Earth Girl

Bet You Didn't See this Coming

2010-08-02T14:38:00.003+01:00

Alright, so I haven't posted in a year in a half... But I'm gonna make it work this time because I was just reading a couple of my posts and along with cracking myself up, I really liked remembering the stuff I wrote down!

So... Here are a few facts that might cheat the year and a half of postless-ness :)

I have a job waitressing (I'm never gonna get tired of telling waitress stories so expect a few of those).
I am learning how to drive - did a lesson today. TOTALLY nailed the roundabouts, and the whole left hand side of the road, in the wrong side of the car thing :P
This year I'm going into Upper Sixth which means I'm a senior. Kind of.
I only get to do 3 subjects! Graphics, English Lit and Philosophy. Philosophy messes with you head.
Bring it on.
90% sure I'm going to University in the States. OHYEAH. Mainly because that means I can stay up till 2am and drive to Wal Mart and pick up Ben and Jerry's WHENEVER I WANT. Obviously that's the most important thing to consider when deciding what country to go to University....
Basically I can do a lot of stuff that I read about on MLIA :)

So I got back from America Thursday morning and thought I recovered from jet lag, but apparently not. I could NOT get to sleep last night until about 2:30am. So I finished Wuthering Heights. Man that book does. not. end. The font size is incredibly deceptive. So when you think 350 pages? Piece of cake, I read the entire Twilight Saga in four days.

You're wrong. So wrong. And I swear the story could have been told in about 12 pages. It just talks about the weather in ridiculously epic paragraphs. Then when something significant happens like a baby is born that becomes a main character, you would think that would be mentioned! And to make it more confusing, that baby had the same name as the woman that just died.

Anyway, enough of the rant about a classic book. I did enjoy the last 70 pages :)

In the airport on the way back I had one bag that I had to hold, a little suitcase (bought that morning at a thrift store by Grandma) that had a really short extension handle making me have
to take tiny steps so that it wouldn't trip me up. And a bumble bee pillow. A fairly standard combination... Got a few funny looks but it didn't bother me too much until a very helpful man who I'm sure thought I was 12 made sure I knew where I was going and what I was doing and double checked to make sure, and waited while I was checking the screen. He was very nice to do that (one of the reasons I love America) and I'm sure it was due to the large, squishy, smiling, yellow pillow I was holding :)

I realize there isn't much of a structure going on here but I shall continue anyway :)

Last night Katherine got home from Glasgow visiting le boyfriend. She brought home George of the Jungle. Probably the best present she's ever come home with. I don't think I'm ever going to grow up in terms of movie taste. I mean I love a really good movie that just isn't for kids, but things like Disney movies are just brilliant. I live for the computer generated facial expressions and jokes told by funny voices.

By the way guys, AMERICA WAS AMAZING. Thank you so much for letting me eat your food and sleep in your beds and for taking me places :)
And taking me shooting.
And to the movies.
And to restaurants.
And swimming.
And letting me drive.
And letting me spend an hour and a half in one store...
Gotta say, the last night was a pretty good finale. It'll be hard to top that next time! Whenver that may be...

Currently my cat thinks he's the king of everything and he should be my sole object of attention. He's jumping on the couch and he thinks it's ok to sit on my hands where I'm typing and then when I move him, he's looks at my like 'What? This is my spot. You now have permission to fawn over me.'

I think it's time for me to do something productive now like watch a movie.

Just as another random tag on, I'll share my two favourite songs right now :)
Train- You already know. Youtube it now. You have to wait for about a minute before it gets good. So worth it. Do it.
And, The King Blues - I Got Love. I reeeally like songs with British accents in at the moment.

Do not fear, I shall blog again shortly!

Random Update

2009-01-06T17:34:00.002Z

I just had an English Lit exam. This means that I wrote about sympathy, mockingbirds, relationships, the moon, technology, nature, moral values, tension and high heels IN ONE PAPER. It's was 2 and a half hours long and because I have retarded hands that are cold all the time, I don't get writer's cramp like everyone else, which is a plus.

I went outside for 5 minutes to walk from school to the car. That was an hour and a half ago and my toes are still defrosting.

