
Kyle: personel cow units
Kyle: for i cheese needs
Me: GASP!
Me: Your brillient!
Kyle: its a strech but i think it can be done!
Me: Perahps...
Me: I STILL LACK CREAMY GOODNESS!

We learn not all stories end happily, Princess Lea would of driven me, yet she lacked the vicheal necessary to do this act of kindness that would of ensured me cream cheesy goondness.

The kind father says peanutbutter is just as good. He knows NOTHING! Nothing can match cream cheese and its goodnesss, and I shall continue on with out it.

*tear*

Thus, it ends in a blazing ball of...strawberrie ice cream.

I'm begining to wonder if it will ever seank in. It hasn't yet, or rather perhaps it has, and somehow I've found closer to this impecable problem we all seem to find ourselves in. Or the mostlikly option is my brain has not yet comprehended this new information.

The information that I will never be able to go back.

And why in heavens name would you want to? Today many things happend, something strange, something normal, and something unexpected.

The normal? I argued with Mr. Barrett about lifes inner meaning. Strange? He somewhat had a point, and unexpected? I might agree with him.

The point? Missing things. You don't need to miss something to show you loved it, you need to learn from it, grow from it,  and most of all, embrace it will all your might.

Being happy isn't haveing everything perfect, its taking all the little good things, stringing them together and making the good better and more then the bad.

Thats from a movie I saw tonight with two of the most awesomest people I will ever have the chance to meet. Just us three girls, it was relaxing in a way knowing we could just be girls and not have to worry about what the guys would think.

Which is a fancy way of saying, if we cried, we wouldn't be emberessed.

And we did. Which is good and well because we all need to every now and then. As I watched that movie, I seemed to be awar of everything around me other then I guess...myself.

It was as if a sense of calm setteled over me and no matter what, nothing in the universe could interupt that moment in that old crappy movie theature. Like no matter what happend from there on out, everything would end okay.

Nothing could of pulled me out of that transe. I was completly awar that the speaker right above me was old and slightly squeeking, the people two rows up would soon be my class mates, and from the posistion I sat in, my legs looked skinnier then in reality.

Then we did what all important people do before they embark on a journy with unknow outcomes.

We got ice cream, in cone form to be sure.

And then, with ice cream cones in hand, we piled into one of those small picture booths to take one last look at our fomral selves before highschool, and life, and pain changes us.

I hope the pictures arn't a sign of things to come, they wern't glamerouse, but they were us.

And when we came out of that picture booth, with the same ice cream that we went in with, *some on my shirt, mind you* we were no longer the proud, brave, 8th graders as we had been, but freshmen, scum of the earth.

We then proceded to run out of the mall which was closed at the time,  like the little middle schoolers we are at heart.

Cheers to the begining.

WARNING! CONTAINS VAST IMMATURITY! YET SLIGHTLY FUNNY!

*At the movies a scean comes up with two people sitting on a beach with the guys arm over the girls sholder*

I lean over to Kristi and say.. "This is when the Trojen man runs accross"

*Needless to say, we had quite the giggle*

Finals. Day 2

Today I did everything in my power to not think. Even while taking the Algebra final, I did my very bestest not to put a coherent thought together.

And it worked in truth.

But on with the earlier day. It began with me asking D.J where our spanish final was, then asking Joey, then when both of them turned out ot be completly useless, I asked Jon.

Jon aslo was not worth asking.

HOWEVER! He asked McIver while I stood a safe distance away from the She Devil. *Its a good thing I don't resort to name calling*

Its a good thing he asked, because I would of waited in the cafiteria for a long while because the final is tomorrow. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME!

So now I'm franticly studying for Algebra, running around filling out Science guids, and review the numbers in spanish. This lasted for a whoping 5mins until I took a "Lets make Kristi clean out my locker" brake.

Kristi didn't clean out my locker, but thats the way the cookie crumbles.

All in all the day was a good one. I manged to have one final prestentation bomb while in health. I think its a bad thing when your group members sit down in the middle of your talk about LSD.

