Puppy Potato

I love links

2010-02-03T14:04:00.001-08:00

The last link you will see on THIS blog particularly will be right down there.

Link!

Ha, I told you!

And actually, my new blog is pretty ugly right now so there's no need to be impressed yet. Wait a while longer and then you will see the prettiness.

Bye Bye! :)

Sad news...

2010-02-03T13:35:00.000-08:00

I might have to start a new blog. New semester, new opportunities. The URL to this one is really long anyway.

So it's not the end of life, it's just the end of THIS blog, breaking my long streak of posts at 112. That is the longest I have ever had a blog. Anyway, I will post later today the URL of my new blog.

Lydia's house!

2010-01-30T23:38:00.000-08:00

I don't know why, but being at Lydia's house is very exciting to me, mostly because on her Sims game, she has a LOT of mods that make character creation a lot more fun. I learned the basics about how to play a violin with her old beginner book, and I was reluctant to stop when she told me to.

So, I should start at the begginning.

My dad and Raechelle told me we were going to Portland for the entire weekend, and I needed a place to stay for the duration. So, I went to school and asked Lydia and she said, "I can't, I have community service!" so I asked Darian and she said it wasn't okay on Friday. When I was home, I got on good ol' FB and sent Astrid a message asking about the weekend, and she said no, and that she was going somewhere.

So that was wonderful, and my aunt and uncle stayed with me on Friday, when I learned that the parents weren't, in fact, leaving for the whole weekend, they were only leaving for Friday. So I basically did all of that asking about the entire weekend for no reason, which was actually fine with me, because that meant that I actually gave myself something to do.

Anyway, Darian, Lydia, and I made a plan together that I would go over to Darian's house for Friday night, and then Lydia could pick me up from Darian's house on her way back from community service. That was okay with most people, although my parents forgot that I had asked them if this could happen and they said yes (and I remember it distinctly) and then I bring it up later and they're like, "...What?" so yeah.

Later, I recieved a text from Darian saying, "Sorry, my mom says no". And that ruined the entire weekend plan, so I didn't go anywhere for Friday and my aunt and uncle watched me while my brother, who only has one friend, got a place to stay. I had more options, but everyone bailed out, and that is just how karma works, I guess. I'm not saying that I didn't have a good time with my aunt and uncle, but it's just unfortunate that I couldn't go anywhere else instead. Lydia and I were still on for today, and that brings me to where I am now, blogging yet again at someone else's house.

So yes. I forgot that I had a hot dog earlier this week (FINALLY) and had one again tonight for dinner at about 9:30 pm. However, what makes this at least kind of interesting is the fact that I forgot that I had one earlier this week and said, "Omigosh, I still haven't had a hot dog since 3 months ago!" Lydia implied that the lunchpeople served hot dogs earlier this week and the fact that I had one, and I said, much like my parents, "...What?" and then I remembered Emily commenting on how I eat my hot dogs at the lunch table, and then I said, "Oh, yeaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" and so yeah, and I have to go.

Until next time.

I'm sorry for posting again!

2010-01-27T21:35:00.000-08:00

I just thought of another important thing that I needed to tell you! Now that I think about it, it's not important at all, but I should just say it now and get it over with.

I use Google about 50 times in one day. It's really, really, really helpful. You can search for anything and it will bring about a result of some kind. There are certain search results that come about from typing in certain letters. With these pictures it would be best to click on them to get a bigger picture because it's still not easily legible at it's full size when I put them on the blog.

other things you should try:

what are

why are me

is it

why do i

can i get

why does

i'm eating

why won't

how can i ki

does

why can't i

why does vista

I know, there's a lot of them, but trust me, they all bring about at least one hilarious result.

Bye again and good night!

A Winter Poem.

2010-01-24T20:54:00.000-08:00

'WINTER'

a poem by

Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre

SH*T...It's Cold!

The End

Fight with my best friend that ended in a non-best-friendship...

2010-01-13T20:51:00.000-08:00

So I have an account with Skype, an online chatting forum. I had two friends that were contacts that I used most often. Those would be Lydia and Darian. She spelled absolutely wrong, I corrected her by reflex, and she got pissed. This is how the fight started between me and Darian (I will translate the text language we used for those who can't read it) :

Me: (You can ignore this if you want, but humor me and take this to mind, please) I would be okay with your wrong spelling if you put the "L" in front of the "T" because if you pronounced it now how it's spelled it would be ab-sow-l-tee (don't comment negatively, please!)

Darian: I will comment negatively, IT'S FRICKIN ONLINE CHAT! WHO (besides you) GIVES A DAM ABOUT SPELLING ON ONLINE CHAT! REALLY?!!

Those were her exact words, except I spelled everything better than she did.

Anyway, she decided to not ignore what I said, even though that was an option. I politely asked her not to comment negatively, and she did. She upright defied my wishes, and for the lesser good. I was surprised at her. She usually ignores that when I tell her I can. Then, later, she said something that was totally unnecessary:

Darian: And let me tell you this, [the guy I like who shall remain nameless] FLIRTED WITH ME YESTERDAY IN BAND!

You're starting to agree with me that she was being unreasonable right? Well, I gets worse. This is how much worse:

She began ranting about how I think she has "so many problems" and how "everything I do is wrong to you!" (which I never said, which is evidence that she assumes too much. Once she was done with her ranting, I wanted a minute without her saying anything so that I could explain how much she was wrong, and she kept trying to interrupt me, and when I said I didn't really care that ****** flirted with her in band because he flirts with everyone, she said, and I quote, "Oh, wait. Not EVERYONE."

And that is what set me off.

This is what I said, breaking off our friendship:

"Okay, yeah, I don't want to talk to you anymore, and the next messages you send I will NEVER read and I'm not gonna talk to you tomorrow, no matter how much you apologize. Bye, have a nice life without me."

I was very calm and civil. She replied by calling me a b****. About a half-hour later, she virtually screamed at me about how much of an a-hole I was, and warned me that she was going to tell ****** how I feel about him, which she hasn't done yet. Lydia is still friends with Darian, being a kind-of median. Darian always talks crap about me to Lydia, and so it's fun to see what new things she comes up with every day. And I don't think I deserve that kind of treatment from people, considering how I try to help her with grammar and spelling, which, in fact, she said would be good for me to teach her, earlier on in our friendship. The thing is, when she says mean things about me, she always tries to make it like it was written in a sappy movie script, and somewhat fails. So, this is the end of me and Darian, and I wanted everyone who reads my blog, even Darian who is a follower but hasn't read it since maybe September or October, to know that I will never accept her friendship again because I don't need this kind of crap from someone every single day.

Be happy and smile a lot!

~~Puppy Potato :D

I'm up WAAAAY too late.

2009-12-24T00:52:00.000-08:00

It's Christmas Eve. Yay!

So, anyway, even though I'm still up at 1 in the morning, you'll read this post at whatever time you do. Since I am so bored, I have been using Google Translator, and have come up with some funny German phrases. Forgive the small font, but it happens when I copy and paste, and I'm too lazy to fix it... :-\

"Wie viele Male muss ich Ihnen sagen? Der Löwenzahn gehen in den Mixer, Toaster nicht!"

"How many times have I told you? The dandelion goes in the blender, not the toaster!"

"Die Glühbirne wird jedes Kind die Seele zu essen, egal wie klein und Böse."

"The lightbulb will eat every child's soul, no matter how small and evil."

"Rettungsgürtel haben kleine Zähne, die tatsächlich zu essen, wie Sie Ihr Leben halten an ihnen fest, und dein Leben zu erhalten, bis Sie die Maustaste loslassen, und deshalb nennt man sie Rettungsgürtel."

"Life preservers have small teeth that actually eat your life as you hold on to them, and

preserve your life until you let go, and that's why they are called life preservers."

"Ein Schwarm von Meerschweinchen nur aß meinen Truthahn-Sandwich."

"A swarm of guinea pigs just ate my turkey sandwich."

"Ich mag meine Daumen auf meinen Händen Band zu sehen, was es sein möchte ein Dinosaurier sein"

"I like to tape my thumbs to my hands to see what it would be like to be a dinosaur."

"Ich mag es von Jesus als einem schelmischen Dachs denken."

"I like to think of Jesus as a mischievous badger."

"Mr. Happy Snowman sagt frohe Weihnachten an alle, die das Blog, Puppy Potato liest."

"Mr. Happy Snowman says merry Christmas to everyone who reads the blog Puppy Potato."

So there. Merry Christmas, people! See you some other time!

People Suck Sometimes...

2009-12-16T16:03:00.000-08:00

Actually, the day went pretty well until about lunchtime, when the staff wouldn't let us hang out where we usually would hang out, because it was raining.

After that was 4th period, science. Yesterday, we built sail cars out of K'NEX pieces, then attached little battery-powered fans by rubber bands to the top, facing the back, so that it would make the car go. Mine and Maresa's car was built perfectly, and there was no reason why it shouldn't have worked, because everybody else's were speeding along the tables, and ours, when it actually moved, and didn't just spin in really slow circles, moved really slow. Even one of the people from the group that had the best car couldn't figure out why it wasn't working.

Right before 5th period, Language Arts, I was reading a book, I Thought My Soul Would Rise and Fly: the Diary of Patsy, a Freed Girl, and my friend Maresa had already read it, and she answered all the questions that make a book interesting, so she just gave most of the book away.

During 6th period, social studies, there were a bunch of people I hate sitting at a group of desks next to where my friend, Isobel, and I were sitting, and one was at our group. They kept saying "Michael Jackson". I didn't know they were talking to me until later, when the one sitting at my table looked straight at me, and said "Michael Jackson". So I looked up and said, "Why do you call me that?" and he said, "Because you're so pale and you have black hair and you look like a dude. Anyway, look over there." So I looked where he was pointing, and one of the stupidest ones lifted up his shirt as if he was on Girls Gone Wild.

Who wouldn't get pissed off? They said I looked like a dude.

Anyway, later, I was kinda close to missing the bus because I was looking for my other friends, Darian and Lydia, and they had already left, so I started walking towards my bus, when Shawna, one of the people that hangs out around me and my friends, comes walking up, and says, "Look who it is, the emo girl!" Which she said obviously just to piss me off, because she actually cuts herself. So, like any self-respecting person, I looked her straight in the eye, and yelled in her face, "Look who's talking!" and walked away.

Now, when I got on the bus, a really annoying short person, Gianni, was sitting in the front, where most people who ride my bus who I hate sit, and right as I got on the bus, he put his arm across the walkway so I couldn't get through, and shouted, "Hey, look! Michael Jackson's on the bus!" and almost the entire front half of the bus at least laughed a little, so I kept walking and knocked down his arm, and found an empty seat.

Now this especially pisses me off, because now people are going to start calling me Michael Jackson, and pretty soon, I'm going to be known throughout the whole school as Michael Jackson. Not only that, but I usually try to be as low-key and unnoticeable as possible, and this just ruins it.

The person who "flashed" in 6th period, Isobel hates so much that she actually said that she was, and I quote, going to kick his a*s. And then Maresa said that she would help her with that.

So, more to the point, this was the first day that I had ever dealt with being made fun of.

Not Only Bob Schneider, Either...

2009-12-09T20:54:00.000-08:00

Also Ingrid Michaelson, Jason Mraz, Florence and the Machine, etc... basically music no one my age has ever heard of.

Anyway, this post should have been called, "OMG MY LIFE IS WEIRD!!!"

Well, maybe not exactly like that. But something along the lines of that.

So. The last post I wrote I wanted to include The Boy that must remain anonymous. Don't ask me why, because then I would just get a bunch of unanswered comments in my comment bin, for lack of better word. And parents, don't leave a comment saying, "It's ______, isn't it," because he might read my blog. Probably not, but if he did and read the post with HIS name on it, saying I like him, he would never look at me the same way.

So, yeah. Also, I dyed my hair black, here is a picture:

Wait, wrong one, but close to how I feel right now... which would be a devious little kitten in a teapot.

So yeah, that's how I look now. People have said (specifically at school) that I look better with blonde hair. I tell them that it would have been nice to have their imput BEFORE I dyed my hair, because those comments make no difference now. People who are stuck-up, spoiled prisses say, "I think she's emo" or "I think she's goth" when I am within hearing distance of them. And they say it really loudly, which really pisses me of, because it's like they think that because I'm not like them, I can't hear them.

So. Today, I had guitar class after school with Darian, Lydia, The Boy, his best friend, and some other people I don't know really well. Darian and I traded "Hobo Gloves". They're fingerless except for the thumb and there's a cloth thing on the back that fastens with a button and you can pull it over your fingers to make mittens. Picture:

Her's are softer than mine, and I wish that I could have them. She likes mine better anyway, but, alas, her mom will get mad.

So yeah. Raechelle has to get a new car, because it was totaled in a 5-car pileup, which is sad because she bonded with it and treated it like a best friend. It's name was Ruby. Ruby died. And I was just starting to get used to her too.

We have just about gotten settled into our new house, that has pretty Christmas lights. Picture.

So now I really need to get ready for bed, or my parents are going to yell at me like there's no tomorrow. We've already had this conversation. "We need to go to bed too" "You can 'finish up' whatever you're doing after you're ready for bed", yeah. I need to go to bed. Procrastination WILL BE DEFEATED... someday.

I Love You, Bob Schneider...

2009-11-05T17:30:00.001-08:00

Especially three particular songs:

40 Dogs
Tarantula
Trash

I love them.

My favorite verse from 40 Dogs is:

Sometimes you remind me of a moonbeam, or the ghost of a moonbeam down on the beach, down by the coast,
Slipping through the Nila like the most beautiful thing I've ever seen

That's my favorite verse.

On a different note, our house is WAY more like home since we moved in. The claw-foot tub upstairs has been converted to a shower, mirrors, pictures, and posters have been hung up, the electricity has been rewired, and the windows have been replaced.

I celebrated my first Halloween in this house on the 31st. The people on our street were much friendlier than the people on our old street would have been.

On yet another note, I want a coloring book like the ones that I had when I was little. I have NO idea why, but I have this brand new box of crayons and this brand new box of markers, and nothing to use them on, because I only have creative spurts that actually produce good ideas when I'm bored, and I can't just tell myself, "Draw, DRAW!" Because I've tried that and it produced a horrible drawing. When I was bored, I sketched a silhouette of a wolf sitting on top of a rock in a forest howling at the moon on a starlit night, and now it is sitting in a frame on my wall. When I wasn't bored, I made an extremely horrible video and ACTUALLY posted it on YouTube. When I was bored, I drew three pictures of great-looking fish and a picture of Plankton from Spongebob Squarepants. There are many different examples of how I can't be creative on demand, I can only draw, write, or make moderately good YouTube videos when I'm bored out of my mind.

I also want an easel, because I have all these paints and paint brushes lying around, and they are being put to no use whatsoever. These could also be used to paint miniatures, but I don't have any miniatures to paint.

Speaking of painting, this is what I want to d0 with my first car:

I want my first car to be white. I will drive it until it breaks and can not move ever again. Then I will put it somewhere that is sheltered from the rain and paint it with a sea theme. During all of this, yes, I will get a new car.

On ANOTHER note, I recently discovered that I am farsighted unless I strain my eyes. I like to relax my eyes, and when I do I can only see far away.

Well, thanks to the 11 viewers that I still have, as opposed to the other 30 some viewers that I used to have, and this should last people a few days, but right now, Family Guy awaits...

Fill-in

2009-10-06T20:49:00.000-07:00

A lot has gone on since the last time I blogged.

I moved into a house that is (ha) smaller than my old one, after the bank never took our offer, nor declined it on the 7-bedroom house that we had wanted to buy.

Went to Bellingham and stayed at Nana's house (anybody who doesn't know who I'm talking about when I say "Nana" doesn't need to know who Nana is, thankyouverymuch.

I got sick with a cough, then later developed into a cold, still am coughing, missed two days of school, going back tomorrow.

I got a new laptop! Whee! (I love it because it's pretty...)

That actually isn't a lot, but it feels like a lot to me.

Byebye!

[Place Title Here]

2009-08-18T18:32:00.001-07:00

My dad has introduced me to a new web series, called The Guild.

It's funny because it's true.