I'm getting a pink phone :)
I picked out a phone that I wanted and my Mom ordered it for me, then they said it was out of stock. THEN I went on their website and they said it was in stock so I was like DUDE what is the DEAL? So I called the people up and waited on hold while that ridiculous music played. This guy picked up (is it weird to think he sounded cute?) and I said blah blah blah then he said hold. Then I said ok. Then the ridiculous music started playing again. He said when I ordered, they were out of stock, but then they came back in stock. That was a great story, don't you think?....

Anyway. It's exams week. And it will be next week, too. And the week after. Physics tomorrow. I bet you didn't know that electromagnetic induction only works with a changing magnetic field. That was the cleverest thing I could think of, and it doesn't even sound scary-smart.

It's cold here.

I read Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse in 4 days :)
I joined the Edward Cullen fanclub of Facebook today. You should,too.

I have to revise now. Oh joy.

Twilight: The Review

2008-12-20T11:45:00.002Z

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
After 5 months of anticipation and random outbursts of squeals, I FINALLY SAW TWILIGHT!! It came out in the UK yesterday. My poster came in the mail today. I listened to the soundtrack 43 times yesterday and Gina and I were trying to figure out where each song would be in the movie. I loved the 2 Paramore songs. At the cinema, a group of girls with twilight t-shirts were first in line :). We assured Gina's Mom that we were NOT as obsessive as them (only because the t-shirts are christmas presents...).

I liked the beginning. It was immense.
(One of )My favourite parts in the book was the meadow scene. They didn't do it right in the movie.
I loved the placing of the song 'Supermassive Blackhole' - when they were playing baseball. That scene was awesome. Emmett was cool.
Their first kiss started off awkward, then it appeared that Edward's thought process changed from 'sweet and precious' to 'let's get it on' in 3.2 seconds. And why wasn't she wearing any pants?!
Jasper did looked constipated.
The ballet studio scene was amazing. Loved it.
There were too many little scenes that were 30 seconds long at the beginning.
I liked Edward's peacoat.
She didn't wear enough make up to prom.
They didn't have the JacobBella tree.
I thought the scene where he shows Bella his monster-ness was awesome. And scary. And cute.
They could have done more with the sparkling skin.
When they first met was good, except he looked like he was about to puke rather than eat her.
Having said the ballet studio scene was amazing, when Edward was sucking the venom out of her arm, it looked like he was making out with the wrong part of her. Just about everyone in the theatre laughed :)
They should have had more Alice.
The tree scene was cool.
He was hot when he did that car spinny thing then got out to save Bella from the idiotfaces in Port Angeles. Then he did another car spinny thing. DON'T MESS WITH EDWARD.
I thought it was sweet how they added the scene when Bella is sleeping and she moves her head to sleep on Edward's tummy.
Bella never got to say 'You dazzle people.'
Edward and Bella should have read the book before making the movie.
'Let me sign' was perfect for the movie. And they put it in the perfect place. *Sigh* So cute. My favourite part in the song is when he says 'I will wrap you in my arms.' *Sigh* So cute. Listen to it and you will agree. Even though you can't really understand him when he sings.
I liked Bella's ring.
Could you tell Edward was english? I could. Gina couldn't.

I'm seeing it again on Monday.
If there is nobody in the world close to Edward's perfectness, I blame Stephanie Meyer for breaking the hearts of 4 million girls.

In the meantime I get to revise for my mock exams! Hooray!
Here's 'Let me Sign'

The book was better.
That's all.

PS I chose red writing to signify the theme of vampires but, with a green background, it adds a bit of a christmas touch, don't you think?

PPS Happy Birthday Joshua.

That's Such A Mom thing To Do

2008-11-27T18:09:00.003Z

My Mom saw this in the window display of a Miss Sixty shop. She loved it. Now, all 7 feet of it is in our hallway...

(By the way, it says 'IN LOVE')

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

2008-11-05T18:12:00.003Z

OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH

I just got reobsessed with Twilight...

Ok first of all, on Gina's facebook it says 'Gina just saw a sign saying 'fly tipping' and is wondering if that's the same thing as cow tipping.