Algebra would of been easy if I had studied like I planed to. Which I didn't, so it was less that satisfactory.

It's not quite sunk in that tomorrow is my last day in 8th grade, the last day I get to see my friends every day. I don't know how I will handle not seeing them all the time. It's been 5hrs sense I've talked to Jon and I am suffering withdrawel.

Luckly the parents have me on a 8 day bluegrass program known as Vacation. With a capitol V. Yep...

Only even though it hasn't quite sunken in, I think somehwere in my selfconsciouse it knows things are changing, because I've suddenly lost all drive to study for anything, which could prove disasterouse come tomorrow's finals.

I also wore the infamouse sandles with socks. 6 people acted as though I was creating a great moral injustice by this act of socks. Perhaps they expected better from I of great fashon sense. Or perhaps they are just nosy. Either way, it's my last few days of 8th grade and I'll freakin wear what I want.

Peoples: Chelsea's mom went to Las Vagas.

Jon: Ah, Las Vegas, you put a quarter in and they give you the fun.

Some person: It's her mom!

Toady, I was eaten by a tomato.

With two days left of school, I found it necessary to get a head start and not study at all for finals!

Until my mommy made me, she's very uh..perswaysive. Yep.

You know what? I just relized something, I don't feel like updated. So you know what? I'm going to stop now.

......and now I'm back. You know waht sucks? I have to shower tonight. I've gotten rather used to this shower in the morning bussness.

But I have finals. Finals suck, I hate them. I suppose thats kinda a given, I mean, who actually likes finals? Teachers don't, I don't, other people don't, but most importantly, I don't.

Speaking of Mexico, I got a sunburn today. When I say today, I mean yesterday. It's a very angry red color.

Becasue you know, not all sunburns are red. No, this isn't very well known information, but some sunburns turn blue. It's true, I'm not making this up. I'm risking everything by letting this information leak.

Learn from this people, never tell me your deap dark secrets, I will end up informing all 2people who read this.

Actually, I'm very good at keeping secrets, really, I have no one to tell. Thats how sad my little life is. My problem seems to be with honosty and procrastenating.

So.....yep. Finals tomorrow, I think I already told you that. Spanish is the one I'm not worried about. I know I"m going to fail. However, I have mastered the sentance "Un momento profavor" so if they ask me that, I'm in good shape.

I think it translates into "Excuse me, do you know where I left my pudding?"

No, no it does not. But it should, because thats a darn nifty thing to know how to say. Why, I can think of a whole...2.5 *thats two in a half for all you stupid people* scenarios when it would be needed to say that in Spanish.

Anyhoo, everyone knows what finals mean, yes, thats right. Orange Juice.

Why? We all know that O.J is a important part to a balanced breakfest, and we all know those are important to finals. Or so they say...Personaly, the breakfest thing never really worked out for me.

I think its a hoax. Yeeeeeeees. Thats right...HOLY CRAP!

Tomorrow is my last day of McIver! E.V.E.R

Lets take a moment to remember this...moment.

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*Flashback ends*

I"m off the save the world using only a balogna sandwich and my spanish skills!

*Jumps away*

Family Reunions

Here in Indiana, memorial day is known for the Indy 500. Now, we can't actually watch it on T.V because they don't show it, they want us to go see it. So, all us lazy people listen to it on the radio.

I also suppose Memorial Day is for family picnic things. Though my Social Studies teacher says its to remember soldiures. Yeah, we'll do that too.

Anyhoo, I was forced to go spend family bonding time with an assortment of deranged relitives I'm pretty sure I'm not related to. Really, I think people off the street just stoped by for food.

Which was kinda dumb becase they didn't even have cake. I'm making sure there is cake next time.

The only good thing was this was the OTHER family.. Meaning, not realted to my mom, not the Ancestors, not snooty, not filthy rich, *With acceptions*  and not proper.