I am now approaching the last weekend of the musical that I am in called The Music Man. You have most likely heard of it, let alone seen it.

I am getting really boring now, so before I bore you to death, I will leave.

Byeas!

Hello Mr. Blog. How are you doing?

2009-08-05T16:22:00.001-07:00

I'm losing viewers!!! Oh noes!!!

Well, anywayses, I am at home and Tyler is playing Jak & Daxter on the PS2 and my dad and grandpa are building a railing onto the front porch and I am sitting here, bored.

Well, only two more hours of this. Then I have to go to rehearsal for five hours. Whee.

My hair is still in the french braid from last night when I had to put my hair into a wig, and I'm pretty sure that my eyes are still dark from when I attempted to get rid of my eyeliner.

Oh, well.

VIDEOS!!!!!!!!!!!1!

Yay!!!

Update

2009-07-06T00:11:00.001-07:00

So, right now, I am at my friend Stormy's house, using her computer. I was going to blog anyway tonight.

Anywayses, I went to Wild Waves with Stormy today. It was more fun than I remember, mostly because I was chicken last time I went with her, and I didn't ride on any of the rides. This time was WAY different, though. Here's the story.

The first thing we did was rent lockers. Then we put all of our needless stuff like our clothes and stuff in the locker. Then we went to:

1st Attraction

The first ride we went on was the Raging River Ride, or Triple R. Basically what you would do would be to take an inner tube, either single or double up a really steep hill, then you climb stairs with the inner tube, then there are stairs where you get into the water and climb into your inner tube and there are fake currents that take you through a "cave" (they even got the leaks right) to your first drop which really isn't that steep. It's just a little hill where your butt gets scraped on the bottom, then you get splashed with water. Then you float around for a little while, then a lifeguard guides your inner tube to the next drop, which is a little steeper, and the splash is a bit bigger. But here's the thing; both times we rode this, Stormy and I got stuck floating around in circles and trying to paddle with our hands to get to the next drop, but we were stuck there floating around for at least twenty minutes before some guy came down the drop and rammed into us and made us go down the drop. Every time you drop, the splash gets bigger at the bottom, and the last splash almost gets you entirely underwater.

Anywayses,

2nd Attraction

Then Stormy and I went to the Activity pool, which was basically a pool, only there were three regular slides, a cannonball slide, a ledge where you can jump off the edge, and a stairway to a hot tub, which, for some reason, has these random dead queen ants floating around.

So yeah. I only swam around, but Stormy's stepdad went on the cannonball slide.

3rd Attraction

The Python.

Oh, yeah.

It's a waterslide that's exactly like a going down a parking garage spiral, except for the fact that it was faster, filled with water, and you were on your butt. I went on that twice.

4th Attraction

Konga River.

The Konga River is where you take a single inner tube and float around in a river and there are little waves and spouts of water and waterfalls where you get splashed with water.

5th Attraction

Foods.

Stormy and I ate a tiny pizza and a big cookie.

6th Attraction

Wave Pool.

That's where you swim around in a giant pool with fifty other people and jump whenever there's a wave. And honestly, the waves would be a lot bigger in real life.

7th Attraction

Many different attractions. Storny and her stepdad went on a wooden rollercoaster and then Stormy went on a big green spinny thing while I had a corndog, and then I went on the carousel, and then we all went to Puerto Vallarta for dinner, and then I went home, and then Stormy wanted me to spend the night, so I asked if it was okay, and it was okay, and then I went to pack my overnight bag, and then I went to Stormy's house, and then we hung out on her waterbed, and then we sat at the computer and did dtuff, and then I blogged and now I am going to watch Buffy.

See Yas!

MUPUB

2009-07-02T19:45:00.000-07:00

MUPUB stands for messed up pop-up book. My favorite song currently has a MUPUB in it. Embedding was disabled by request on You tube but I can give a link.

Link

Weird, huh?

Its' a great song though. It's kind of hard to understand the lyrics though, so here they are.

He went to sea for the day
He wanted to know what to say
When he's asked what he'd done
In the past to someone
That he loved endlessly
Now she's gone, so is he

I went to war every morning
I lost my way, but now I'm following
What you said in my arms
What I read in the charms
That I loved durably
Now it's dead and gone, and I am free

Ooh,
Ooh,

I went to sleep for the daytime
I shut my eyes to the sunshine
Turned my head away from the noise
Bruise and drip decay of childish toys
That I love arguably
All our labouring gone to seed

Ooh,
Ooh,

We went out to play for the evening
We wanted to hold on to the feeling
Of the stretch in the sun
And the breathlessness as we run
To the beach endlessly
As the sun creeps up on the sea

Ooh,
Ooh...

So yeah.

Anywayses, I did an experiment to compare YouTube comments. This is a comment from a Miley Cyrus video:

U rock miley awwsome song nd goood on doing da video:)

(Just to have fun I did a second one)

i wanna be a singer!

And this is a comment from the Lille video:

Wow, I really love this, so beautiful! The pop up book is amazing!

I am not making this up.

Then I compared usernames.

Miley Cyrus viewers:

#1 Hottgirlful
#2 TheCutestPuppyEver12

Lille viewer: Bommie16

If you think I'm kidding, see for yourself.
Link
Link

Now, do a comparison yourself. The comments on the Miley video had incorrect spellings and capitalization. However, the comment on Lille had correct spellings and capitalization. The usernames of the commenters on the Miley video were names that probably normal girls age 6-10 would pick, and the username for the commenter on the Lille video, although it didn't entirely make sense, was better than Hottgirlful or The CutestPuppyEver12.

I have always wanted to do this and the results I got were similar to the results I thought I was going to get. It's interesting how people's taste in music affects even a simple YouTube comment. Interesting.

Keep checking my blog now that I have more free time during the day!

See Yas.

Because it's Summer

2009-06-25T22:11:00.000-07:00

Because it's Summer
a short poem that doesn't rhyme and is horrible by me.

Because it's summer,
We don't get calls from schools

Because it's summer,
I stay up this late blogging

Don't blame me for the things that happen,
Blame summer!

The End

Did you like it?

Of course you didn't. I don't like it either.

Anyway, The news is in. Michael Jackson died of Cardiac Arrest today, and Farrah Fawcett died of cancer. Oh, there goes the 70's, as well. Poor people.

Here are some video clips to remember them by.

Michael Jackson - New Music - More Music Videos

Ah, the 70's. Star Wars, Star Trek, Charlie's angels, Blue Oyster Cult, etc. Yeah.

Nite-nite, peeps. Peace out!

I've Had My Shots...

2009-06-24T14:24:00.000-07:00

Bad News

I have lost proof. D:

Yes. That's right, emoticon; Oh noes.

Well, I also lost my wallet, so I can't get a cute little cell phone that I've had on my mind for days.

My kitty (The Elvis one) had a bad cold for a while and would go on sneezing rants and once actually sneezed blood on a couple of the window sills.

Good News

I finally got my dTap on Monday, so 1) now it is highly unlikely that I will get Tetanus and 2) Now the schools will stop bugging me about it! Yay!

I am having a School's Out party (Tiki themed, very exiting, with badminton!) on Saturday!

Oh yeah, did I mention IT'S SUMMER?! WOOT!

So yeah. Tom's fine, Elvis got over his cold, Tyler, Dad and Raechelle are fine (as far as I know...) and I found out what a ... is called; an ellipses (ee-LIP-sees)! And a * is an asterisk! And & is an ampersand!

ALSO, I consider myself to be a very creative person; I changed the background for this blog and it looks absolutely TERRIFIC! (I'm sorry, I have been reading too much l8r g8r and Angela has rubbed off on me) I am so proud of myself!

That is seriously a book. I wasn't kidding. Go here to see a summary and stuff!

Yep.

Bye.

Wazzup.

2009-05-23T22:32:00.000-07:00

Facebook is addicting. Seriously. I have been on it all day and all the different applications and little RPGs are awesome. They seem so stupid, but they're awesome!

Anyway, I am not at home tonight, I am at my friend's house. She let me use her family's computer and now I'm blogging.

We got a new kitty last Sunday and his name is Tom Shanks (har har). He is an orange tabby. He and Elvis clicked like they were brothers from the beginning. Tom was raised in a chicken coop and the chemicals in the feces (if you will) burned his paw pads, and made him lose a bunch of his fur. He also didn't get any excersise, so he was really skinny and... not muscular for lack of a better word.

I am a terrible blogger, more to the point. I never have anything to blog about anyway, and I forget when I actually do.

See? This is such a short post.

Gah! Mutiny!

2009-05-01T16:59:00.000-07:00

So.

My Dad asked me if I wanted to go with him to pick up a pizza from Pagliacci's, and I got all excited because I wanted to go with him. A while later, Tyler apparently said that he wanted to go with him. So I said, "Great! Let's both go!"

Apparently, whaaaat? That's crazy. "I can't take both of you."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because I have to take Tyler because he has to pick out his new phone."

Hmm.

They say that being a child isn't fair, but THIS... Is mutiny. Seriously, "I can't take you both"?? That's like saying, "I can't have two tigers in the forest, one has to eat!" Besides, his answer didn't even answer my question! It's a freaking four-person car! I know that Tyler has to pick out his new phone, but I can't come with? That's just stupid. Like I would ruin the whole thing.

IT'S A FREE COUNTRY!

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for!

2009-04-25T10:50:00.000-07:00

Drumroll, please...

A new post! Yay!

Don't give up hope yet! I'm still alive!

As much as I love this guy, the original makes more sense.

Warning: Turn the volume down again after that one. The beginning is really loud.

I love the lyrics.

This was a triumph
I'm making a note here:
Huge success
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction

Aperture science
We do what we must
because we can
For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead

But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake
And the science gets done
And you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive

I'm not even angry
I'm being so sincere right now
Even though you broke my heart and killed me
And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into a fire
As they burned it hurt because
I feel so happy for you

And these points of data make a beautiful line
And we're out of data
We're releasing on time
So I'm glad I got burned
Think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive

Go ahead and leave me
I think I'd prefer to stay inside
Maybe you'll find someone else to help you
Maybe Black Mesa
That was a joke
Ha ha
Fat chance
Anyway this cake is great
It's so delicious and moist

Look at me still talking when there's science to do
When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you
I've experiments to run
And there's research to be done on the people who are still alive

And believe me I am still alive
I'm doing science and I'm still alive
I feel fantastic and I'm still alive
When you're dying I'll be still alive
And when You're dead I will be still alive
Still alive
Still alive

So yeah, that's about all I have to say.

Truly sorry

2009-03-09T16:33:00.000-07:00

Again, I've been busy. Unlike SOME people who have so much free time but never blog... Chaya...

Happy Birthday to my friend, Giulia, who currently lives in the High Point "community" with cookie-cutter houses that are all the same except for their color. What really sucks about High Point, though, is that they never clean the pond and you share houses with people technically, because each house is split into two sides; one family lives on one side of the wall, and one family lives on the other side of the wall. Anyway, Giulia's 12 now. Lucky her. I'm still 11 and my birthday is in 6 months.

Welcome back to Astrid and her family who were in Disneyland for two weeks, and they all got back about two weeks ago.

Also happy birthday to Chaya, who will be 12 soon. I caught myself there. No personal info.

I got a new battery for my old v4.5 Tamagotchi who had a baby. When the baby grows up, I will take care of the baby until it has its own baby, and so on.

Well, hate to be blunt, but, goodbye.

Aw, Crap!

2009-02-01T19:11:00.000-08:00

Well, for whoever watched Superbowl XLIII (43) tonight, which most of you Seattlites out there haven't because it was Stealers (ugh.) vs. Cardinals,(no Hawks)the Stealers (who really live up to their name) won. Yeah. Not good.

23-27. Cardinals were SO CLOSE though, but Stealers kept punchin' people and kickin' people and beatin' up on people, and it really was fun to watch, but it sucked because the Stealers after the game were the first franchise to "win" 6 Superbowls in a row (5 of which were handed to them on a silver platter (by the officials)).

So that's about it.

Bye!

huff, puff Okay, huff puff Obama time. huff puff

2009-01-24T23:10:00.001-08:00

Okay, I am SO sorry that I haven't had time to post to my blog lately... REALLY sorry. But I have been weighed down with homework and friends want to come over, and I want to go to their house, and all that other stuff.

Anyway,

OBAMA ROCKS...

And you know it.

We watched the inauguration in 2nd period, as did everyone else. The only problem was that, no matter how much I tried, I COULD NOT CRY. Everyone else was crying, and I felt like crying, and my chin was trembling, but no tears were coming. I haven't cried in who knows how long. I think that I've gotten so tough that I can't even let tears flow. I can tell you I was SO close when I nicked myself really bad while shaving my legs today before the guests for the Christmas/engagement/housewarming party arrived. The pain was EXCRUTIATING and it burned so much, and I was whining and screaming (very quietly because I didn't want to disturb anybody) because it BURNED SO BAD!

The pain's gone now, and unfortunately I must be too... in a second.

Misty, the wife of my dad's friend, Jason, said that she thought that HTML is easy, and I said that one day she should teach me HTML (after my computer gets internet and I eventually get a webcam), because I have been inspired by Philip Defranco to do a Vlog (video blog)/internet show. I SO want to do one, but I need internet and a webcam and HTML knowledge, so it'll have to wait, but my heart is set on doing one someday.

So now I must be gone. Half because I need to pee, and half because there are guests in the house.

Oh, dear.

2008-12-31T17:08:00.000-08:00

Dad's going to Trish & Dan's place for New Years, and I'm going to my friend Darian's house for New Years, and Tyler's staying home, so Tyler will be all alone for New Years, like so many other people who I will not mention, mostly because there are so many of them that it would take more than a day-and-a-half to read the list.

My guinea pig, James, died today due to a hemorrhage (hem-mo-ridge), or bleeding A LOT uncontrollably, because he was old. He was bleeding through the mouth, which probably meant that he was hemorrhaging in the lungs, and he died very, very quickly. He died before he could ever know that he was in pain.

He was the last animal that knew Mom. He died on New Years Eve, too.

He survived a broken pelvis and a very smokey fire, which Dad saved him from, just because he was my favorite pet at the time.

Hoping highly that Omi (my great-grandmother (Omi is German for granny or nanny)) will recover fully from her hemorrage.

Happy New Year everybody!

Snowmageddon '08

2008-12-21T11:39:00.000-08:00

[Snow.]

Oh, darn. It's snowing again.

[Below freezing temperatures.]

MAN, I feel like I'm in freaking Canada!

Well, this was a really short post.

I will explain important events.

2008-12-18T20:32:00.000-08:00

Dad got engaged to Raechelle and vice versa last Saturday.

Darian and Astrid are like a married couple who have grown tired of each other, keep blaming things on each other and fighting.

No school since Tuesday, thank god for snow. (Notice I'm not capitalizing the word god because my teacher said to capitalize important things. Not that it's good grammar or anything. Just taking things slightly comically literally.)

We have 4 1/2 inches of the powdery white stuff down here in West Seattle, making Westwood Village look like a skating rink.

GAS! Gasgasgasgasgasgasgas! Gas has been happening for me for a long time. I know. Ew. Not MY fault.

PUPPIES!!

2008-12-16T15:07:00.000-08:00

PUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIESPUPPIES!!

PUPPIES!!

PUPPIES!!

OMG PUPPIES!!

The second link is cuter than the first one which will be closed next weekend because the last two are getting adopted. The second one's also skippy.

Also, I got my ears pierced! WHEEEEEEE!! They're soar sometimes.

The lady who put holes in my ears said that she would tell me when she was going to do it, and when she did it, she said, "deepbreath"CLICK! "deepbreath"CLICK! Done. End of story.

I don't like the boy I like anymore. he's mean and he doesn't believe in Santa. I kinda have my suspicions about him, but the spirit of it is fun, so I can pretty much say that I believe in Santa.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! <:D

Chain Emails

2008-12-07T11:32:00.000-08:00

I have been angry and annoyed in the last few posts and I just wanted to say a few things.

A girl in our class, Miana, Astsrid and I were having a conversation about religion, when Astrid said:

A: I don't believe in God.

M: Really?

A: Yeah.

M: Shame on you!