Yup, that's Gina.

Secondly, we were talking on the phone for an hour about Twilight and Twilight alone and we discovered the soundtrack... Seriously if you thought I was obsessed you ain't seen NOTHING. Except she doesn't like Bella. Which is probably very annoying seeing as it's all in Bella's eyes. Anyhoo guess what she found:

AHahhahahahahahahahaahahahha. Isn't it sooooooooooo cute??? And sweeeeeeeeeeeeet? 45 days!!

Graphics

2008-09-09T17:53:00.003+01:00

Graphics is pretty much my favourite subject, because I like being creative, and I'm good at it. But sometimes my teacher can be a little... well I don't really have a word, maybe you can think of one for me after this story.

You should know that during the last week of school (when we had no other work given to us), we were told we had to do 6 pages of development. That's 6 A3 pages - which means it's really big. Umm, HELLO??? Last week of school, never gave us more than 2 to do in a week etc. etc. The criteria of the marking page askes for 6-8. 2 optional pages. I managed to finish all of them so I wouldn't have to worry about it over summer. However, a lot of people never finished, and still haven't, she's been having to hassle about 90% of my class about it (and I mean HASSLE).

So, I was on the computer after school doing my digital work and my teacher came round to me and asked to see my sketchbook. I handed it to her and she saw my 6 pages and says to me. 'You need to do 2 more pages of development work.' I stared at her uncomprehending.
'What?'
'You've only done six.' And your point is? 'It's 6 to 8 development pages, right?'
'Ya...'
'So that means you need to do 2 more'
'Ummm ok.... ???'

Does that make any sense to you WHAT SO EVER? Do you see her logic? She said so herself that it was 6 to 8 pages. I don't mind doing them because I was thinking of doing an extra page anyway but I was just a bit befuddled by the way she said that. Am I right or am I having an unecessary rant about nothing?

Oh ya, the tights are Fo Shizzle

2008-09-07T14:02:00.005+01:00

So I got in the car after church and this was playing...

And I was wearing these shoes...

Coincidence? I think NOT!

The tights are cool, huh? I gotta few stares for those :)

Take Me Back

2008-09-01T16:58:00.004+01:00

Ok y'all, I'm ready to come back. England is semi-officially a been there done that. Of course, I was greeted with a warm welcome back, a few stories in the car driving to Manchester. My eyes were almost staying open without anyone having to slap me. Picture taking with a friend in a big city straight after getting off a 8 1/2 hour flight may not seem like a wise decision, but it did keep me awake for 2 hours. On the other hand, however, reading Eclipse in a quiet room upstairs above my Mom's shop did not. I fell I sleep, but was awaken by my Mom laughing at my poor attempt to stay awake. Now, this post may become (or already is) disjointed and nonsensical (is that a word, if so, go me!), but it's making me think and that's keeping me awake. 3 more hours 3 more hours.

As I get out of the car -into the rain- I shuffle through the door and upstairs to put my stuff down. My bed is covered in ka-rap. There's some alliteration for you. All over the floor are odd bits of clothes and my school files. On the desk, there's a make up brush set laying open with 5 brushes missing. And my orchid has died :( BUT, when I went to take I bath, I discovered there was an adventerous new shampoo...

A mani-pedi is on my schedule. As is unpacking, finishing eclipse, school stuff blah blah blah. It's not all bad, though. There's a case of 'good root beer' in the kitchen and I get to hug and pet and squish my kitties till the cows come home. I miss friendly americans, I miss my aunts and uncles and grandparents and cousins and..., I miss Wal Mart, I miss Taco Bell, I miss the tempurpedic bed and my nightly adventures with my aunts, to get an innocent tub of Ben and Jerry's or to get a black cow.

But guess what I was doing today? I did it TWICE!! I was DEFYING GRABITY! Well, that's all I have to say. Maybe my brain will come up with some more fascinating details to blog about. It probably would help once I get out of the grumpy, jet lagged teenager mode, dontchya think?

Gotta go read now, Edward is back.