With the mothers family you 'dress' for dinner, you use the wrong fork and your shunned. I'm not kidding, just ask Cousin Eddy, or better yet, don't. He's kinda off these days.

With the OTHER family, we find it best not to use forks. Mind you, these people were most likly fun at one point in their life, but now they are old, or they are young, and gosh darn I'm quite the outsider.

But oh was it fun watching people fish for 6hrs.

But Patrick got third/forth in the race!

...Yum..French Fries..

HAPPY 2000

I'd like you direct your attention to the hit counter, yep, the big 2000!

 

Thank you, that is all

A true friend

 Virginia’s really lazy. Thought everyone should know that. This is Kristi. I’m editing her stupid blog cause she  is that lazy. Uhmm. . .. What to put. . .She wanted me to talk about how cool she is but we all know that would be a lie.  I would put an art thingie on here but you guys are fortunate enough that I have no Idea how to. So that means that you won’t have to see that gay Jane thing. * I think Virginia’s in love with a chick named Jane if you ask me.*

Ok, I’m done.

Leave comments.

-Kristi

 

 

Okay, the Ja-Ne thing is a way of saying "see ya later" and what not in Japanese, I don't even know a Jane, and Krsiti is mean.

Teacher: Name the 5 stages of matter *Yes, there are five*

Class: Liquid, Solid, Gas, Plasma..

Ester: BUGS! Is bugs one!?

Teacher: I was looking for BEC....

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There you ahve it, the five stages of matter. Liquid, Solid, Gas, Plasma, And Bose Enistine Condienseation.

Hows that for a science lesson?

Stairs, Sneezes, and Socks. *needes something else that started with an S*

Righto chap. Feeling much better, seems that 15hrs of drug induced sleep does the body good, even when odd dreams occur.

I had three dreams last night, all of which were about assorted friends going to the hospital, then going to the park.

Parks are fun. Hospitals are not.

Today in honor of not falling asleep at 7, I decided to do the laundry. On the way down the stairs with the laundry, I sneezed, triped on my English Binder, and fell the remaining 7steps. This can only mean one thing...

My theory that schooling is deadly is true. Its the only answer. No, do not think that everything would of been fine had I cleaned the steps when my mom told me a week ago. Becasue it most certanly wouldn't of been. Your lucky I'm alive or you wouldn't have these wonderful things to look foward to.

Kristi asked me a question about yesterday. I told her I didn't know because I was only half alive. Then I relized thats usually how I operate and so far so good.

Because if your in tip top condition you have the urge to do crazy things like laundry, you trip on your homework which you also did, fall down the stairs, and die.

Thus procrastenating is the way to live longer! Think about it, procrastenators don't get around to hurting them self!

Today we took our ITE final and I relzied that perhaps I should of done some of the computer work insted of having Jon do it all. Yep, I'm so going to fail that class.

But you know what? Who flippin cares? Not I, not I at all. No, what I do have to worry about is what to eat. I have been informed I am incharge of my own dinner tonight.

Can you say pizza tacos? With orange soda of course.

Randome Person in English class: Yesterday I seen you at the store!

Mrs. Peoples: Someone don't got good English.

*She wasn't trying to make a joke*

passing out

passing out is fun

Letters from the teacher

In contrairy to the song I am listening to, I am not feeling very perky. It's realll quite a shame, but I'd like nothing more then to pass out for the next few days.

But I won't and I can't so I shall continue the rambelings of a 8th grader.

As we all know, I love Algebra. It is quite possibly my lifes calling, I don't know how I'd live with out it, I understand it more then anything else in this world.

That is what I'd be saying were I some other kid, in another town, far, far away from Mr. Barrett. Insted, I force my way through homeowkr and leave lovly little comments on my papers.

Yesterday he passed the papers back and to my not so surprise he left comments back! Lets go through them.

Me: I don't get this crap!

Barett: It appears as though you do.

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Me: Dear Mr Homework,

I am quite certain that the homework assignment took three years off my life, I despise you and your teaching methoids.