K: Really? Because I think people can believe what they want to believe.

(Miana stares at me for a while)

M: Get out of my business.

Ummmm... What?

I'm sorry, your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system... Kayleigh Downing... is not here at the moment. please record your message at the beep.

Hi, you've reached Kayleigh, but she isn't there. Please leave a message!

Beeeeep.

"Get out of my business!"

We're sorry. Your message is not valid. Please leave a different message at the beep.

"Really? Oh!"

If you are happy with your message, press 1.

Beep.

*Click*

Yes, I know all of that by heart. Nobody picks up their phones when I try to call them, so the automatic voice messaging system picks up.

Also, I sent an email to all of my friends asking politely to not send me chain letters. Guess who replied saying: "Why not? They're nice!"? Darian. (no offense) Maybe the ones that people send YOU are nice, but the ones that people send ME are annoying and threatening and sad.

Superstitious people that know me say that all my horrible bad luck happened because someone sent me a chain letter and I broke it, but I had never gotten a chain letter before when all that stuff happened. I started getting chain letters when I got my Gmail account, about a year ago.

I believed in them until I read some of the examples. Then I just thought to myself how likely that would have been anyway, so I started just deleting them. One that I got today said that that email had been around since 1864, but anyone with basic history knowledge would know that email has only been around since the 1980's, when internet was first invented.

Another one that I got today said:

Everybody knows the story of the tortoise and the hare, right? Well, after the race, the tortoise started getting really mad and started to eat people. Send this to as many people as you can, and he won't get you!

Do you know how surprising it was to see the number of people who SENT that?

*Sigh*. I should probably go now.

Arghack.

2008-11-26T21:25:00.000-08:00

Exclamation. Say when frustrated and stressed at the same time. Example: Arghack! I'm getting D's and I had a short day so all my classes were mixed up and confusing and I had to make Irish Soda Bread for Thanksgiving and it is mandatory to be in the house during Thanksgiving even though my best friend invited me to join her and her mom at a high-class spa for Thanksgiving! Arghack!

By the way, all that stuff was true.

I invented the word Arghack about, oh, 4 1/2 minutes ago. It's a mix of the words Argh and Ack. Arghack. Kind of like Grrnomrar, a mix of the words Grr, Nom and Rar. Grrnomrar. And Labradoodle is a mix of the words Labrador and poodle. Labradoodle.

Today in

the car, Tyler said "M.C.", meaning the Mc in McDonalds, which made me think of rappers, and then I thought of a funny word: Gigglewhack, I mixed the two together and voila! M.C. Gigglewhack. He says: "Fricky Fricky fresh to the fizzle fo shizzle mahizzle wonizzle fizzle fo fizzle... sizzle... and whatnot." Yeah, he's pretty awesome. Gues what the best part about him is? He's a lamonkey. Llama monkey. Pretty sweet, huh? Yeah, I can't imagine what he looks like either, so let's just say he looks like this:

No, no... Ah!

Pretty awesome, huh? Haha.

Just imagine him with a sideways baseball cap and a $ sign gold chain.

And that is M.C. Gigglewhack who says: "Fricky Fricky fresh to the fizzle fo shizzle mahizzle wonizzle fizzle fo fizzle... sizzle... and whatnot."

Heh. Bye.

More Stupid People

2008-11-24T20:48:00.000-08:00

Today, during gym, we had a choice between volleyball or basketball and volleyball was my choice, so we split up into teams of four. Dairian, Emily and(ugh.) Caeoshae (See-osh-ay) were on my team. Guess what Caeoshae did? She completely ignored the ball when it flew 2 inches away from her and was suprised when it hit her. Guess what else? She was the server and she SAT DOWN! When I saw her sitting down for the first time, I was on the brink of becoming a little kindergartener being a tattletale to tell Ms. Jolley that she was barely even trying. She was also acting like she was the center of the universe when Darian and I confronted her about it. She said that she was trying. Later, when we split to go change, I overheard her talking to one of her friends saying "They sucked. I was the best player on the team, and they started yelling at me for doing what I was supposed to do."

Oooof course.

I think I'm complaining too much. Nothing interestingly good has happened since November 12, except for the fact that I got a 33 out of 30 on my Packet Quiz.

I'm sad.

Hehe. I just thought of something funny (in geek language). That the abbreviation for experience, XP is the emoticon for gross or feeling sick or really funny face. Heh.

Club Penguin only sucks for one reason.

2008-11-12T17:27:00.000-08:00

And that reason is that the people who play Club Penguin are too young an inexperienced for MMO games. There are 2 examples that go with this.

1) at the coffee shop, someone was asking for the waitor.

Someone: waitor

Me: there is no waitor

Someone: y not

Me: because this is a coffee shop and there is a counter, and there is someone behind the counter (who, at the time, was me)

Someone: well how do ppl get their coffee

Me: [duh!] u come and get it

So yeah. I was thinking to myself "if you want a waitor, just go to the pizza place." 2) and then, I saw some other penguin sitting on the couch with the sad emoticon over her head and I saw someone else sitting there.

Someone else: whats wrong

Someone: im dateless

{Someone walks away}

Someone else: me guy

And then I quit. No one says things like that. Usually, people say: "im a guy", not "me guy". And MMO dating is such a bad idea, because you could be like 15 and the other person could be like, 8. Not a good idea. At all.

GAH! I'm furious. Bye.

GOOGLEWHACKING! WOOOOT!

2008-11-09T12:13:00.000-08:00

I got 1 hit! the words were "heelio dance joint". Here's the 1 result that I got:

ABC Online Forum

Intrestingly though I dont feel it when I have just run 10km or dance solidly for 3hrs.... Weird. From: J.F. ®, 23/05/2003 8:35:15 PM ...
www2b.abc.net.au/science/k2/stn/archives/archive55/newposts/490/topic490034.shtm - Similar pages - Note this

That's what I got.

For those (most) of you who don't know what Googlewhacking is, here is what it is (straight from wikipedia)

A Googlewhack is a Google search query consisting of any amount of words that returns a single result.

That's what a Googlewhack is. You can use Googlewhacking to clear your mind, or, better yet, distract you from stressful things in your life.

Trust me. It's fun.

Short hair!

2008-11-07T16:37:00.001-08:00

No, really. I cut it off.

BEFORE DURING AFTER

Yes we can!

Happy Halloween, Kiddies!

2008-11-01T11:10:00.000-07:00

Now who wants a mini 3 Muskateers?

Ah, Patton Oswalt. My second favorite comedian. My first is Dane Cook.

Excuse me while I put a Band-Aid on my toe.

No, really.

That hurts a lot less now.

Okay.

So, yesterday, there was a school dance and they played the Thriller by Micheal Jackson and Ms. Jolley (my gym teacher) was doing THE DANCE.

Then I got home from school and took a 2-hour nap after reading The Truth About Chuck Norris, then at 5:30, I went Trick or Treating with Astrid and her little sister, Zara.

I hit the JACKPOT BABY! my cauldron/candy collector got so full, I had to empty it and carry around a pillowcase as well. What sucks it someone was handing out oranges, and another person was handing stickers. Baby stickers.

Stormy's IMing me. Gotta go.

Long Time No See, People.

2008-10-29T21:07:00.000-07:00

Don't worry. I'm not abandoning my blog like SOMEBODY I know... Tyler...

So now I'm going to be Willow from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I even dyed my hair all red, and I have my whole costume planned out, and I'm going to carry around a spellbook and a cauldron as my candy bag. it might not be big enough, so I might just carry around something else too.

Anywayz... I just made my South Park avatar and it's SO cute. See for yourself.

So yeah... that's super cute.

I started reading the book ttfn by Lauren Myracle. All it is is three girls IMing each other.

I have got to get rid of this habit.

I'm betraying all my other books that I have started to read and gotten into, and then I start reading something else. I can't believe myself!

Oh yeah, and I'm acing over half my classes unlike SOMEBODY I know... Tyler...

CPR class starts tomorrow, and the Seattle Parks Department is going to visit, so I might be able to see Darlene (My down-the-street neighbor)!

g2g (Got to go) brb (be right back) not really. see you in 22 hours maybe!

My God.

2008-10-12T11:00:00.000-07:00

Two weeks without a post! What kind of blogger am I?

I have recently found out that I don't like my homeroom teacher and she doesn't like me.

You know how last time my progress report had 6 F's? Well, guess what? Not as bad as the one that I just got.

10 F's. You read right, 10 F's.

I mean really. I turned in half of the assignments that she said were missing.

I try my best to be a good student. I really do. And for me, Language Arts/Social Studies class is a breeze for me. That's the problem. It's too easy. Although in my math class, I miss out on all the important things because I have this new problem with daydreaming. I almost actually fell asleep once, If it wasn't for my lab partner to the rescue, asking me a question. He's in my grieving group at school.

Anyway,

Last weekend, me, Zadra (My only cousin), my grandma, Eva (my grandma's friend) and Paul (my grandma's friend's 14-year-old son) went on a camping trip at Kayak Point in yurts!

What is a yurt, you ask?

Well, a yurt is a cabin with heating, a coffee table and a couch.

The only thing that I want to blog about is the playground on the beach. there was an obstacle course and a really cool teeter totter, and a big climbing thing made of ropes and metal bits. I'll post pictures.

This one is the really cool teeter-totter.

From close to far: Me, unknown kid #1 - #5, Zadra, Paul.

This one is the really cool rope thing.

Sorry about the really low quality; I-phones aren't really that good at taking pictures. The really tall head is Paul, and below him is me on the left and Zadra on the right.

I'm starting to daydream again. Not very good.

Anyway, no more non-sequiturs.

Sorry, but I have run out of them.

Good bye.

Happy Birthday To Me!!!

2008-09-30T16:05:00.000-07:00

11 years ago today, I was born using the Shettles Method of Gender Selection.

I was quite the excited one. 5 1/2 hours, to be exact, including water breakage and labor. Tyler... not so easy. They had to bring in a second birthing coach, AND he got stuck twice.

So anyway, I grew up on the stage, starting with ballet and tap dancing, then moving on to jazz and tap dancing, then I quit dancing altogether and decided to become an actress and play the clarinet, guitar, piano/keyboards, recorder, bass guitar and I can sing. I even helped my mom in the light booth once. But then Tyler ruined it by kicking me off the second stool and making me push him back off again, so we had to leave. I also gave out programs for Anything Goes, the last show at Arts West.

So anyway, I'm gonna go because Darian could be here any minute.

Non-Seqitur:

I have a monkey flinger.

Bye.

Good For Me!

2008-09-26T15:17:00.000-07:00

I went from belt hole #2 to belt hole #4 in 2 days! Now all we need is a scale, and I can measure how heavy I am! I had lost three pounds since I saw the doctor, now I bet that I'm a few pounds lighter.

I also have some bad news. The bad news is that Darian (my new friend) wasn't here today, but we had had previous plans that she would walk home with me and spend 2 hours at most at my house.

More good news! My birthday party is tomorrow! Oreo cake and 13 Going on 30 tomorrow night, and during the day, Pike Place with Stormy, then the next morning, Dutch Babies for breakfast!

I was just a ledge for my cat. He likes to be up on high ledges.

Anyway, I'm done, and that was my report!

Non-Sequitur of the day:

So I had this incident with beef once...

That came from a misunderstanding. Raechelle said "State sales" and I thought she said "Steakhouse", steak made me think of beef, beef made me think of my incident with beef.

Goodbye.

PPPBBBTTTH!

2008-09-21T19:04:00.001-07:00

That was the sound of, uh, someone making a rude noise, I guess. No other way to explain it.

Man, I gotta learn to post later in the day so that I don't post in the morning and then when we do stuff, I have to post about it.

And another thing is, I shouldn't post because I'm bored. I should post because something actually happened today.

So anyway, to get to my sole purpose of blogging, today was my first trip to Archie McPhee. Oh yeah! That reminds me:

Adding to my birthday wish list; an RC zombie. It looks SO COOL! Alas, $24.95 per zombie. Oh well. And you know what? I could have used my ATM card to get $25 from a BECU ATM, but NOOOO. Dad just had to say "No". He didn't even tell me why.

So anyway, back to Archie McPhee. They sell the weirdest things, that usually have something to do with pickles, bacon and toast, such as pickle bandages, tic-tac-toast and bacon jellybeans. We only bought some catapult guns as party favors. We got ones with terrified pickles, flying monkeys, cupids, pigs, cattle, rubber chickens and devil duckies. Guess who's getting which? Meh. Now that I think about it, who really cares? They all shoot silly things.

Non-sequador:

My thumbnail tastes like cake.

Bye.

WOOT!

2008-09-21T09:35:00.000-07:00

I had the BEST time at the Puyallup Fair on Friday!

I didn't really ride any rides except for this thing called Party which is just like you're at a crazy high school party. At the end, you can hardly stand up because you're standing in a spinny tunnel, which is highly appropriate, considering that it's just like a crazy high school party, not that I know what that's like, and somewhere in the middle, there are those steel bar things that you see in the security thing at the airport and it's also known as what hotdogs roll on at the factories.

Man, that was a long paragraph.

I also won a stuffed frog in a fishing game and a squeaky inflatable hammer from one of those bell ringing things. Then on the bus back to school, some kid gave me his brown monkey, and I gave my stuffed frog to Astrid in exchange for Yoshi's Island for the DS. But if I don't get Yoshi's Island, I'll get my frog back. Hopefully in mint condition. If she doesn't give me either, however, she has to get me something REALLY nice or else I'll be furious. She also bought me a wooden rose. I painted a pot especially for it and now they're both sitting on my windowsill.

On another subject: I have been known to my uncle and his friends as the girl who enjoys punching little kindergarteners in the face. I don't know how that happened, because when I wanted to be evil in Fable, I had to punch a little kindergartener in the face, but then I felt sad and restarted my game and became good.

Did I enjoy that?

I think not.

Oh, and whoever voted that Obama doesn't rock, good for you. Have your own opinion.

Now there will be the Non-Sequitir of the day:

My upper lip smells funny.

Goodbye.

Update

2008-09-18T21:15:00.000-07:00

With, you know, school and everything, I thought I'd give you an update for everything that's been going on in the past four days.

I saw the doctor today. It was the first time that I had ever gotten a visit to the doctor to see how far along I was in puberty. It was kinda uncomfortable, but at least its done and out of the way. I also noticed today the first signs of armpit hair. Yaaaaay! Yeah, not really.

Anyway, I got my weekly Site Meter report and it said that I got 71 views this week.

I got my first progress report in school.

At least I mostly passed.

I've never been to a school with grades, so I'm still trying to get this clear; anything above a C means you passed, right? Leave a comment!

BYE!

I Give Up!

2008-09-14T15:53:00.000-07:00

I tried. I really did. I just don't get it.

I mean, as much as I love the Seahawks, everyone's screaming "SACK!" at the TV and I remain seated and confused.

I just don't get it.

I really want to get into football so that when I'm 16, it'll be easier to get a date. But I try and I try and I just don't get it.

*sigh*. The only thing left to do is to play Animal Crossing. I guess that's a good thing. If you have a Nintendo DS, get Animal Crossing. I highly recommend it for people of all genders and ages.

Ugh.

2008-09-12T18:37:00.000-07:00

4 things horrible about female puberty:

menstrual cramps
sweating. A LOT.
mood swings

example of mood swings:

"I HATE YOU! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! *sob* How COULD you! Okay! time to go home now! La la la la la!"

and 4. worrying about your period coming tomorrow or the next day or the next day.

*sigh* It sucks to be 11.

Happy Brithday, 9-11!

2008-09-11T19:20:00.000-07:00

Sorry I haven't blogged in a few days, but my teachers in 1st-4th periods have been giving me loads of homework, but today they didn't give me much, so I had time to do stuff.

Anyway, today is the 7th birthday of 9-11. I didn't even know until just now that I was alive when the twin towers collapsed.

The thought just came into my head, but whenever I said that I was born in the 20th century, everyone says "No you weren't!"

Or at least they did in 5th grade.

I have a quesadilla and Scrubs waiting, I'm gonna split.

No Way!

2008-09-09T15:33:00.000-07:00

Good news:

I just got a Site Meter account and it said that there are 11 viewers of my blog.