Cool Dress

2008-08-27T22:44:00.002+01:00

Livin the Dream

2008-08-13T19:19:00.007+01:00

I'm listening to Jason Mraz, babysitting Danyo, eating cheetos, blogging and sitting in America... SIMULTANEOUSLY!!! That's pretty impressive. So, I haven't done a propa post for A-ges. And this one is gonna be a good-un. So I've spent my summer with my cool aunt, my aunt who rides on her past coolness but she's still AWESOME and the Leishmisters. So far the highlight of my summer has been seeing Wicked and the worst part will be writing my English coursework on Romeo and Juliet. I haven't done that yet, but I can ASSURE you that will be the worst.

I brought my crazy English friend with me. I tried to prep her ALL YEAR for my Mom's family. It wasn't enough. I don't think it's possible. But she liked them so much she was like 'Dude, I'm coming next year, even if you're not.' (Danyo just turned on the vacuum - SO funny). So, while my friend and I were on the plane to the USA we kept flipping out every 5 minutes trying to contain our squealing fits. As soon as we were about to land in Atlanta, my friend G, immediately goes 'It looks like England.' My cool aunt took us to Wal Mart to get a shower curtain and we were all ready for a party, but as soon as we walked in we had no energy left - we looked like English Zombies.

ANYWAY... I'll skip ahead a few days to Chicago - we got to stay in an immensely groovey hotel. Where the 'Take my booger' scenario happened... (Sorry It's a little dark).

Then the Cheesecake incident where G bit S because she was in the way of the chocolate cheesecake. Apparently. Anyway, apart from Wicked I really enjoyed going to the Millenium Park all 5 times. We played in the big face fountains and dipped our feet into the feet-dipping stream and saw the big silver bean.

The Hancock was pretty cool, too...

But I would have to say the highlight of Chicago (apart from Wkd) was going to the toy section of Macy's :)

And TADA!!!!!! The show was A-MA-ZING. It was so amazing, I bought one of their incredibly overpriced hoodies :)

So that was Chicago. In MO, we went swimming everyday, ate Sheridan's and Grandma's burritos and took videos of the uber cute RED. We also did this quite a few times... Read it in your head first, then get a victim to read it out loud, but be preparerd to pee your pants. I learned it from a friend during a french revision period (?)

Eye arm wetawded

Eye arm sofa king wetawded

Get it? Did ya laugh? Ok, well that's fun to do in a big group.

Anyways....

Then I left for Oootah. We went to Yellowstone. On the first night, we (plus my aunt and uncle) went to see Oklahoma. It was pretty hilarious. I could quote my favourite line, but it wouldn't make sense to y'all.

Yellowstone we really serreal, especially the areas where the ground was orange or where the sides of the valley were orange and pink. It was really smelly though... Especially the Sulphur Couldron (aka The Gates of Hell). I think my little sister was about to puke it was that bad. We saw a bison roaming around. It was so cool. My sister took about 400 pictures that day, but unfortunately I don't have the camera.

Après ca, it was the Leishmister family reunion. That was pretty good, we ordered a 6 foot club sandwich that was massive. And there was homemade potato salad, root beer, brownies. Mmmmmm.... brownies. We played a bunch of games and then (being the rebels we are) my sister, cousin and I snuck off a whole 10 minutes early!! But the next morning we got to wake up at 5am to catch our flight. That was fun. And now I'm here and I'm ready to eat some lunch!!

Men and their Cars, what's their problem?

2008-06-27T20:19:00.005+01:00

So, I take the bus to school with Katherine and it's a 5 minute drive from home. Right next to the bus stop is a small parking lot and to get to it, you have to go up a little hill where the entrance is. WELL, my Dad pulls in and goes almost to the back and turns around so he can get out again after he lets us out. It's always been, me and Katherine, a guy my age and a girl a year younger than K, but recently there's been a boy that's about 10 coming to the bus stop and his Dad's arragant habits, drives us nuts...

The first time we encountered him, he got to the bus stop before us and we couldn't turn into the parking lot because his car was parked on the hill ---- the only way to get in. We patiently waited for him to back up to let us in and we forgave him as it was his first time dropping his son off. But as we came into the parking lot, he drove back down so he was blocking the entrance. We figured he was just letting his son out and would turn out immediately after. He didn't. He stayed put until the bus came and drove off. But being the good people we are, we kept our odd looks to ourself and dismissed it.