                                          Sinceraly Virginia

Barett: Well, with all of the new technology I guess this means you can only live 134years. Thanks for the compliment. :)

                                                       Sincerely,

                                                                   Teaching Methods

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Me: I really really really dislike you!

                                            A concerned Student

Barett: What does concemed mean? :)

*Yes, my handwriting is a bit sloppy*

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Me: This homework brought to you complaments of the calculator.

Barett: Thats what you were supposed to do anyway :)

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Me: You suck Mr. B!

Barrett: YEAH YOU TOO! :)

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Me: I HATE FACTORING!

Berett: But its So fun! :)

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Anyone else notice the over use of the smilie face after all of his messages? A few of those smilies were disorted things, frightening really.

 I found a dinasore today. It's name was Lucifise.

How do I know this? Anyone remember the depantsing issue?

Yep, I found Kristi's stupid dianasore in Science.

I was even nice and gave it back to her!

Me: Look what I found! Kristi's stupid dinasore!

Laura: How do you know its Kristi's?

Me: How many other 8th grade girls carry a dinasore around?

Laura: True...

P.S I wore socks with sandels, I originaly didn't have the socks on, but my feet started to hurt so on went the socks. Kristen said I crack her up, Ben said I'm a loser.

You win some you loose some.

Oh, speaking of being a loser, I got MVP for girl's track. Yay?

stupid rich people

Alrighty, this girl is having her sweet 16, she's getting a car, she's getting a dress, in Paris.

For 10,000 dollars. Thats the dress, not the car, the car is a Land Rover.

She auditiond like 7 guys to carry her into her party, all of them were polo players. What is it with polo players?

She wants a poney, in the room, for her party.

 What do I want for my sweet 16? A pizza.

With lots of cheese.

Oh look! Quote from the show! "If you don'[t get me a car on October 25th I'll never talk to you again!"

I know I know, but she's not mean, really she's not! She's just your avrage spoild millionair who cares about no one but her poney and polo players.

Okay, now, this is all BEFORE her 16th birthday so technicly she's 15. She's one year older then me. Thats it.

I really want that pizza. The rest of the money can go to charity or the rubber factory or something.

"I don't have an ATM or my Car! They killed my birthday!"

I am so getting that pizza. Who needs polo boys? Or Paris, or a Dress, Or a car, or a ATM? Just me and that pizza, sucha wonderful wonderful pizza.

And who wants to wear a dress on your birthday? Not I, it would interfear with my pizza eating.

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School is fun, school is good, school is slowly sucking my life out of me. But that is school.

Me: Wind sucks
Kristi: itd be alot warmer if it wasnt windy
Kristi: *it messes my hair up*
Me: lol
Me: i can't rollerblade against he wind
Kristi : lol
Kristi: go with it!
Me: Oh?
Me: So how would I get  back?
Kristi : yeah. . .
Kristi :rollerblading backwards
Me: ....
Me: I don't think that would work

"I'm not out to change the world, just a few minds"-Toast

Medley

Da da da da da da da daaaaaaa BATMAN!

 

Hows that for an update?

Yay!

So what does a 14year old girl do on a Friday night? I mean sure, I'm invited to like 14parties, and its difficult for me to decide which to go to, but how does one decided which party to attend? Its really quite simple.

Be like me, act like a nerd, and go to the only party available to you.

It. Was. Awesome.

So I won't bore you all with minor little details, but rather, a list, in no particular order, of events of importants.

1. Derek can not eat for 5hrs strait.

2. It is possible to get stuck to a velcro wall and not kill yourself.

3. Unless your a guy, then its going to hurt.

4. Pizza, is good.

5. Pizza with a twenky, a chockolet cookies, and a cheeto, is not.

6. Bublle Boy is a good movie.

7. I think.

8. When D.J hits you on the head with a vollyball, it means he has accepted you.

9. I have a bruse to prove I've been accepted.

10. Its really cool looking.

11. Magical Maze is a bummer to set up.

12. Posing for pictures in odd ways isn't fun.

13. Throwing water at Jon is.

14. Only until he puts an ice cube down my shirt...

15. And then pours a cup of water down my neck.

 

Yep. Lists are fun, but I'm tired to typing this stupid thing. So I"ll stop and leave you with this

Jon : Bored out of my mind.