Let's just hope that number rises!

Bad news:

In band today, we were supposed to play the Bb major scale, but half the class didn't have their instruments yet. It was the first scale of 6th grade and I didn't get to play it.

Good news:

Raechelle got a new job!!

We're celebrating at the California Pizza Kitchen, even though it's not located in California.

Bad News:

Yesterday, Ms. Jolley (my gym teacher) gave me a lock for my basket (not a locker, a basket. The lockers are reserved (not strictly) for 7th and 8th graders).

I practiced my combination for a while. Just when I finally got it, the lock wouldn't open.

Good News:

Ms. Jolley got me a new lock that works! Yay!

Good news:

Four Good Newses and two Bad Newses!

IN! YOUR! FACE!

I'm also going to stop saying "Puppy Potato out. That's SO yesterday.

Cool!

2008-09-08T21:03:00.000-07:00

I found out the 7th reader!! His name is apparently Nate.

He talks clearly in his sleep.

Here is one of the things he says:

Forward, forward direction. What the difference in the beaver. Just a normal beaver. Beaver deaver. What are you here messing with. Credit cards and jazz? What is that? Are you like totally messing with people, stealing all their information? Racking up a huge bill up here, who knows where the heck we are. Sound country? I don't know about you. Laughing. This part's hilarious. What's up with you? You're crazy. I could go a different direction if I wanted it to. Around, like all wrapped in each other's arms.This is odd looking dude, this is really odd looking. Hello? Up on me? Huh? It didn't jive on me. Hinky Pink!

That's my favorite one.

Speaking of talking in sleep, on the camping trip that I went on this past weekend, apparently, I did 3 things:

1) Sat up in my sleep in the middle of the night and clearly said "Seriously", then lay back down.

2) Roll over on top of Tyler and have him push me off of him

3) Pull Zadra on top of me, probably thinking she was extra blankets.

Grandma Kit was the only one that heard it and in the morning, she said that it was cross between the words "actually" and "sometimes". "Seriously" begins with S, which is the first letter in "sometimes" and "seriously" ends in "ly", as in "actually."

The funny thing is this:

I don't remember having a dream.

I don't even know if this is a regular thing. I have so amny questions about it, that I can't even blog about it.

Also, for those who are wondering "Why how come is that?" when I said "I am NOT going to blog about it", "it" being the camping trip. Well, because I've tried to blog about it twice. WAY too long.

I'm getting excited about my birthday!

I've already made the design for the invitations which I'm going to customize and print out with Microsoft Office Publisher!

Unless Raechelle has already bought some invitations, then I don't have to customize and print them.

Well, Chaya, here's what's going to happen.

Me and five of my friends are going to take a walk around Pike Place Market. If you don't want to take a walk, you don't have to. You can come to the slumber party afterwards.

At the slumber party, there will be pin the tail on the monkey and then presents and pumpkin pie (those of you who do not want pie (who doesn't, I mean come on.), there will be other treats for you.), then possibly a movie, then we sleep. Those who disturb me when I want to sleep will have DIRE consequences. I had that happen last time, and I was NOT happy.

So then we wake up and have breakfast, then everyone goes home.

Doesn't that sound like fun?

I think it does.

God, this is a loud keyboard.

Puppy Potato out.

Why is it That the Apocolypse Makes People Paranoid?

2008-09-08T16:59:00.000-07:00

I only have 7 readers.

My dad and Raechelle get like, 50,000 readers every day, most out of this country.

Everyone who reads my blog lives in the US.

SO envious (cool word, huh?).

I don't know the 7th one. If anyone has any ideas, please comment.

So readers, please do me a favor (you don't have to) and try to get my name out there.

Well, not really my NAME, but my blog name.

Also, those who read my blog, if you are someone (or know someone) who has a life worth blogging about, I encourage you (or them (and be sure to tell them that I said that) to create a blog.

Also, I went camping this previous weekend at Granite Falls with Zadra and Grandma Kit (who some know as Katherine) and Tyler. And some friends of Grandma Kit's; Eva and her son Paul. I am not going to tell you about it, mostly because I'm too lazy. But alas.

Also again, last night, when I was going into my bedroom, I found some small boxes on the counter outside my door. I looked in the blue one, and it was a purple amethyst pendant that my dad gave to my mom on her birthday before they were married.

Going into that, awhile back, while Mom and Dad were still living in Cali, they went to see a psychic who said that their kids were going to be wonderful.

Dad told me he was thinking "What kids?! What do you mean?! We're not going to have kids!". but that just PROVES that ESP is real.

Now I'm wearing that purple amethyst pendant and I will FOREVER MORE!!!!!

I'm kidding. I'll take it off at some point in my life.

By the way, you know that guy who lived in the 18th century or the early 19th century or something like that? You know, he predicted 9-11? Well, he predicted that the world is going to end in 2012. Scientists are also going to do an experiment in which they will send one giant bullet-bomb-thing at another giant bullet-bomb-thing and either the two will explode into a giant explosion that will be all over the news, or the entire Earth will be sucked into a giant white hole in space, and time will start all over again.

You know what I say?

I say that that is the STUPIDEST EXPERIMENT EVER!! Don't say, "Hey, I'm curious. Can we make the world end?" and then try out that experiment.

What? "Nothing can go wrong," you say? "Nothing can go wrong, and the world will just end in 2012," you say?

Well.

I BEG to differ.

Puppy Potato out.

WHEEEEEEEEE!

2008-09-08T15:54:00.000-07:00

I think I'm going completely insane.

here are the side effects:

1) I think this song is cute:

2) I went to Barbie.com and actually played a game.

3) I have the strange sensation to frolic through a poppy field and spread joy throughout the human race.

Oh my God! Snap out of it!

*SLAP!*

I'm better now.
Okay.

Video that makes sense.

By the way, he's not being sexist, he's actually being sensible. So don't stop the video. Watch it. It makes sense if you listen carefully.

Also, there is a bad word and two inappropriate words.

His name is Philip DeFranco.

Puppy Potato out.

Hehe. Joss Stone is a Baby Stalker.

2008-09-03T21:16:00.000-07:00

No, really.

If you don't believe me, here's the lyrics to one of her songs. (I'll bold everything that refers to stalking)

Don't Cha Wanna Ride
by Joss Stone

I know you've got the hummer for the summer baby
But I've got your number baby
I've got your number baby

I was trying to protect you from yourself
'Cause I respect you
And I feel like you just might
Be someone who I could get into
But I never seem to catch your eye
And it's been bugging me why I even try
Still you're someone I'd like to get to know
Is there room for me in your one-man show?

A car this fine don't pass your way everyday
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
A car this fine don't pass your way everyday
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Time is slipping by,
by, by, by
Slipping by

I was trying to connect with you
But you acted scared when I'm checking you
And all my girls say you're hard to please
But I think that I got just what you need
Get your face out of the mirror
Then maybe you could consider
This girl who's knocking right at your door
Make room for me in your one-man show

A car this fine don't pass your way
Every day
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
A car this fine don't pass your way
Every day
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Time is slipping by
by, by, by

I know you got the hummer for the summer baby
But I got your number baby
I got your number baby

I know where you live
I know all 'bout your crib
But do you know that they can't give you what I give

A car this fine don't pass your way
Every day
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
A car this fine don't pass your way
Every day
Don't cha wanna ride, baby
Time is slipping by
by, by, by

See?

I told you!

here's the video, for anyone who's interested.

She sounds like an African American soul singer, but no. Those are her backup singers. In fact, everyone else in her band except her drummer is African American.

Just for the sake of being on YouTube, here's a video by Philip DeFranco. He's a really funny guy.

I have to go to bed now.

Puppy Potato out.

Social Networking

2008-09-02T09:16:00.000-07:00

I was looking at I Can Has Cheezburger after I read my grandma's email that she sent me and a few of the pictures were funny animal pictures that could have captions. So I saved the funny animal pictures and went into "lol builder" and uploaded one (or two, I think) of the pictures and added captions, then submitted. It will probably be on I Can Has Cheezburger in a few weeks or so.

That was the good news.

The bad news is:

Tyler heard me whining about how I wanted a facebook so bad, and offered "MyYearbook" which he said was for younger kids, but when I tried making an account, you had to be 13.

He SAID he saw 11-year-olds.

On Facebook, you have to be 14, and I think Tyler should get an account on Facebook, but hey, his friend thinks he sould get a girlfriend.

Yeah, right.

Puppy Potato out.

EDIT Optimonkey: You do have to be 11.

Omg did you SEE that?!

2008-08-28T20:04:00.000-07:00

That just makes Obama even BETTER!

Three words:

Oh,

Diss,

Burn.

McCain is going to be FURIOUS!

Phillip (Tyler's friend) had better been watching that. And after that, who wouldn't vote for Obama?

Long story short, Obama kicked butt.

Puppy Potato out.

Sorry I Haven't Posted

2008-08-22T13:09:00.000-07:00

But I was using Julia's computer and other times, we were too busy to blog and blah, blah, blah.

So here's an update:

TUESDAY

We went to Half Moon Bay (But I saw the sign and it said Venice Beach) and we were originally going to just wade in the water, but Tyler and I decided to play in the contaminated water, and I wasn't expecting to fall over into the tides and get C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E-L-Y soaking wet in the contaminated water.

We also took one of Tyler's rubber duckies (which just happened to be his Mexican ducky) and buried him right when the tide was coming in and we lost him. At least we still have Peruvian ducky (But he doesn't have a maraca. He just has a wimpy scarf. Poo.)

So anyway, next day!

WEDNESDAY

Very late morning. Noon. About. Then Dad and Raechelle went out and got lunch... without me... *sniff*...

So anyway, they also got beach towels, since we forgot them, Then everyone (except Chris because he was at work) walked to the very dirty and small pool (third shower in a row! Go me!). Then we went back to the house and took showers (Only the people who had actually got in the pool took one, which would mean Raechelle, Julia, Tyler and I took showers).

When everyone was dry, we went up to Menlo Park to see Steven Fox and his girlfriend Angela and we went out to dinner at Jeffrey's Burgers and I had a cheeseburger for the second time since we found out mom was diagnosed with cancer. We also had chili cheese fries (mmmmmmmmmmm. Chili-cheesey.) and some milkshakes to go.

One day left and we're going to do Pizza/Movie Night here in California! Yaay!

We might even get first class again. Who knows?

Puppy Potato out.

Okay, Now I'm Blogging.

2008-08-18T23:07:00.000-07:00

So I'm in California at my dad's friends Beth and Chris' house using her daughter, Julia's computer, and she says I can't use it for very long, so I'll try to make it quick.

Saturday, at 9:00 AM, we got in the airport car to get on the plane to California.

And hey, comedians? Airline food? Not that bad in first class.

Yes, I am implying that we got upgrades to first class. And seriously. The food is not that bad.

There were two choices of food: the food plate and the food box. Since they were out of food plates, I got the box, and seriously. Not bad at all.

So when we got off the plane, we took the bus to the rental car place and got an SUV with three extra seats in the back which we actually ended up using.

The we drove to Beth and Chris' house, and stuff happened.

The next day, we had bruch with Grandma and Grandpa Grizzy at a fancy hotel restaurant.

Then we went back to Beth and Chris' house and did some more stuff and the we went to lunch with my Great Uncle Russel and my Great Aunt Somethingorother. Her name is hard to pronounce.

Then we went to their house for the night with my uncle Randy, who is a grandfather, who is my godfather.

Then we went back to the Boardwalk (where the movie Lost Boys was filmed) and when Tyler and I rode on the sky-ride-thing, we made up the girl version of "Taco Dan" which ended up being "Burrito Pam" and we shouted the most random things at the top of our lungs, including "TACO DAN!!!/BURRITO PAM!!!", the classic "FUNNEL CAKES!!!" and "OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!"

So yeah.

Now I am done, so...

Puppy Potato out.

See Ya!

2008-08-15T21:36:00.000-07:00

I'll be in California for the next week, but I am DEFINITELY going to blog while I'm there. Dad's bringing his laptop, and we will all get turns to use it.

Puppy Potato out.

Not Bored Anymore!

2008-08-14T16:57:00.000-07:00

I've been tagged!

What do you mean 'tagged', you ask?

Well, here are the rules.

Rules:

1. Link back to the person who tagged you
2. Mention the rules on your blog
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

1. Dad and Raechelle have both tagged me.

2. See "Rules"

3.

1. I can basically say I chew my nails, which I really don't. I just clean my nails with my teeth, but some people think I actually chew on them.

2. I regret the fact that I grew my bangs out completely. I read that if you cut them after your head has gotten used to no bangs, you'll get zits on your forehead (it's only common in girls my age).

3. I have REALLY thick hair that is tiring to take care of and I have to brush it 5 times a day. I tried to cut it short, but that looked silly so the shortest I will go is to my shoulders. I would give ANYTHING for thinner hair, but not too thin, because I don't want to worry about losing my hair.

4. My absolute favorite cartoon character is Sonic the Hedgehog. Especially the classic video games and the comics.

5. I find loose clothes comfortable. one or two sizes bigger, in fact, except for pants. With sweatshirts, though, even 3 or 4 sizes bigger is comfortable. People think that I'm self-conscious, but no. I think I look fine.

6. And finally, apparently I have something called the "Tall Girl Slouch" which apparently runs in my family. And apparently, my aunt Sara has it too, but I have never noticed anything.

4. Chaya
Gavin
Anne
Trish
Dan
Tyler

5. Okay!

Puppy Potato out.

Google is the Best.

2008-08-13T13:57:00.000-07:00

Look at the image results I got from Google-ing jazz hands!

Cool, huh?

Those first two are "ROFL Cats" or "I Can Has Cheezburger"'s.

Click both links.

I dare you.

Puppy Potato out.

It's Good to be Home.

2008-08-13T12:26:00.000-07:00

I went to Camp Long yesterday for Astrid's birthday party.

The only problem was that for the whole time I was there on the first day, the decorations were all Camp Rock. I'm not even going to link to it, I hate it so much.

Hey, you know what? It's back in the day today. It's a Wednesday!

Anyway, earlier yesterday, we had to wait for about two hours for the last guest, who didn't actually end up coming. Then we went to the cabin and had a big fight about who was going to get the top bunk of the bed, because there were three bunk beds and four of us, so Astrid and Darian ended up sharing and I got the one across the cabin from them and Zara got the top bunk next to my bed. Only the Parents got a bottom bunk.

There was supposed to be a meteor shower, so before we went to bed, I set the alarm on my phone to wake up at 1:45 AM to get ready for the 2:00 AM meteor shower. Everyone became really tired, so I decided that since it was really cloudy anyway, I wouldn't set my alarm, so I turned it off.

Before we went to bed, though, Astrid and Darian and I were climbing the climbing rock, and there was a couple at he top making out.

Then Astrid and Darian said "Let's go down the trail that we (We meaning Kendall and Zara as well, but not me) got lost on!"

I didn't know that Kendall and Zara were lost on that trail.

When they were already somewhere down the trail, I said "Why would you want to go back down a trail that you got lost on?" as I heard Zara screaming.

I ran down the steps that lead to the trail, and there Kendall and Zara were, crying, Zara more, of course, because, you know, she's five.

Anyway, we got back and had dinner and then it got dark so we lit a fire and a gas lamp and had cake and opened presents and had S'mores. Astrid loved my sock monkey.

I want a Webkinz.

Then we went to bed and stuff happened and I got home.

The end.

For now,
Puppy Potato out.

Frustration ensues.

2008-08-12T14:57:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, here's what happened.

Grandma Kit came over to work in the garden and noticed that we had almost a full crop of blackberries. So as she harvested vegetables in the garden in the backyard, I picked blackberries with Wiley, and we ended up making a delicious pie, but we didn't put quite enough tapioca in, so it was kinda soupy, as Grandma says.

So then we went to look at the house that I missed. It was very promising. What I liked about it was that there were so many little nooks and crannies that you could sit in and have some tea or coffee or hot cocoa.

On the way back, we reminded dad about ice cream, and Tyler suggested Husky Deli ice cream, and then dad said no because Husky was way behind us, and there would be no sense in turning around just for some ice cream that we could get at the store. Tyler then, for whatever reason, said "Well, it was back there."