The next day. He was there again, blocking the entrance. We waited for him to back up. We pulled in. He drove forward again. He did it the next day. And the next. Somedays we beat him there. But instead of waiting behind us after he had turned around, he zoomed past us to resume his perch on the hill.

Finally, my Dad decided that giving him his oh-so-cold evil eye was not enough. So, as we came up to the turn and saw him on his hill, my Dad didn't slow down and wait for him this time, he turned in without putting on his brakes until the last second, there was 2 inches left between their bumpers. I think that scared the crap out of him. So now he doesn't stay on the hill anymore. However, when we beat him there, he still thinks it's right to zoom past and park in front of us. But when he beats us, we remain BEHIND him. I think he thinks his authority has been undermined, and now that he's learned that he can't be top dog in the parking lot, he must act in this arragant way. Woah, psychology evalutation alert.

At least he doesn't drive a BMW. If we told my Mom about him and if he drove a BMW my momma would be out there in 2 seconds flat giving him a piece of her mind. She has a thing about BMW drivers :).

Anyway, I think the guy has told his son that we're the type of people that's putting England to shame or something silly, cuz his son is a real snot to us. Or maybe it's just in his blood :)

Guess What Came in the Mail...

2008-06-24T20:19:00.005+01:00

It's PRETTY AWESOME

You will be seeing me and Gina wearing them when you pick us up from the airport :-D Cool or embarassing? Hmmmmm....

I know what I think!

Look, it gets better ---->

(It's gone a bit weird because I was balancing on some boxes in a closet in the middle of day and the t-shirt was on one of those gym balls :-))

D of E

2008-05-24T12:34:00.004+01:00

Remember the picture of my boots a few posts ago? Well they still look as good as new. I also wore my bright white marshmallow waterproof -- which later became how my group was distincted. And my Dad got me a cool sunhat. It was reversable.

Katherine had previously done the same walk that I was about to do and she assured me of how easy it was. 'Oh, you're gonna die! That walk was so hard, I couldn't move for a week. It was harder than my bronze walk, harder than my silver walk and harder than my gold.' I stopped her before she could go on.

When my friend Bethany and I had arrived in the parking lot, our teachers had to check our bags and confiscated anything that they thought was useless ie. tubs of chocolate cake and tubes of pringles... They also 'weighed' our bags by picking them up. I decided to take advantage of one of the teacher's stupidity when he asked me...

'So what do you have in your bag?'
'Baked beans'
'Baked beans?? Your not supposed to have cans, they're far too heavy.'
'Oh it's not in a can.'
'What's it in'
'A ziploc bag'
'Ewww, gross. That will leak everywhere.'
'No it's ok, I duct taped it up around the edges.'
'You're weird.'

Later we told him that we, in fact, did not have baked beans in our bag. A look of relief passed across his face, but to cover up his gullable-ness he said 'I wouldn't put it past you.'
Sure.

The teachers gave us the basic safety talk. What to do if someone falls over. Not to talk to strangers. You can't buy anything from the shops. And don't get a cake from the nice old man in the caravan.

As we were told we could leave, we set off feeling good. 10 minutes later, we were all scratching our heads wondering where the heak we were supposed to go. We were looking for a reservoir and we were right above a hill and couldn't quite see what was over the top. Bethany said 'I'm pretty sure the reservoir is right there, right where we can't see anything.' She said it in a completely serious tone and she seemed to know what she was talking about, so kept going. Oh what fools we were.

Finally we figured out that we were not going the right way. We turned around and I decided to have a go at navigating. We saw the resevoir about 15 minutes later, approximately 7 minutes from our starting point... We all had a 'Wahoo' session and carried on. Little did we know that that would be the easiest part of our walk.

About an hour later, we stopped for lunch where all the teachers were. We sat down to our squashed sandwiches, warm water and bruised apples. And 10 feet away, the teachers ordered a burger I'm sure just to rub it in our face. After finding out that 2 groups had already passed us we set off again with instructions from Mr. Burger Breath.