Virginia : I'm sorry. Have you tried alphabatizing your socks?

Jon : ... No. And I don't think I will.

Virginia : Thats good, because it would be difficult.

Virginia : I mean, how does one go about alphabiatizing their socks?

Jon : I haven't a clue.

 

P.S We got the year books today, I'm in it 11 times. Yay!?

Foooooooooooood

Me? How am I you ask? I'm okay I guess. I suppose I should start at the begining, and go towars the end, becasue taht seems to be the way people like to do it. As apposed to starting at the end and going to the begining.

It all involves a ping pong ball, a chipmunk, and a long trip to Mexico.

Well no, not really, but that be cool if it did. No, this invovled chior.

Well, no, no it didn't. This invovled me.

Yep. Thats how it happend folks.

What else....stupid homework so close to hte end of school. Ediot teachers.

God I'm hungry.

Stupid chior, I hate chior. This entry has been pointless

Antindote!

 

Me: SPIDER!

Leonte: Wow! *grabs paper and starts following spider* He's..no! ITs a she! She's so light! I can feel her!

*Spider falls to groud, I try to step on it*

Leonte: NOOOOOOO DON"T KILL HER! Run to freedome!

*Me on all fours looking for spider to smush*

Leonte: *He's still holding that paper* Nevermind! It's still on the paper! *he puts paper in my hair*

Me: AH! *High pitch girlish scream*

Jon: *Laughing*

Me: Shush, you know you'd scream just as loud were it you.

Jon: Probably louder, and more high pitched

 

I end this with this message. I am a jerk, do not talk to me for I will most likly make you cry.

Peace Love Multicolord papreclips

Thou art sports star

Ladies and Gents, you should feel honord to read the blog of the best shotputter in the city.

Thats right, 125lbs of blond hair just threw an 8lb ball 27ft.

I beat out Stamper, who actually trains for the stupid event. It's all a mind game you see, shotput that is.

I get to the meet only to find out Quillen didn't bring the shot or anything, so I just walked around with Laura who does discuss until I see Stamper with her dad practicing.

I walk over to the circle, by my self with no one else but the three f us around. I just sit down and stair at her. I'm sure I looked very impressive. I hear her dad whisper "She's forming a statagy"

Okay, what kind of stratigy is there to throwing a stupid ball? Really, this girl shouldn't  be worried, she beat me yesterday, why would today be differnt?

Becuase I'm pysicing the sucker out. First throw comes up and it turns out she's right before me. Great for me, horrible for her. I know what I have to beat while she lives in antispation. She gets a 26.6 on that first one.

I get 24.9, Which at the time, was my highest throw. Ever. So what hope do I have beating Stamper who is 200lbs heavier then me? She goes and gets teh shot, I say good job, she says good luck, she throws again.

26.6. Again. Mrs. Boles is threating me if I don't get a win. Don't know what she could do, the seasons over after this.

She gets the shot, she says good luck, I say good job. I throw, it hits the dirt which is good because thats what I was aiming for.

27something feet. I hear some of the parents muttering and Boles is cheering.

Stampers best is 26something.

She didn't get hte shot or say good luck the last time.

SHe only threw 25, I threw 26.

Some guy walks up to her dad and asks how she's doing *She was number 1* He says in this very angry tone "Second"

Guy: To who!?!

Stampers Dad: Her *points to me*

Guy: Haha! The little blond girl!?

Stampers Dad: Come on Alexis.

Mrs. Boles: YOU BEAT STAMPER! YOU BEAT STAMPER!

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Heh, had this long thing with Jon about youthgroups. I said I didn't like the people in mine.....Stampers in mine. Is it wrong to want to go to a place so you can silently brag?