I don't know what it meant, but apparently it meant to dad something manipulative. So a big fight aroused and Dad declared that we weren't getting ice cream. We both screamed "WHAT?!" and then there was silence, until I murmured out loud to myself, "I wanted ice cream", but apparently Tyler thought I was talking to him, and said, "So did I. But Dad's being an a** hole."

Woah.

Said dad.

Tyler: What? I just said you were being an a** hole!

Dad: Woah.

Tyler: Well you are!

And then this whole fight arose again, and I couldn't even say how many times Tyler said "a** hole.

Anyway, When we got home, Raechelle left and Dad and Tyler had an argument that lasted about 15-20 minutes in Tyler's room, while I sat upstairs reading The Wild Wood by Charles De Lint.

I can't find The Wild Wood on the internet so I can't link to it.

Anyway, after the fight, we had delicious pie.

Then we went to bed.

That reminds me of a lyric from a song from Portal, a video game that Tyler likes:

Anyway, this cake is great
It's so delicious and moist

Isn't that true.

So anyway,

Now I'm home and at 4 I'm going to Camp Long for a birthday slumber party with my friend Astrid.

What a strange place for a birthday slumber party with only one guy and that's Astrid's dad.

For now,
Puppy Potato out.

Cali! Duuuude!

2008-08-11T12:26:00.000-07:00

Really?

It's that close?

The California trip is next weekend?

Good thing I just bought a pair of shorts and I have a spaghetti strap tank top.

So yesterday morning, Dad and Raechelle went and saw a house without me, but I guess that was a good thing, because it looked really promising apparently.

So we're going to see it again today.

Apparently, me and Tyler's bathroom is really big and it has a vanity (Chaya, it's somewhere where girls sit down to do their makeup.) and a deep soaking tub and everything.

And there's a room downstairs where we will put a pool table and a stand-up video game (I'm voting for Mario) and a smaller TV (Maybe with cable) so that we can play sit-down video games and we don't have to crawl up into a loft bed in Tyler's room so that he can kick me out whenever he wants to. It also apparently has a huge back yard with lots of birds and a family of raccoons. And lucky for dad, there apparently is a lot of studio space.

I am SO excited.

Raechelle and I washed my bras so now I don't have to wear my football jersey every day and I can make more space in my shirt drawer! Yay!

We also cleaned my room some more, but we're still not finished. And I keep hitting my head on the cargo nets whenever I get up in the morning. Oh, well. But we moved my bed out of where it has been for about a year now. Of course, dust bunnies galore. But we vacuumed those. I looked so gangsta' with my lollipop in my mouth and the vacuum wand in my hands. If only I had had sunglasses on. That would have been SO gangsta'.

So anyway, I started a new collection for my collection collection. It's a keychain collection. I have currently a Bobby Jack (look him up on Google or Wikipedia.) keychain, a skull keychain thats eyes are supposed to light up red but they don't, a keychain with a flip flop on it, one with a hippo, a Tamagotchi, a little racing game keychain and one with a Pokemon that I have had since I was little.

My other collections include a stuffed animal collection and a knick knack collection. I hope to start a model car collection.

Oh, yeah. Chaya and one of her 7 brothers have lice.

Guess who I'm not going to see for a while?

You just might be slightly right.

For now,
What's your favorite number?!
PI!

Puppy Potato out.

Okay. Now It's my turn... Aww, man!

2008-08-10T12:15:00.000-07:00

Everyone's posting pictures of their tattoos. I have like, two cool fake ones, but since they're cool, I don't want to use them.

Also, I'm not quite old enough for getting a tattoo.

I am such a wimp, I don't even have my ears pierced yet. And when I do get my ears pierced, I am going to be specific by only going to a place that uses a stud gun.

No needles for me, thank you very much.

So anyway...

On Friday, we watched the football season kickoff on the big screen, meaning the projector, meaning our TV. I even dazzled my bear in Seahawks gear.

His name is Dave.

So yesterday, Saturday, Tyler decided to go on hunger strike because Dad wouldn't let him cook.

Then we went to IKEA.

We got a couple of cargo nets to stretch across my bed so that my stuffed animals wouldn't have to be forever lost in a giant pile where my reading nook used to be but was now my mini-office. We also got some drawer organizers so that my nightstand wouldn't be cluttered with crap that I don't even use. We also got some translucent boxes to organize Dad's office and a plastic bag holder so that they're not stuffed inside some cupboard in the kitchen, they're stuffed inside an even smaller plastic thing.

What? It saves space!

So we figured out a way to hang the two cargo nets across my canopy bed frame and while Raechelle went upstairs to go help dad with his office, I threw my stuffed animals into the cargo nets.

They both are full.

Then we organized all the crap that was in the same area as the stuffed animals into piles for dolls, little toys and miscellaneous stuff like my Super Ball that had eyes until Wiley got a hold of it. Now it only has half an eye. Oh well. There was also a pile for pens and pencils until I found a Spacemaker box and put all the pens and pencils in there. Then we finally got rid of my computer that DOESN'T WORK!! God, I was glad to get rid of that thing. Raechelle is taking the screen home, and we are going to get rid of the computer box because It's cluttered with things that Tyler put on there. Once, it had a virus because there was so much stuff. So we did a computer sweep and got rid of some stuff. It still didn't work, so we brought Doug over to see if he could fix it. he couldn't. When all else failed, Tyler tried to fix it, being the computer whiz that he is. That failed. It was hopeless. Then it just sat there for months and whenever my friends came over I had to explain to them that they couldn't use it and they would always ask why so I had to explain to them why.

Let's start a new paragraph now.

So Raechelle switched off between me and dad organizing and making coffee and whatnot.

Then we went to Crazy For You, the first summer show that I haven't been in since I was four.

Ahh, Twelfth Night Productions. The first show that I was in was with mom in Bye Bye Birdie and I was so excited because I got to be in a play. The first time I wanted to be on stage was when I was about two and I watched mom and Tyler in Amahl and the Night Visitors, the annual winter show with Twelfth Night. After Bye Bye Birdie, I was in Fiddler on the Roof, then Once Upon a Mattress then Oaklahoma! In Bye Bye Birdie, I was the mayor's daughter and only appeared once. In Fiddler on the Roof, I was the beggar's daughter. The beggar was played by Dad. How weird. In Once Upon a Mattress, I was "The People" in the pantomime in the beginning of the play that told the classic story of The Princess and the Pea. My line was "Hooray!". That was it. In Oaklahoma!, I was Rachel Somethingorother. I don't remember.

So anyway,

Crazy For You was very amusing. Everyone was sweaty and tired afterwards, because there were huge tap dance numbers. Hey, it was on Broadway once.

Anyway, afterwards, we came home and went to bed.

Now it's today, and we're still organizing.

As of today, I would have enough money to start a bank account. I will not post specifics, because appeasing Dad is something you REALLY want to do. All I'll say is that Dad wants me to show him that I can save money by earning a certain amount of money so that I can start a bank account. In addition, from this day on, I will save my money as much as I can. Target is being very helpful by not putting things that are cool in the dollar section. That does a big part in saving my money.

It was fun.

For now,
Puppy Potato out.

WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!!??!?

2008-08-06T13:02:00.000-07:00

Why won't anything work?!

When I heard from Tyler that the new water filter doesn't work, I tried to call dad on the phone that I thought worked. Dad picked up.

Dad: Hello?

Kayleigh: Hi, dad.

Dad: Hello?

Kayleigh: Dad?

Dad: I can't hear you, use the other phone.

Kayleigh: But I can hear you!

Then Dad hung up. I told Tyler and he said,

Tyler: Do you know where he's having lunch?

Kayleigh: No.

Tyler: Oh. Well, if he was having dinner at Westwood then we could just walk down and talk to him, but--

Frustrating. Frustrating, frustrating, frustrating.

I went back upstairs to try to call him again, but the same thing happened. He told me to use the one on his desk.

I was so upset that I started to be in hysterics.

I went back downstairs to tell Tyler.

Kayleigh (In hysterics): I TRIED BUT HE HUNG UP AGAIN AND I REALLY WANT TO TALK TO HIM NOW!!!!

Tyler: Geez... You know, people heard you.

...What?

Did you just say what I thought you said?

Did you just imply that you didn't care about me at ALL?

Now I was in even more hysterics, as I tried to call again.

Kayleigh (Still in hysterics): DADDY!

Dad: Use the phone on my desk like I told you. I can't hear you at all.

Kayleigh: DADDY, I AM! I'M USING THE--

Dad: Use the other phone.

Kayleigh: I AM! I AM! I AM! I--

The phone hung up.

I stomped back down to my room and had a conversation with myself.

Strong Kayleigh: Come on! You can do better!

Hysterical Kayleigh: I can't!

Strong Kayleigh: Yes you can! Now go up there and blog about this so it gets out of your head!

...Strong Kayleigh says as Hysterical Kayleigh shrivels up and becomes a raisin.

What a dramatic play. What was your favorite part? How about your favorite character? Vote in my poll.

Puppy Potato out.

My Weekend Story (Part Two)

2008-08-04T13:48:00.000-07:00

This is part two. (before you read this, read the post before this one!)

I was basically already packed from two days ago, so I just packed what I took out and got Dave the Bear who was dressed in his new clothes!

Anyway, I got in the car and arrived at Giulia's house, and Lulu was crying for some reason ("Dogs and cats are living together, MASS hysteria!")

Dad said goodbye and I carried my things up to Giulia's room and introduced everyone to Dave.

My hands are too tired to tell you everything else that happened, so I'll make it short.

We had numerous disco club parties with flashing red lights in the bathroom.

Talia and Giulia pampered their bears while I sat there watching them while Lulu was complaining that her bear didn't have any clothes.

We also did our bears' laundry (Spraying the clothes with air freshener) and Taila and Giulia even powdered their bears' butts.

Taila gave me her little food bag for Dave which included a plastic hamburger that didn't even look like a hamburger and an empty plastic soda bottle (both very small).

Well, that's at least a start to pampering Dave.

Taila also said that she had a Build-a-Bear Workshop membership so that we can all by the new velvet bear at the one in Bellevue Square, so on Saturday, we can all bring our gift cards and memberships and money to buy some new bears so that we can pamper them.

Until next time,
Puppy Potato out.

My Weekend Story

2008-08-04T12:25:00.000-07:00

Okay, okay, I'm calm now. (before this, read the last blog post I did!)

Now let me tell you an exciting story about my weekend.

Once upon a time (Friday), this stuff happened:

I went to Astrid''s house for an overnight. We went to her grandma's house. There were some 2nd cousins of hers there. Unfortunately, they were all boys.

Oh, well.

Anyway, we met them, grabbed some soda and went outside for a little while. Astrid, Zara (Astrid's little sister) and the second cousins were all climbing a huge chestnut tree, while I sat in the shallow ditch in the yard, drinking my soda.

A few minutes later, I heard a snap, then a crash. I looked up at the chestnut tree and the oldest cousin (Connor) had fallen out of the tree, crushed a chair on his way down, and had scratched his shoulder on something.

My good-natured soul ran over and asked what happened, and EVERYONE told the short story to me.

Connor kept saying that he was fine. Then everyone but Connor came inside to eat and get ice cream.

Astrid and I shared Reese's peanut butter ice cream, while Zara had Spumoni and her friend had plain chocolate. The mistake that we made, though, was that we all sat on the picnic table. The side that Astrid and I were on broke and tipped, then we immediately got off and went to another place that had tables that was under a big tent thing. So that's where we finished our ice cream.

While we were on the picnic table, though, Zara kept trying to eat our ice cream, even though she had two.

Anyway, we snacked on white cheddar Cheez-Its and Chicken-In-A-Biskits for a while.

Astrid and I were playing with her grandma's dog, Rex, and afterwards, I was petting his head and he bit me. It didn't break any skin, but it really hurt. He also bit Astrid, so we just left him alone for a while.

Then we decided to make a battle plan to ditch the little kids.

So we started to do that while the kids were in the gazebo, until Zara came up and asked what we were doing. Astrid flipped over the paper and started to draw something, while I watched.

Zara: What are you doing?

Astrid: Making a palm tree.

Zara: Why?

Astrid: Because we want to.

Once Astrid was finished drawing the tree, I piped in.

Kayleigh: Now you have to draw the coconuts.

Zara: How do you draw the coconuts?

Then I started rattling on about how to draw coconuts. Zara got bored and left, and then we flipped over the paper again and continued making the plan. We never actually used it, but we did try to lose them when they were running after us. While doing so, I tripped and scraped my knee on a stick that was hiding in the grass.

We didn't actually worry about Connor for a while, until it started to get dark, then everybody started asking "Where's Connor?". Then someone called his cell phone and he said he was at a pregnant lady's house on the other side of the fence in the same neighborhood. Some people got in someone's car and drove to go get him.

The story was:

When he fell, he lost consciousness for a few seconds, and then he got lost on the woods while everyone was eating ice cream. He wandered about in the woods and found an opening and he went to the first house he saw, then he stayed there for a while until the person that called him called him and then we went to go get him.

That's his side of the story.

Anyway, a short while after he came back, we had him lay down on the couch and tell us the story while Astrid's grandma looked up his side effects on the internet to see if he had a concussion or not. I decided to be the scribe. I didn't write much down, though.

Then we went back to Astrid's house and Cinnamon (Astrid's mom) went to bed, then Mike (Astrid's dad) made us midnight pizza and after that we had a quiz about state capitols. Then we had a big argument about whether Zara should sleep downstairs with us or go upstairs and sleep with Cinnamon. She ended up sleeping with us. Astrid stayed up all night watching TV. When I woke up in the middle of the night, The TV was still going and Astrid was asleep, so I turned off the TV, even though George Lopez was on. I was tired, though. I had to sleep. So I did.

the next morning, the alarm sounded on Astrid's alarm clock, but Astrid didn't wake up, so I pushed the Sleep button and woke Astrid up, then she turned o the TV again, and we watched for a while. Then Astrid suggested we play video games. Astrid found Sonic Heroes and put it in the Gamecube. She kept kicking my butt at racing until we went upstairs for breakfast.I barely took two bites out of my eggs when Dad and Raechelle showed up at the door, ready to hit the road for Bellingham.

Cinnamon gave me two pieces of toast and suggested that I make my eggs and toast into a breakfast sandwich for the road. I agreed and then went downstairs to get my stuff. I said goodbye to everyone, then fell asleep in the car after finishing my cinnamon roll and Strawberries and Creme from Starbucks.

We were in Bellingham when I woke up.

We got out of the car and walked with Nana and Zadra to the fair. We looked at things, then we looked at some more things, then we walked to Boundary Bay and I had some Mac and Cheese which I didn't finish.

Then we walked and looked at some more things, then we went to a little consignment store where I bought some new MULES that I have been looking for for almost a month now so I'm happy. I'm hungry.

Now I'm not. So anyway, after that, we went to Omi and Opa's house and looked at embarrassing baby pictures of dad. there's only one where he shows his bare bottom, though. We also had pie.

Mmmmpie...

Anyway, then we went home home like to Seattle home. Then I slept in.

When I went to the bathroom in the morning, I was just wiping when I heard the phone ring. I quickly pulled up my pants and got the phone. It was Giulia and Taila saying they were bored and asking if I could come over for a sleepover.

I love being around people who miss me so much.

I said I'd call my dad and get back to her afterwards, so I hung up and called dad. He said he'd take me over after he got home from coffee.

I called Giulia and they said I could come over immediately.

This, my friends, is the end of part one.

Oh, Dear (In A Good Way).

2008-08-04T12:19:00.001-07:00

Hey! Hey you! You with the computer who's reading my blog! Watch this!

Isn't that weird?

I'll tell you what else is weird.

Me.

Puppy Potato out.

Oh... My... GAWD!

2008-08-01T13:01:00.000-07:00

No, seriously.

They did not.

Astronauts found ice on MARS??????!

You know what this means, people.

In less than a decade, we could be building human civilizations on another planet!!

It also means that there could be extra terrestrial life on Mars!

This is what NASA has been studying for 50 years!!

This what the people of Earth have been waiting for!

This is madness!

This... is... SPARTA!!!

Sorry. I just had to.