Then came the woods. We thought we were lost right as we got to a huge hill. So we went back down an immensely steep hill only to find 20 minutes later that the huge hill that we stopped at, was the one to go up. So we had to go back up the immensely steep hill and the huge hill, and a few more after that. Everyone hated that forest afterwards...

A few more hours of getting lost, groups over taking us and constantly eating chocolate (for energy purposes) we came to a sign that said 'Gradbach.' Our campsite. Another 'Wahoo' session. Only, there was no campsite. There were 2 tents in a tiny field and because we all go to a private school and had the mathmatical knowledge that 87 people would not fit in 2 tents and not make a sound, we were befuddled once again.

We turned back to find another group approaching us and told them we had no idea what to do. Boy were we wrong to say a word to THAT group. They were all the glamour chick/ popular/ never had to do anything themselves Grumps from Grouchville. As they came up to the tiny campsite we said to them, 'That's not it.' One of them turned around and said 'YOU'RE the ones who are following US!' After a lot more of guiding them to the position we were in then and huffy girls being huffy girls, one of them turned around and whispered 'Sorry' to us.

30 minutes later we collapsed on the campsite. We tried to set up our tent, but the wind was blowing so hard Bethany practically got blown away. The group of idiots next to us (they really are idiots) pointed and laughed at us. What kind of people do that? One of the nice ones came over and helped us after so we forgave him.

Everyone had brought flip flops with them to bum around the campsite with, but because it was so cold we all wore socks with them. It's an attractive look. We visited our friends down the hill and such. And a few hours later we 'went to bed.' Around midnight we got out of our tent to see some other friends and we were about to go see the group down the hill when we saw a green light heading towards us. Bethany said 'Mike, you're hurting my eyes put your flashlight down.' Then an angry voice said 'GET TO BED!' We were one of the first to get told off so we scurried back to our tent and listened to him getting more angry. Teehee.

6am start. Made oatmeal. I had to clean the pots. Enough said.

We were the 2nd group to set off (we decided we needed it or else we would surely be last). But the teachers didn't stagger the groups very well and within 8 minutes a group of guys passed us. It was The Idiots. As they stopped to take off their jackets one of them said, 'You all look like s***.' We thanked him dearly and carried on.

When we were walking through a couple of fields a sheep started baa-ing at us. Then the one next to it did. Then the one on the other side of us did. Pretty soon the entire field was booing us away. As we were heading out of the field we noticed a particularly bold one who was right near the gateway we had to get through. At that point we were in 2 groups about 10 feet apart. The sheep's head followed the first group as it passed. Then as we were coming past, its head couldn't decide which one to follow, so it went back and forth then settled on following our every move. We were very glad to get out of that field. But it wasn't over yet...

Just outside of the gateway, we were looking at the map deciding which way to go. Everyone had their back to the wall and as I turned around to face where we had just come from, the sheep was standing in the gate way. It was like a scary movie. My mouth dropped and I pointed. Everyone turned around and the sheep started to charge. We all did a bit of a squeal and jumped back. The sheep got scared and ran into another field.

THEN (!) As I was peering through to see the evil sheep, I saw another running in our direction. I assumed it was running to see one of it's sheep friends. But it kept coming. Eventually after it passed all of the sheep and I knew it was running for us, I went behind the wall and everyone else went in the opposite direction. The sheep's head popped out. It turned it's head to me and gave me evils so I jumped up and ran before it could eat me. I guess it thought we were a bit boring and turned around. It sounds a bit pathetic, running from a sheep. But it was SCA-RY.

After the sheep fiasco we discovered it was the EASIEST WALK EVER. You couldn't get lost if you tried. It was basically: follow the path, cross the road, follow the path and voila! It was a bit boring and my feet were killing me. So to cheer myself up we all sang 'She'll be comin' round the mountain' for half an hour. We got to the carpark EARLY!! And because I called my Mom on my phone --which is still lost by the way-- and told her we would be early, my Papi was already there. Then during the car ride home he couldn't get me to shutup about everything.

And that was only a practice.