With God praising too, of course.

No, Youth group isn't a good idea. Considering I made Stamper Cry.

Don't look at me like that! Its not like I was the one cheering me on or anything...

Heh, I won.

Stupid people and stupid things

In my endevor to avoid Algebra, I stumbeled upon the T.V, and with every good televison viewing experence come the wondeful commercials.

Ladies and Gents, let me introduce you to "DOODLE BEAR!"

A teady bear you can draw on, make your own, personalize *yes, thats the same thing* a way to expresse your natural artistic ability.

Well, I hate to be the braker of old news, but folks, you can do that with any teddy bear and some magic markers.

CRAFT TIME WITH TOAST!

Me: Now today boys and girls, we'll be taking these boring, yet perfectly acceptable to socity bears, and savigly mutilating them to our own whimes.

Randome Mindnumbing children: Yay! Your the coolest Virginia!

Me: I know, now everyone, grab your teadybear by the neck, this way, they can't escape and their screams are muffled. You can use anycolor you like to do anything you wish, I prefure to draw small eyepatches. Whats yours Billy?

Randome Kid who's name is apparently Billy: Mines a remake of the coolest superhero ever! Spiderman! You see, he's got the spider on his chest and everything!

Me: Wow Billy! That looks really great! Only, I"m sorry, Spiderman dims in compairishon to Cyclopes of the x-men, I'm afraid that I must put that hidiouse knock off of a superhero through the paper shredder.

Billy: NOT SPIDY!

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And so you see, children should never be allowed to express their creativitiy in frear of sevier emotion stress.

No, nothing like that has ever happend to me....yep, never was I told my doggy was ugly and "Spot" for a name wasn't original enough. Nope, never were my dreams of having an ordenary looking dog, named Spot, a perfectly respectful name might I add, crushed.

So...what about that wacky Indiana weather?

It sucks to shop for shorts in 40 degree weather.

So this guy named Don Merman, is a grill Cheese champion. Basicly, he eats food, and gets famouse/paid/jews of unimagenable riches.

Except you know, for that last part.

I gotta go fail Algebra.

Hotdigidy Dog *Heh, thats like Hotdog*

Things I have learned this week.

1. Even if there isn't coffee in it, anything from Starbucks will make you hyper, even orange juice.

2. It is possible for me to score higher on a Algebra test then Jon.

3. I compair my self with Jon too much.

4. I just learned number 3.

5. I could work as Lowes.

6. Sometimes, it is fun to slow dance. *Shut up Kristi*

7. The guy at Best Buy thinks I have good music tastes.

8. The girl at Best Buy thinks I'm anoying.

9. I go to Best Buy too often.

10. It is possible to enjoy your weekend.

11. Never tell your grandfather you have Algebra homework.

12. Sometimes the answer really is 7.

13. Jimi is the sloweset typer on the face of the earth.

14. He also is a proud bench sitter.

15. I'm obsessed with looking at pictures at my friends.

16. That little pile of cash does eventually run out.

17. Mom dosn't find it funny when I owe her 25dollars.

18. Two old ladies work at JC Pennys.

19. No one really knows what "J.C" stands for.

20. Teenagers like to changer their minds. A lot.

21. Deciding what lamp to buy should not be taken lightly. *heh, a pun!*

And thats what I learned. Very few of those things came from a class room. Very few will I ever become famouse for knowing. Very few I remember...but remember this my friends, when doing your resurch report, do not prepair, rather pray that the school is hit by an astroid and the project will be postponed.

In the unlikly even this acutally happens, don't use the new alloted time to get your presentation together, rather spend it cooking for the hungry, and reading to the eyeless.

Yes, the eyeless, Yes, I stole that from a movie. No, I will not site my sorces! Why? Because this is a free country and I don't wanna!

*And I've forgotten what movie*

Me, Talking to Kristi on the internet.

Me: Hey!

Kristi: Hey! You get power back yet?

Me:......

Kristi: Okay..stupid question.