Until next time,
Puppy Potato out.

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

2008-07-30T15:58:00.000-07:00

Just like the Tick, this Saturday morning cartoon that I had never seen before (but I had heard of) until yesterday, is out on DVD!!!!!!

Wanna know what it's called?

Does that answer your question?

Also, Robot Chicken Star Wars is out on DVD!

We have plenty of geek movies to be watched, including Red Dwarf, most of the Batman and Spiderman stuff, and even The Justice League of America!

Here's a picture of Wiley!

Here's a picture of James!

Here's a picture of George Lucas!

Wait...

Anyway, I'm going to dinner tonight at the Celtic Swell with dad and Raechelle (who I am NOT mad at, by the way, just to be sure) and some guy that Dad's known for 10 years and has never even met.

Until next time,
Puppy Potato out.

Can I Be Random Today?

2008-07-29T12:37:00.000-07:00

Sure.

You can indeed.

Monkey fish underpants.

What???!

Monkey fish underpants.

Also, a poodle hat.

Random!!!!!!!!!

Yay!

Random again!!!!!!!!!

Yay!

You should see all of the episodes on YouTube of Gorgeous Tiny Chicken Machine Show and Retarded Policeman. They are REALLY funny.

Anyway,

Monkeylady out.

Alki

2008-07-28T19:12:00.000-07:00

I went to Alki today with Dad because Tyler had just woken up and didn't want to go.

Anyway, we drove to Alki and we walked around the corner, talking about how much we loved the smell of saltwater and barbecues and walked to Pegasus to have dinner.

I had lasagna and Dad had ravioli and Dad didn't finish his ravioli and I finished my lasagna and we got two orders of garlic bread and Tyler wanted some garlic bread so we bagged all of it up and took Dad's ravioli and Tyler and the birds' garlic bread and walked across the street to feed the birds. *Pant, pant*

Then we threw some crumbs on the ground and like 70,000,000 (Seventy million) pigeons came and then four seagulls came and after we were done feeding the birds a crow flew down amidst 70,000,000 pigeons and two seagulls.

The seagulls were pretty talented. Most of them caught the pieces of garlic bread. Afterwards, there ended up being one crow, two seagulls and now 70,001, 150 (seventy million, one thousand, one hundred fifty) pigeons and counting came down to peck up the little tiny bits.

Then we came home and I told Tyler that there was garlic bread for him, then I went to the bathroom and there was a minor argument about where the cordless phone was. Then I came into Dad's office and hugged him and asked him if I could blog, he said yes, so I sat down at the computer and signed into Blogger. Then I opened up Tyler's comment that needed to be Posted or rejected, and he said post. So I did.

Then he said, "It's praise. Post it. If it says 'Your blog is horrible you f*g', then reject it."

My dog's name is Wiley, my cat's name is Elvis, my guinea pig's name is James, and there's a zombie skeleton climbing out of dad's pen cup.

No, seriously. There's also a drunken pirate with a mug full of rum sitting on a barrel singing drunken sea shanties in dad's pen cup.

I'm not kidding.

Anyway, saying goodbye to lyrics at the end of every post, here's one for the road.

Hot Potato
By The Wiggles

Hot potato, hot potato
Hot potato, hot potato
Hot potato, hot potato
Potato
Potato
Potato

Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti
Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti
Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti
Spaghetti
Spaghetti
Spaghetti

Ooh! jiggy jiggy jiggy
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back foo'
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back foo'

Mashed banana, mashed banana
Mashed banana, mashed banana
Mashed banana, mashed banana
Banana
Banana
Banana

Ooh! jiggy jiggy jiggy
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back foo'
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Ooh! Jiggy jiggy jiggy
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back foo'

Hot potato, hot potato
Hot potato, hot potato
Hot potato, hot potato
Potato
Potato
Potato

Here's the awesomer version of that song:

And (Chaya, don't dare watch this.) this is the original.

Now that we're done with that,

Monkeylady out.

The Picture's Finally Done!

2008-07-25T15:37:00.000-07:00

So...

Guess what we saw on our way to pick up Raechelle from the airport about 3 weeks ago?

Those must be some pretty good cashews!

And they're not just 2 cans of cashews. We're talkin' 2 cashews.

Now THAT is highway robbery.

Also, I'm declaring that There will be no more lyrics.

Sorry.

Puppy Potato out.

Okay. No more Hindi.

2008-07-24T13:57:00.000-07:00

Awwwww. Hindi is fun.

Anyway, let me tell you about my day.

Last night, I couldn't sleep. after two hours, I went into dad's room and fell asleep and woke up the next morning right before dad's alarm went off. I was tired. Since I promised my settings page I wouldn't put adult content in my blog, I won't tell you how tired I was.

Anyway, after dad left the room, I got out of his bed and left and gave him a big hug, and went upstairs to have some Kix cereal.

I sat down at the table as dad was making his toast and he said "So after we drop off Tyler at summer school, we're going to go to the car dealership."

We were going to go to the car dealership so that Sportacus could have his heart surgery (There was something wrong with the engine).

I said "Okay." Dad finished his toast, I finished my Kix, and we sat down on the couch.

I'm getting to the details. I shouldn't.

Anyway, I got dressed and we got in Sportacus and we drove to Denny to drop off Tyler, then Dad and I drove off to have Sportacus get his heart surgery.

Being in the car dealership building, everything felt bland. Everything was white. All the employees have regular names, like "Rob" and "Steve" (No, seriously. There was a guy named Steve.)

Anyway, think about this: when you hear the name "Jerry", you think of some old, humorous guy with a few strands of hair like John McCain (who is proved to be a garden gnome), right?

Well, think again, because "Jeri" is the most Valley Girl-like redhead you will EVER see.

Here are some things Jeri actually said:

"That's why I got the bug, you know, 'cuz I look cute in it..."

"Whenever my friends and I go out dancing, they're always complaining about, like, how their feet hurt, so I said 'That's just because you haven't had enough drinks yet. Like, once you've had enough drinks, your feet will start to numb,' you know? Then you'll like, still look cute in your heels..."

"If I wore shoes because they were comfortable, I would wear tennis shoes like, all the time, but they don't look the best, so that's why I wear heels..."

"'Like, what's up with mom and dad?'"

Those sentences were actually witnessed on today.

Anyway, we got to the Enterprise in Lake City Way and got a tiny blue car to ride back to West Seattle in that we can have until tomorrow.

When we got back to West Seattle, we went to QFC and picked up lunch. I didn't want anything, so I only got a Squirt Citrus Blast flavored soda and Tyler got A&W root beer.

Ever wonder what A&W stands for?

Well, now you know.

anyway, we picked up Tyler from Denny and drove home, Dad and Tyler had lunch, I drank my soda and stuff happened.

Then I wanted to make a Devo hat.

So I grabbed my last big pot, tore off the sticker from the bottom and painted the whole thing red.

Then I ran out of red paint.

I just finished the last of my big handful of Starbursts.

Monkeylady out.

हेल्लो, एंड वेल्कोमे तो माय हिन्दी पोस्ट.

2008-07-24T13:53:00.000-07:00

चेक आईटी आउट! हिन्दी! थिस इस सो कूल!

Random Thoughts of the Day

2008-07-21T20:12:00.000-07:00

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I don't particularly know why I just said that. Wait. I didn't say "That" I said "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!".

Oh, well.

I wish more people would read my blog. Nobody ever does...

*Sniffle*

Again, Oh well.

Also Oh well because double XP weekend on City of Heroes is over.

Speaking of City of Heroes, here's a list of all my heroes on City of Heroes.

Virtue Server

Super Valley Girl
Storm Leopard
The Total Illusionist
Fire Grrl
Lil Piece of Heaven
Experiment No. 11057
The Devil's Blade
Ranger Stu

Villains on Virtue

Barbie of Doom

Freedom Server

Atomic Weasel
Fyr Foxx
Nina Cook
The Devil's Swordswoman
Lil Tech Dude
Robotic Dragonfly
Dysh (Trish's character)

Villains on Freedom

Lil Deminn
The Menacing Jester (One of the BbobB {Pronounced Bob} race's arch enemies, created by the Urrll {Pronounced Earl}, Byll {Pronounced Bill}, Fylll {Pronounced Phil} and Squiddo races. {Yes, I know. I AM very weird, aren't I?})

That's it.

Lyric time.

Hand in My Pocket
by Alanis Morrissette

I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
'cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
'cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a ciggarette

And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chickens**t
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
'cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
'cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab

Monkeylady out.

Review!

2008-07-20T23:59:00.000-07:00

Want to know what I'm reviewing?

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along blog. I can't link to it, because it closed down, or at least it's supposed to, because I keep going to the homepage and it's not done!!! It's almost 12:04 already! Why isn't it down?

Still not down.

Oh, well.

This is the first couple of paragraphs to the Master Plan:

Dear Friends,

At last the time has come to reveal to you our Master Plan. BEWARE! Those with weak hearts should log off lest they be terrified by the twisted genius of our schemes! Also pregnant women and the elderly should consider reading only certain sentences. Do not mix with other blogs. Do not operate heavy machinery while reading this blog. You must be this tall to read. ‘Kay?

It closed. NOW you have to pay to download all three acts. BUT you CAN see the trailer.

Y'know, Tyler and I have wondered a certain idea about turning Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along blog into a play. But you would still have to pay to see it.

I think that would be copyrighting though, and if it were, we'd have to negotiate with Joss Whedon (because he is my master now) and I don't think that he would want to negotiate with a teenager and a young girl. ('Cuz, ya know, it would kinda defeat his reputation.)

Oh, no. Dad has risen. I need to go. No time for lyrics.

Monkeylady out.

My Dream

2008-07-17T18:35:00.000-07:00

((Before you read this, scroll down a post!))

Blood - Life force, life energy, or the essence of humanity.

Cancer - Vulnerability. Also consider the symbolism of the particular illness, such as an infection representing something intruding on your life or your boundaries being compromised, or diabetes as an inability or unwillingness to enjoy the sweetness of life.

Cry - 1.Self-expression, including hurt, sadness, anger, frustration, desperation, loneliness, etc.[—consider your feelings when you were crying during the dream]

2. An alert that something needs attention (when a person or baby cries, they often need help or support)

Doctor - A doctor, therapist, or other healing professional can represent healing someone or something, or fixing a problem.

Life (existance) - 1. Feelings, thoughts, or fears about your past, present, or future

2. Your life path or direction

3. The scope of your life or variety of activities

4. Your affect on others in your life

Coldplay
Viva la Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Monkeylady out.

I Had a Nightmare.

2008-07-17T18:27:00.000-07:00

This was my nightmare:

Dad took me to the doctor to get a blood test. When the results came back, the doctor said I had cancer. I cried and cried and cried, screaming "No! I don't wanna die!" Then I woke up. Then I fell asleep again and I had another weird dream, but I forgot what it was.

Well, I got that out of my system. Now I need to look it up to see what it means.

Since I'm going to post again later, I'll do my lyrics next post.

Ick.

2008-07-13T13:30:00.000-07:00

Guess what? I threw up today! Twice! Once in dad's bathroom at like 7 AM and once in the car that was in the parking lot at Charlestown 'Cause we were having brunch with Gavin and Michelle. Well, I didn't really throw up that time, but I sealed my mouth closed and swallowed it whenever it came up, which, I guess, pretty much counts.

But my teeth are white because I got to brush my teeth twice already today. I took some Tums before we left, but that just made it worse. The second time I puked, it tasted like strawberry Tums, because dad insisted I take two. Okay, that was just plain gross. I'll talk about something else now.

We're going to the street fair again today, because yesterday we went because Raechelle's friends, Sergio and Daniella, and their two babies, Jonah (older) and Diego/Oliver. I got to hold Diego/Oliver. He was a little heavy for a 6 monther. I said on the way back to the car that I would TOTALLY babysit for both of them (whatever way you want to take that)... If they didn't live in New York.

After we had dinner at a Japanese place called Mashiko, since Husky deli was full (literally. The line for ice cream went all the way to the other side of the store!), we went to the bakery and I got a brownie. It was moist and soft and chocolatey on the inside, and crunchy and crumbly and chocolatey on the outside. Wait. Did I say chocolatey twice? Hmm. I wonder.

Oh, well.

If you don't know where that's from, rent (or buy) The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra. It's in black and white, but it's actually a recent movie. They're parodying old cheesy sci-fi movies. It has the line "I sleep now" and "I'm going to put it in a drawer where not even you can find it". I emphasized drawer because, you know, a drawer where not even you can find it. I will make references from EVERYTHING because, well, I do that a lot.

lyric time!

Sixpence None the Richer
Kiss me

Kiss me
Out of the bearded barley
Lightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing
Swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

Kiss me
Down by the broken tree house
Swing me
Upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring
Bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

Oh, kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me

So kiss me
So kiss me

Monkeylady out.

Three Cheers for Youtube!!!

2008-07-09T12:49:00.000-07:00

To celebrate this new holiday that I made up, called YouTube Day, celebrated on today, July 9th, I will post my favorite YouTube video.

Tee Hee!

Also, on YouTube day and all the other holidays, I will not post lyrics.

Monkeylady out.

Nohting in Particular...

2008-07-08T12:48:00.000-07:00

Just that I haven't posted in a while and wanted to say hi and that today is the first time I've worn a tank top since I was five.

The new game Spore is coming out in September, but I can't get it for my birthday because Tyler will have it.

Basically, you can create your own alien life-form. You start out as... well... a spore, and it's basically like Shark! Shark! but with spores, and if you are a carnivore, you go around eating other smaller spores and avoiding the big ones. If you are a herbivore, you will eat any plant life you see that you can eat.

Here's the official trailer (it's a computer game {but Chaya, I don't know if it'll run well on the Mac.}.).

Cool, huh?

Anyway, I have nothing left to say.

lyric time!!

Coldplay
Lost!

Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I will cross

Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I've tried to cross
And every door I ever tried was locked
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off...

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn't mean you've won
'Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you'll be lost

Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the firing starts
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off…

Monkeylady out.

O...M...G.

2008-07-05T22:33:00.000-07:00

I am officially going on a diet.

I was at uncle Doug's house and Anne was there and Anne's twin Amy, and Amy's daughter Veronica (who, by the way, was a little annoying when I was playing with Doug's new "toy"). We had Mexican food and ice cream and bite-sized brownies, and when I went into the bathroom, I cleaned up my face and I noticed that they had a scale.

I was VERY shocked.

I knew I was overweight, but WTF?!?! (and "F" in this case means fish.)

I am forbid to say how much I weigh or how much I need to lose, because if I say how much I say, there are people out there who may read my blog who are hackers or stalkers and you know the rest.I am forbid to say how much I need to lose because dad's afraid that if I say it then he will get worried emails and things saying that I'm worrying too much about my body and I'm anorexic, which I'm not saying I am.

On the topic of anorexic, who made up that crazy idea to feed their food to their dog or cat or throw it away and pretend that they ate their food and they starve themselves? That's retarded. same thing with bulimia. Who thinks that binging and purging will make them thinner?

You know what makes you thinner? Diet (but not that much) and exercise (but don't push yourself).

Starting tomorrow, I am going to take a jog with Wiley twice a day; once in the morning and once while it's still light out.

I am also going to cut off on the cake, ice cream, candy, pie, brownies, cookies, chips, soda... well, junk food for a few months (or until the next birthday party).

It's lyric time!

Colby Collet
Realize

Take time to realize
That your warmth is
Crashing down on me
Take time to realize
That I am on your side
Didn't I, didn't I tell you

But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you

If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'd never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now

Take time to realize
Oh, oh, I'm on your side
Didn't I
Didn't I tell you
Take time to realize
This all could pass you by
Didn't I tell you

But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you

If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'd never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other but

It's not the same
No it's never the same
If you don't feel it too

If you'll meet me halfway
If you will meet me halfway
It could be the same for you

If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'd never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder

Just realize
What I just realized
If you just realize
What I just realized
Missed out on each other, now
Missed out on each other now

Realize
Realize
Realize
Realize

Monkeylady out.

AAAAAAAAAH! LIGHTNING!!

2008-07-03T13:52:00.000-07:00

Take a look at this.

Scary, huh?