GEEZ THAT WAS A LONG POST

Note to Self:

2008-05-21T21:29:00.006+01:00

When making to-do lists, don't be vague.

Within the last three days I have realized that I have misplaced my mobile phone. I brought it with me to D of E (more to come on this) and had it right to the end. I checked my school bag, my blazer, my charger, my dresser, my coat pockets, my parent's cars. Then I noticed a small 'To Do' list on my desk.

It said 'Hand in phone -Check'

The only problem is, I have no idea what that means.

For the past 2 days I've been trying to say 'Hand in phone' with different emphasis on different words/ syllables/ beats. I've been looking for a hidden meaning. I've studied the handwriting to see if it really is mine or if i did or could have mispelled or missed out a word.

Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zéro. Diddley-squat.

Am I blonde? Check.

I'm 15 What do you expect?

2008-05-03T13:40:00.003+01:00

I just listened to 'Drops of Jupiter.' LOVE that song. Loveitloveitloveit. Anyway, this week was interesting. Here's my story.

Monday morning my class was told that we were going to have a sex ed lecture/ activity day on Friday. Of course being 15, everyone was really excited. Later that day my form teacher put up a list of our specific groups for Friday. I noticed one name, Sara, who I was really good friends with and decided to go downstairs and tell her (he form teacher isn't as overly efficient as mine). As soon as I opened the door, I saw her and without thinking, yelled REALLY LOUDLY,

"SARA, I'M IN YOUR SEX ED GROUP!!"

The second I said that I slapped my hand across my mouth, partially because there were a lot of people in there that heard what I said, but mainly because there were 2 camouflaged teachers sat down in front of me. Luckily they were the type of teachers that had got used to all of the retarded stuff that came out of the younger generation, and frankly didn't care.

After that, I laughed at myself for about 10 minutes, then went across to the other side of the room, where 2 of my friends were sat in the corner with their mp3 player on full blast. They said they heard me. I think it was a 'had to be there moment.' But still, I'll remember it forever and ever if I blog about it :-D

K is ordering a bunch of t-shirts for a holiday with her frieds, so I got an idea.... Now Gina and I are getting big, pink, rave t-shirts saying 'GEEK IN THE PINK.' If we're feeling really obnoxious we might wear them to the airport together :-D Heeeeeee. By the way, if anyone is unfamiliar with the term 'Geek in the Pink' go listen to Jason Mraz, we're obsessed with him. OBSESSED. In a good way...

Math. Math is probably my most boring subject. Due to the teacher who forces us to sit and do algebra for an hour straight. I had some cordial stuff in a bottle on my desk the WHOLE lesson and about 10 minutes before the end of the lesson she says to me, 'Katherine, put that juice away it will spill all over the desk.' I thought to myself EXCUSE ME? a) My name isn't Katherine and b) I am not 5 years old. I felt like saying 'It's cordial ACTUALLY' but I didn't. Although I said it to Gina when she walked away. Which made her laugh, so my teacher gave us evils again :) She's a lovely woman I'm sure.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to watch MONK. Then Dr. Who. Then Pushing Daisies :)

Prepare Youself...

2008-04-24T20:45:00.002+01:00

A picture says a 1000 words.

And I've got LOTS!

Enjoy!

http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=1075672678

I hope that link works, look at the 2 most recent albums :-D

Sore Back, Bruised Hips, Blistered Feet.... D of E Rocks!!

2008-04-15T16:41:00.005+01:00

D of E is kind of like a snobby english version of Girl Scouts, I guess. It stands for Duke of Edinborough, and basically you train to go on an expedition, for which you need high tech gear like hiking boots, a rucksack, a platapus, a trangia etc. etc. WELL, on Sunday we had a random 'Full Pack Walk' where you walk around for 3 hours (in my case, 4) with 1/4 of your body weight on your back with 6 other people. A week bofore it, my father and I scoured eBay for some rockin' equipment. And guess what I found...

Now, most people go for stuff like vomit coloured boots, vile green rucksacks, and black waterproofs. On Tuesday I got some skyblue and white hiking boots.