Well, apparently there was a record in number of lightning bolts hit in Seattle: about 242.

Wiley was barking at all the thunder, which is still here today. we should be getting some violent thunderstorms, according to the weather on EVERY freakin' TV channel and radio station.

I'm not really surprised that the Space Needle was struck by lightning, I mean, it's the second tallest building in Seattle (the first tallest being the giant black office building).

I took a shower last night because I smelled like dirty diaper. Probably because we didn't want to hear the thunder as much so we closed the windows and it got really hot so I sweated which made me stink. *pant, pant*

Wiley is in his kennel because he tried to make a jump move to take a bite out of the cat.

Speaking of the cat, he's going to get a tag today, and it's probably going to be a green bell shape.

Wiley is also going to the "Pretty Machine". We call the groomer the pretty machine, because Wiley always comes out 3 shades lighter than he started, so he's a pretty shade of golden brown.

I can't wait to get the Kibby a name tag!

Today, I am going to do a lyric.

Povi
Dragonflies

Seduction rides the wings of dragonflies
Landing softly right before my eyes

(What smells like eggs?)

Seduction rides the wings of dragonflies
Landing softly

News!

2008-07-02T16:09:00.000-07:00

Today's news: Elvis Catstello has just gotten his first collar (blue with yellow fishies). It looks very charming on him, and I assure you we will be getting him a name tag.

In other news, James Brown: The Godpig of Soul is still alive. I repeat: still alive. We will be getting a bunny later than expected.

Still in other news, the movie WarGames is 25 years old. That means that since my dad is 40, WarGames came out in theaters when my dad was 15.

This just in: One of my dad's two pads of sticky notes appear to be Daffodil Yellow.

Now it is time for today's lyric.

Peter Gabriel
Saulisbury Hill

Climbing up on Saulisbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
The eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close I heard a voice
Standing, stritching every nerve
I had to listen, I had no choice

I could not believe the information
I just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Son," He said
"Grab your things I've come to take you home."

To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open thoughts would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
Until I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut

I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Hey," He said
"Grab your things I've come to take you home."

When illusion is in a net
I'm never where I wanna be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me

The day I don't need a replacement
I told them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Hey," I said
"You can keep my things they've come to take me home."

And now, bonus lyrics!

Frente'!
Bizzare Love Triangle
(A cover of the original song by New Order)

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue
And it's no problem of mind but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of the fool won't set you free
But it's the way that it goes and it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment you
Say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I had someone else then
We'd never see just what we're meant to be

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment you
Say the words that I can't say

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment you
Say the words that I can't say

Yay, Charlestown Cafe!

2008-06-30T14:12:00.000-07:00

The Charlestown Cafe is open again after 5 long, miserable months! We are going to celebrate by going there!

By the way, Tenacious D is awesome! But it's sweary so Chaya, you shouldn't watch it unless you put in headphones.

Check it out! It's raining chocolate!

...and performed by Darth Vader!

...now it's snowing vanilla!

And now I'm just being random. And again. And again.

Too many links!!!!! AAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!

Lyrics time!

Cruel to Be Kind by Letters to Cleo

Oh I can't take another heartache
Though you say you're my friend
I'm at my wits end

You say your love is bonna fide
But that don't coincide
With the things that you do
When I ask you to be nice

You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind in the right measure
Cruel to be kind it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind means that I love you
Baby
You gotta be cruel to be kind

Well I do my best to understand dear
But you still mystify, and I wanna know why

I pick myself up off the ground
To have you knock me back down
Again and again

And when I ask you to explain

You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind, in the right measure
Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind, means that I love you
Baby
You gotta be cruel to be kind

Oooh...

Well I do my best to understand dear
But you still mystify, and I wanna know why
I pick myself up off the ground
To have you knock me back down
Again and again

And when I ask you to explain

You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind, in the right measure
Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind, means that I love you
Baby
You gotta be cruel to be kind

(Cruel to be kind) In the right measure
(Cruel to be kind) It's a very, very, very good sign
(Cruel to be kind) Means that I love you
Baby
You gotta be cruel to be kind

I Am a Happy Person...

2008-06-29T13:15:00.002-07:00

It's been a long time, but not from February to late May. Actually I don't think I posted all May.

Raechelle spent the night here... again. It's not like I don't like it, I do. I really do. And I think my future is looking bright instead of dark space in the past. Weird.

I'm not going to start a new blog, because I have two others that I need to get rid of (Partly because I don't know how) and because I haven't landed yet. Maybe a few more months. But right now, I am a good luck charm. Nothing bad has happened.

I brushed Wiley today. If you stuck it all together, the amount of hair that came out in the brush was bigger than your head (people with big heads {No offense}, probably as big as your head)! I also figured out that Wiley has dandRUFF. Yes, dandRUFF, because he is a dog. He needs a trip to the groomer's @ Petco to get rid of some of that.

Also, I forgot to tell the good news; Elvis can run around free now! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Last night, Dan, Trish and Raff were over and then Caleb and Shandalla came over and we had fun with helium. We watched Death at a Funeral. Wash (From Firefly) was in it and he had the perfect character. He played a guy who was nervous about a funeral and he and his girlfriend stopped to pick up one of their friends for the funeral and the girlfriend finds a bottle of Valium and has him take some but it's not really Valium, it's hallucinogenic pills and he has full nudity in this movie.

I looked like a Who mixed with someone from Hairspray all last night and this morning. Thank god now I have a better hairdo. It's a basic ponytail and I borrowed one of Raechelle's clips and clipped it to the back of my head. Now I have to pee. Be right back.

Ah. That's better.

I'm getting eaten alive by mosquitoes. I have 8 bites. 8 friggin' bites!! Four on my left arm, two on my right arm, and one on each leg one of the four on my arm is HUGE. It's an inch all the way around.

Well, nothing else to say now, except for my wish list for my birthday in September!

1) Animal Crossing: Wild World (Nintendo DS)
2) Nintendogs (Any) (Nintendo DS)
3) Viva Piñata (XBox 360)
4) Microscope
5) Cooking Tools (Why does Tyler get all of that?)
6) CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Milk Chocolate, please!)
(61/2} a babysitting job!)

It's time for the lyrics of the day!

Heal Over by KT Tunstall

It isn't very difficult to see why
You are the way you are
It doesn't take a genius to realize
That sometimes life is hard

It's gonna take time
But you'll just have to wait
You're gonna be fine
But in the meantime

I'm over here, lady
Let me wipe your tears away
Come a little nearer, baby
'Cause you'll heal over
Heal over
Heal over someday

I don't wanna hear you tell yourself
That these feelings are in the past
No it doesn't mean they're off the shelf
Because pain is built to last
Everybody sails alone
Oh, but we can travel side by side
Even if you fail
You know that no one really minds

I'm over here, lady
Let me wipe your tears away
Come a little nearer, baby
'Cause you'll heal over
Heal over
Heal over someday

Yeah, don't hold on
But don't let go
I know it's so hard
You've got to try to trust yourself
I know it's so hard
So hard, yeah

I'm over here, lady
Let me wipe your tears away
Come a little nearer, baby
'Cause you'll heal over
Heal over
Heal over someday

Yeah you're gonna heal over

Monkeylady out.

Title Unknown

2008-06-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

So, first of all, what sucks is that I can't change the font of my letters.

Second of all, I'm writing a book. It's called The Catwomen Trilogy. It's not as good as it could be, but then again, I'm 10 years old. The main characters are Heidi, Storm, Namia, Lina, Amina and Sarah Mae. Heidi is nice but quiet, Namia is nice, but can sometimes be a little talkative. Storm is quiet and dark... and... loves to read. Lina and Amina, twins, are just plain annoying, and Sarah Mae is a puppygirl that Storm found in a closet at a Bed and Breakfast.

Raechelle is over and Miles is over and Tyler and Miles are playing City of Heroes and Raechelle and Dad are talking in dad's room and I'm on the laptop in the TV room blogging phew try to say this in one breath I can tell you it's pretty easy.

I'm gonna eat some cherries.

Monkeylady out.

Blog Update!!

2008-06-19T22:00:00.000-07:00

To celebrate summer, I'm really hyper, and I made a blog update!

From now on, all my blog posts will end with lyrics of my choice!

This is the end of this blog post, so...

Australia by The Shins

Born to
Born to multiply
Born to gaze into night skies
All you want's one more Saturday
But look here until then
They're gonna buy your nice time
So put your wick in the air
And your feet in the fetters to the day
You come in doing cartwheels
We all go out by ourselves
And your shape on the dance floor
Will have me thinking such filth and gouge my eyes

You'll be damned to be one of us girl
Faced with a dodo's conundrum
I felt like I could just fly
But nothing happens every time I try

A dual tone under one
Selfish fools and hoped they'd save us all
Never dreamt of such sterile hands
You keep them folded in your lap
And raise them up to beg for scraps
You know he's holding you down with the tips of his fingers
Just the same
You'll be pulled from the ocean
But just a minute too late
or changed by a potion
You'll find a handsome young mate for you to love

You'll be damned pining through the window panes you know
How you would change the life of any ordinary Joe
And though your night will go on
Your nightmares only need a year or two to unfold

You've been in love since you were twenty-one
You haven't laughed since January
You try and think that this is so much fun
But we know it to be quite contrary
La la la la la la

Dare to be one of us girl
Facing the Android's conundrum,
Ah, I felt like I should just cry,
But nothing happens every time I take one on the chin,
You're humoring your cote,
You don't know how long I've been,
Watching the lantern dim,
Starved of oxygen,
So give me your hand,
And let's jump out the window.

Monkeylady out.

Nothing is Happening Today For a While.

2008-06-18T12:20:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm bored.

Tyler's making egg salad and watching TV at the same time. How does he do that? Theres no TV in the kitchen!

I recently watched the Star Wars Holiday special; pure torture with a capital J... wait...

I just got back from counseling. The entire time, Tyler was picking fights. He also said that a good point was that "whenever me or my dad are in fear of losing an argument, we try to drop the conversation".

I'm hungry.

I just held James for the first time in months probably that wasn't holding him because he needed somewhere to be when he was getting his cage cleaned.

There's a new neighbor dog. Big brown husky. I don't know what his name is.

Also, there's a guest dog; baby pitbull, white with brown spots.

I have nothing else to say, but I'll end with a lyric.

Nobody's Home by Avril Lavigne

She wants to go home
But nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
There's no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken Inside

Monkeylady out.

Last Day of School. So What.

2008-06-17T15:40:00.000-07:00

So today was the last day of elementary school. So what.

I know, I should be way happier and way sadder about this, but I'm not and I don't know why.

I should be way happier because I'll be in 6th grade next year and I'll be taking classes once again with Astrid, my best friend since kindergarten. She left Pathfinder in 2nd grade for some reason, and now I hardly get to see her.

On the other hand, I should be way sadder about this because I'll be leaving my two best friends, Chaya and Giulia. I'll see Giulia again in three years (High School), but I won't see Chaya again until seven years from now (College)!

Chaya wrote me something nice in my portfolio today. "See you in 7 years!" it said.

I forgot that I'll be leaving Opal too. We first met the day before kindergarten.

She was in the big wooden boat that we had in the classroom to hold all of our kindergarten toy crap. I was clinging on to my mom's leg, when she cried out to me "Hi! I'm Opal! Wanna play with me?!" So I did and we've been friends ever since.

Two of my other friends, Stormy and Astrid (friends that I met in order) have been my friends since the day after I met Opal. When I walked into class and sat down on the carpet, I looked over at the door and saw a short girl with long, dark hair clinging to her mom's leg and I thought She is definately going to be my friend this year. So, when she sat down next to me, I said "Hi, I'm Kayleigh. Do you want to be my friend?" She said "Sure" and we've been friends ever since. then, when class was starting, I felt someone poke my shoulder. I turned to look and the girl with short-ish blond hair said "Hi, I'm Astrid," and you know what else. So we've been friends ever since. Then I introduced Stormy to Astrid and we've all been friends ever since.

Charming little stories, huh?

Well, I'm out of ideas for what to write, so...

Monkeylady out.

A Horrible, Horrible Day

2008-06-12T16:13:00.000-07:00

Let's start out with this morning.

Optimonkey (I'll start calling him Tyler now) woke me up this morning at 8:20, which was when I was supposed to get picked up by the bus. We had a substitute in class, and nobody respected him, so the entire classroom was COMPLETELY out of control. Madi and Abby wouldn't stop asking me what my middle name was, which was really annoying, then finally Madi stopped talking to me, and I told Abby what it was, and I told her not to tell Madi, and she didn't. So then we went to lunch (I had a taco. It was good.) and we went outside, and we came back inside, and Giulia and I had to sit for an hour and a half listening to Niko the pervert talk with his friends about porn, when I finally gave up and left for Chaya's table. There, I worked until somebody gave the white-out back to Nicole (the art teacher). So, Giulia and I went down to the Frog Clan to get some more white-out. When we came back, somebody said that they would use it and then give it back, which they didn't, and I finally came back for it, and she said "Oh, I gave it to D*******e." The reason why I starred out his name is because he is a bad little boy. When I went over to him to get it back, he said "I'M GONNA USE IT!!!" like I had been asking for it for 5 minutes, when, oh boy, he goes over to J**f and whites out what he needed to. Then he went over to other people and whited out allt heir stuff, when I finally said, "You're not using it." and he said "I'M GONNA!" So he goes over to his paper and whites out what he needed to white out, and he gave it to somebody else. Not fair. Then we finally got it back, and what was really annoying was that people came up to us asking "Can I use the white-out" like it was all ours.
FINALLY school ended, and I got on the bus, and Doug (the bus driver) wouldn't stop showing his pictures of his daughter. Then Madi was talking to me, and Syd ran up to me and asked about CCP. For those of you who don't know what CCP is, I can't tell you. It's top secret. Anyway, I drew the title page, and then I stopped, and then when Syd's bus stop was coming up, we exchanged phone numbers and she told me that I don't only attract the weirdest guys (which I thought was the case before), I attract a lot of guys. She said that she had talked to a lot of guys who liked me, they just kept it a secret. so apparently, only the weirdest guys make it obvious that they like me. Then she said that I was pretty. So that made me feel good, and then Doug dropped me off two houses away from my house, and then I sat down at the computer and made a post on my blog.
Well, at least It's sunny!

Monkeylady out.

Ahhhhhhh... Wait... Oh No!!!!

2008-06-10T15:02:00.000-07:00

Today, my dog made me sick. I was lying in bed all tired-like because, you know, it was 7:30 in the morning, and Wiley left my room and went upstairs, but I wanted him to stay with me. So, I called and called and called but he wouldn't come. So that hurt my voice, which harassed my stomach, so now my tummy is not happy.
I have some good news, though! Because I was sick, Raechelle came over and brought some soup and some more soup and some 7-up.
Okay, my dad's blog, it turns out, wasn't to be in the future, it just has a different web address than I thought. Here it is: http://notdrowninganymore.blogspot.com/
It's actually titled Life 2.0.
His old blog was the one he started after mom died, called Rhymes with Drowning (link http://rhymeswithdrowning.blogspot.com/
But that dieded a horrible death and now that he's not drowning anymore, what's the point of having a blog called Rhymes with Drowning? I can tell you, I have no idea.
So I'm sick today. I should tell you that back in March, Chaya taught me how to draw catwomen. It's supposedly a type of anime, although it looks nothing like that.
So this morning, I woke up, hurt my voice, my voice hurt my stomach, blah blah blah. So what. I came upstairs, and my dad was watching the commentary on Donnie Darko. So after watching a couple minutes of the commentary, I asked if I could see the regular version . Dad said okay. Kinda creepy, at some parts pretty funny, mostly sci-fi, which is most of the reason why I like this movie. Also, because it has a REALLY friggin' scary zombie "6 ft. tall bunny rabbit" named Frank. The movie in a nutshell: a schizophrenic teenage kid who is dealing with stopping the apocalypse, which Frank guides him through. A lot of the time he wakes up in a place that he has no idea where he is, and somehow he always knows his way home. He flooded the school, his girlfriend got run over, he burned the school and he shot a guy in the eye, which really ended the entire thing. Frank wasn't really a zombie, though, he was the dude from the future who was shot in the eye by Donnie. Really, it's a creepy movie.
I also saw Juno. Jennifer Garner, some other people, blah, blah, blah.
I also read The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and am almost finished with The Second Summer of the Sisterhood. I am also in the middle of The Long Patrol, a tale from Redwall. Who knew that the Redwall books could be so good? Or that Brian Jaques was such a good writer?
I am completely changing the subject, but about a year ago, Rosa Parks died at the age of 92 or 93, and soon after that, James Brown (not my guinea pig {but I'm secretly wanting him to die because I want to get a rabbit.}) died at the age of 70-something. A sad day for America. Rosa Parks helped earn Black Rights, and James Brown was the Godfather of Soul.
Well, I have nothing else to say, so...

Monkeylady out.

OMG I HAVEN'T POSTED IN A REALLY LONG TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-06-09T18:50:00.000-07:00

OMG I HAVEN'T POSTED IN A REALLY LONG TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I'll fill you in on what has happened since February.
My dad got a new girlfriend (blog link => http://www.mynewlifeouthere.blogspot.com/
for more information go to the future blog titled Life 2.0.) Her name is Raechelle Marsh and she's VERY pretty, VERY nice and... well... Short. Actually, I'm almost as tall as her, and I'm about 5' tall.
Speaking of short, my friend Giulia just won't give up the fact that she's short. She comes from a family of short people... well, her brothers are actually really friggin' tall. But her sister is short, her mom is short, her dad is short and she's short.
I received a retarded question for a survey today: "What do you usually answer for questions, yes or no?"

Is it just me or did that sound retarded to you?

On Wednesday my class and I left on a camping trip to Blake Island. The first question people ask me when I say that I went on this camping trip is "Did you have fun?" Well, I'll answer that.

No.

We hiked at least 10 1/2 miles before we went on the boat back to Seattle which was SUCH a relief, and I will get to that point later. In the meantime, here is the epic tale of my camping trip.

When we got there, we took off our backpacks (and I'm not talking regular wimpy old schoolhouse backpacks, I'm talking big camping/hiking backpacks that can hold up to 15 pounds) and had a class meeting in front of Tillicum Village. What is Tillicum Village, you ask? Well I'll tell you this much; look it up.
Anyway, get ready to do your math, peoples reading my blog, because this is where I start adding up the miles.
We walked about 1/2 a mile to our three campsites, and we had enough time to hang out and unpack and get used to the beach and the campsite before we headed to Tillicum Village. Again. So that was another 1/2 of a mile hike. (Also I should add at this point that there were chocolate salmon on little pieces of paper as we ate during the DINNER THEATRE!!) So Tillicum Village was awesome, so we took another 1/2 mile hike back to the campsites, so that's about what, 1 1/2 miles already?
So anyway, since the DINNER THEATRE (oh, yeah!) lasted so long, by the time we got back, It was starting to get dark. And it's almost summer, so It was really late. (by the way, another 1/2 mile), so we started a campfire with some of the little firewood we had brought, since firewood gathering is prohibited (according to the signs), and we first were told ghost stories, then one of the moms read a very short story to us in Spanish. It had something to do with a boy seeing shapes in the clouds. So anyway, we went to bed... actually Chaya and I went to sleep until Giulia, Abby and Madi woke us up screaming because they thought they saw a raccoon looking in at them from the walls of the tent, so they all screamed for Toby, one of the dads, and he assured them that there was no raccoon and they all went to sleep finally. Also, Abby brought glow sticks that had hooks on one end, so we snapped and hung one each night for a night light.
The second day, I woke up to: WHOOSH!! Crackle crackle crackle crumble. The windstorm had started and there was a tarp right next to our tent that was sheltering all the food. So only the really daring kids went outside of their tents. By dinnertime, we walked around the corner to a place that wasn't windy at all, since where we were staying was so windy, and that place around the corner was the exact opposite of how it was where we were staying; sunny, warm and not windy. Chaya, Giulia and I called it sanctuary, and of course, Chaya ruined the beautifulness by repeating the same lame "poetic" words over and over and over and over again
until we finally told her to stop.
We stayed there until that night when we roasted marshmallows and had S'mores without graham crackers. Chaya, Giulia and I saw the Big Dipper, too. that was pretty cool.
When we went back to the camp site, it was drizzling sideways, and It was really loud because of the waves crashing and the tarp blowing around. Toby held a vote to see whether we should stay or move up the hill near the bathrooms where it's not so windy. everyone moved up except for Crissy (my teacher, for those of you who don't know), which I think was retarded of her. (Before all this, I should add, we took a 5 mile walk all the way around the island and then another half mile all the way back to the campsite, and there was before this a 1 mile long walk, so total we have 8 1/2 miles now.)
On the third day, I woke up to "mmhmm." When I woke up, I felt weight on my back. When I rolled over, I saw the cutest thing ever; Abby was cuddled up next to me and she was talking in her sleep. Then I saw Giulia wake up, and she cast me a "you're so lucky, look what I have" look. then she said in sign language "Chaya's doing the same thing to me, but she's not talking." I felt SOOOO sorry for her because Chaya smells like butt (which we've told her and she understood) and her sleeping bag, along with her stuff, along with her entire friggin' house smells like butt. (No offense to Chaya.) Actually, she can take that with as much offense as she wants, because usually when somebody says "no offense" they mean it with offense.
So we packed up our stuff and headed to Tillicum Village, because that's where the loading dock is for Argosy Cruises. That's 9 miles. Unfortunately, the ship that we were going to take back to Seattle had something wrong with it and couldn't legally carry any passengers, so we had to wait another hour for the backup ship. Just our luck, it started to rain, but at first it was just drizzle. Giulia had to go to the bathroom; 1/4 mile to the bathroom, that's 9 1/4 miles. 1/4 to the playground; 91/2 miles. I wanted an apple, 1/4 mile to the snack table, 9 3/4 miles. Coming back to the playground, another 1/4 mile, 10 miles. I had to go to the bathroom. 10 1/4 miles. going back to the ship when it was pouring down rain and by the time we got back to the ship we were soaking wet; 1/4 mile, 10 1/2 miles. That's a lot of walking.
When we got back to Seattle, I got driven back to school, and my grandma picked me up and we got Garlic Jim's for pizza 'cuz it was Friday.
I have a question. How do your feet turn blue during a camping trip if it wasn't hypothermia or bruises? Well, mine did. Hoorah.
Okay, Dad's getting mad at me. gotta go.

Monkeylady Out.

...wha?...

2008-02-21T22:50:00.001-08:00

I haven't really thought about what I've been through in my life so far. What's funny is it all happened within a calender year. Here's what happened, for those of you who don't know already:

April 12, 2005 - Mom died after a 3-year battle with a kind of cancer that's usually found in elderly males.

May 30, 2005 - Grandpa died because of cancer (What was up with all this cancer??) and one happy thing: we got my first dog, although he's still the family pet. His name is Wiley Coyote (SUUUUuuuupah Genius).

December 25 2005 - Basement sewage flood (eeeww!!) at 2 in the morning.

February 14 2006 - FIRE!! My guinea pig almost died, and my cat actually did die.

I'm pretty lucky that I have a GYNORMOUS family that loves me. Oh, yeah! I forgot a couple of things (Yes, they're happy):

September 30 2004 - Got my guinea pig, James Brown.

July ?? 2007 - Got my new kitten, Elvis Catstello.

I have a secret to hide from Elvis; it's a good thing he can't read (except for his own name)!

I recently created a birthday present for him: A handmade food bowl! It's all blue and green with his name underlined at the bottom, so he can see how important he is!

Well, I have to wrap up things now, so bye!

Monkeylady out.

If Wind Was a Person, it Wouldn't be Very Nice.

2007-10-18T19:36:00.000-07:00

Today, there was a GYNORMOUS wind storm. It started at school. I would've posted earlier if it wasn't for cable outage to the rescue. We were afraid the power would go out, so we got takeout from the QFC deli and Vatsana's. Actually, dad was the only one who ate Vatsana's, because my brother and I don't like thai food, So we ate Jojo potatoes, baked chicken, mac & cheese and Caesar salad.
We had a substitute teacher. Her name was Alia. She was pretty nice, except for the fact that nobody was listening to her, and she kept having to stop in the middle of a sentence because people weren't being respectful.
We were storytelling today. Each table team had to come up with some way to tell their version of the story. my table team didn't get to, because we didn't have enough time to do at least four groups, because too many people were talking when the teacher was talking. Anyway, The last morning group (there were two in the morning and one in the afternoon) had a garbage can for the prop of the baby that was in the story. Crissy (our regular teacher) suddenly replaced the garbage can with something (that obviously stank like heck) that was wrapped up in a black cloth. When the story was over, everybody was asking what was in it, and Crissy said she would show it to everybody. She VERY slowly (the whole process took about 5 1/2 minutes) unwrapped the black cloth, which revealed an off-white piece of paper with a little spot of blood on it. At this time, my friend, Chaya, started to cry. She doesn't like to see dead things that aren't cooked, and I didn't know this until then. Anyway, Crissy then unwrapped that, and there was more blood visible. I was too busy grimacing at the thing to notice anything, and other people were too busy "ooh"ing and "aah"ing. The object smelled like rotten carrots. Then, Crissy unwrapped the last layer of paper, which revealed a large coho salmon, with fish blood all over the paper and the fish. Then, when Crissy said that whoever wanted to touch the salmon, they had to get in line, and then I said "NO WAY AM I TOUCHING THAT THING!" so I left, and then I saw my other friend, Giulia, next to Chaya, looking at her with that "What's wrong?" face, and then Chaya's head turned, and I noticed that she was crying, so I went over to her. I asked what was wrong, and she looked at me and told me. Then I said "Imagine it's a poodle!" And then she started to cry even more. Then I realized what she thought I meant. "A poodle that's alive." More crying! With gusto! "A poodle that's alive and happy with no blood around it and it's perfectly fine! And it's wearing a tutu! And it's dancing the can can!" And Chaya started to laugh, of course, because she laughs at everything, even if it's not funny. Anyway, Crissy wrapped the fish back up, and we started down for the lower field.

The end.

Getting Into a Show Fail

2007-09-26T20:26:00.001-07:00

Today, I was supposed to go see They Might Be Giants live at the Moore Theater with my dad and Optimonkey. After my dad payed 10 bucks for parking, we got to the entrance. there was a dude that was standing there shouting stuff, and one of the things that he shouted was "ALL CHILDREN UNDER 14 NOT PERMITTED!!!!!!!!!!!"...Or something like that. anyway, since Optimonkey is 13, and I'm 10, we weren't allowed to go in. Imagine the disappointment.

Imagine this:
You're standing on a corner in front of a big building having just paid 10 bucks for parking (you can't get refunds) with your dad having tickets in his pocket, and you just heard that you can't go into a theater that was playing one of your favorite bands.

Well, now I'm at home. I have a recurring headache that simply will not leave me alone, no matter how many Ibuprofens I take, I had a small dinner of Teryaki chicken breast, my brother's playing the new Halo 3 on our Xbox 360, and dad's watching Macbeth. Now, my day is getting boringer and boringer.

Monkeylady out.

My Brother is Not a Sane Person

2007-07-03T17:08:00.000-07:00

Well, my brother was acting up. He's been off his meds for about two months now, and I think I know the problem; He needed a nap. Y' know how I know that? He's sacked out on his bed. Our dog was asleep at his feet, that is, until I came in, and then he was at MY feet, barking for attention. good thing I knew where the Scotch Tape (which I came in for) was, or I would be dead meat. He was hitting me with a giant Koosh ball for a long time before our dad came in and pushed him away, and then he started to kick our dad. Before that, he kept stealing my bean bag chair over and over again. A little after that, but before he started kicking, he was interrupting the TV show that we were watching by mimicking me. He was totally acting half his age, which, of course, would be 6 1/2.

(>'.')> <(^.^)> <('.'<) <(^.^)> (>'.')> <(^.^)> <('.'<) <(^.^)> (>'.')> <(^.^)> <('.'<) <(^.^)> (>'.')>

That was Kirby's big dance number! Hope you liked it, because he said from his trailer in Japanese of course, quote & quote "I'm not gonna do that f****ing d***ed dance number no f****ing more!! f***k you d***ed s****ers! Get the f***k out of my f***ing trailer! Screw you guys, I'm goin' home." So he left, and he... umm... went to a bar and... umm... had 15 scotches and... maybe I've said too much already... umm... I'm gonna leave now.

Monkeylady out.

VERY disturbing video

2007-05-29T18:15:00.000-07:00

I just saw a video on You Tube called Fat Guy Dancing to Particle Man... Actually, you can pretty much picture that already. One word describes it: DISTURBING!!!! I mean, I can't even think of anything more disturbing. Watch it if you dare!! here's a link:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=E4no-6QO0IQ&mode=related&search=

After you've watched it, see if you can still see that video in your head.

If you can't--

There is something seriously wrong with you.

Go see a doctor.

Monkeylady out.

Wait a minute! I have something else to say! I'm goin' to my BEST friend, Stormy's birthday party this Friday, going Ice skating! Today is completely different from yesterday.

NOW Monkeylady out. For real this time!

Introduction

2007-05-28T16:07:00.000-07:00

Hi. It's me.

Well, I don't think that I could get any more stress today. Cleaning the house, the dog, the me... I'm cleaning so much because the house cleaner that comes in every Monday didn't make it because it's Memorial day... I'm thinking about everything. I have to water some soil to plant some sunflowers, but I can't do that until my dad has enough energy to hook up the hose (he's pretty stressed out too). I also have to attend to my guinea pig ( That's right, folks, I have a guinea pig!). Optimonkey's hamster died about 2 or 3 weeks ago, too. (Yes, he had a hamster.) >:S

In other news, I might be going swimming tomorrow after school, I went swimming on Saturday at my grandma's condo, and Optimonkey's Taking me to California to go to my Grandparents' house in July. Just a note, ;) They're awesomely awesome, and they have a pool! <:D

I don't think I have anything to say anymore. HMPH! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! ;D kidding!
BAA!

Puppy Potato

I love links

Sad news...

Lydia's house!

I'm sorry for posting again!

More Interesting Than my Last Post...

A Winter Poem.

Fight with my best friend that ended in a non-best-friendship...

I'm up WAAAAY too late.

People Suck Sometimes...

Not Only Bob Schneider, Either...

I Love You, Bob Schneider...

Fill-in

[Place Title Here]

Hello Mr. Blog. How are you doing?

Update

MUPUB

Because it's Summer

I've Had My Shots...

Wazzup.

Gah! Mutiny!

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for!

Truly sorry

Aw, Crap!

*huff, puff* Okay, *huff puff* Obama time. *huff puff*

Oh, dear.

Snowmageddon '08

I will explain important events.

PUPPIES!!

Chain Emails

Arghack.

More Stupid People

Club Penguin only sucks for one reason.

GOOGLEWHACKING! WOOOOT!

ABC Online Forum

Short hair!

Happy Halloween, Kiddies!

Long Time No See, People.

My God.

Happy Birthday To Me!!!

Good For Me!

PPPBBBTTTH!

WOOT!

Update

I Give Up!

Ugh.

Happy Brithday, 9-11!

No Way!

Cool!

Why is it That the Apocolypse Makes People Paranoid?

WHEEEEEEEEE!

Hehe. Joss Stone is a Baby Stalker.

Social Networking

Omg did you SEE that?!

Sorry I Haven't Posted

Okay, Now I'm Blogging.

See Ya!

Not Bored Anymore!

Google is the Best.

It's Good to be Home.

Frustration ensues.

Cali! Duuuude!

Okay. Now It's my turn... Aww, man!

WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!!??!?

My Weekend Story (Part Two)

My Weekend Story

Oh, Dear (In A Good Way).

Oh... My... GAWD!

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Can I Be Random Today?

Alki

The Picture's Finally Done!

Okay. No more Hindi.

हेल्लो, एंड वेल्कोमे तो माय हिन्दी पोस्ट.

Random Thoughts of the Day

Review!

My Dream

I Had a Nightmare.

Ick.

Three Cheers for Youtube!!!

huff, puff Okay, huff puff Obama time. huff puff