On Friday came my purple backpack. And on Saturday Katherine gave me her humungous, white waterproof, which, while I wore, I looked like a deflated marshmallow. I already had a decent pink jacket. Then to top it off, my Dad lent me some orange socks, I wore pink gloves and a blue hat with a bobbley bit at the top. I felt very cool.

When I got there, I found the rest of my group and joined them, then a teacher came along and help us fit our rucksack. One of my friends boasted that she had the entire series of Harry Potter in her rucksack. Another, the immense amount of food and 6 litres of water. The teacher was making fun of my fuzzy pink gloves. He asked me where I got them and I said '2 pounds from Claires' Then he said something about me wearing a Gor-tex crop top from claires but I didn't really hear him. I was actually wearing one from a proper shop so I said 'Ya I am!' Then everyone started laughing at me :-)

All of the groups had to leave at 20 minute intervals and our time was 10:20. It was that time when we realized one of our members was missing. 10:25 - we called her. She had just left the house. 10:32 - she arrived with no socks on. 10:37 everyone was ready and we set off.

Our next delay was trying to do the elephant effect up a steep hill. It was my idea, I felt like a genius until we tried it. Each person was to hold onto one of the gazillion straps of the backpack of the person in front. As you can imagine, after a lot of chocolate, and me not being the strongest of people at the front, it didn't really work. I just about fell ontop of everyone it was that bad. Then we had another chocolate break (one of many).

But that wasn't NOTHIN yet. There was another hill that was practically vertical. With slippy mud. And nothing to grab onto. My friend ended up falling over 4 TIMES! Once she fell over the 1st time, she had no chance. She tried to get up, but slipped and fell over again, up, down, up, down.

We ended up missing 2 turns in the road, but luckily, both times there was a teacher to tell us we went wrong. We seemed to be taking a long time, our problem was taking too many breaks. As we got up into the woods, where teachers wouldn't be able to guide us, I was helping one of my friends with her rucksack. The Harry Potter one. All of the weight had sagged down, and was gradually pulling her pants down with it. While I was doing this, another 2 were looking at the wooden electric fence. ????????? They claimed it had a sign on it saying 'Electric Fence' even though it was wood. Anyway, the conversation ended up on me, I can't remember how, and my Polish friend made a comment about me. She said, 'Ya, she smells a lot.' We all stared at her and said 'What?'

'She smells a lot' She demonstrated my smiling.

'Ohhhhhhhhhhh, she SMILES a lot.' Hehe, it was her polish accent.

After one of our breaks we walked for about 45 minutes and decided to take a 5 minute break. I timed it, we were very good about it. Then we got up and walked for about 5 more minutes. Then we saw a tree swing. Of course we HAD to stop and have a go, even though we just had a break. It was a rope with a stick on the end that was too high to sit on, so we just did a run up and swung on it by our hands. Right after I had my go, Mr Ridley - a teacher who I hear is usually moody or unpredictable showed up. I was sure he was gonna kill us. After all we were in a forest, unsupervised, swinging on a stick attatched to a thin rope with our backpacks on.

He told us to get a move on, but by that point Harry Potter girl's sole of her shoe was about to come off so she couldn't walk anymore. We got to the top of the hill with the teacher and tried to sort it out. His walkie-talkie said something and he went, 'Ya, I found them.' They had to send out a teacher to go looking for us! We felt special. That's how late we were. We had been walking for 3 hours and still had 30 minutes to go. Plus the shoe thing took up 15 minutes. We ended up tying a shoelace around the shoe to keep it from coming off...

3 hours and 45 minutes. 4 hours after we should have left. We were the last group to return. And just as we'd finished it started to rain. It was definitely interesting.

General Hoo ha

2008-04-05T14:11:00.006+01:00

I have an urge to blog.
But there's so many possibilities!!
I could blog about how I almost fell off a horse yesterday.
Or how I went tubing.
Or K's 18th birthday bash.
I could blog about how I've been waiting to watch Monk since I woke up.
Or the party I went to last night.
Maybe the piano lesson that I was supposed to have this morning.
Or how about stomping on the garbage.
Seeing Step Up 2
Moving my movie night 4 times.
My movie night.
English coursework.
My birthday in 3 weeks
How retarted my cats are.
How messy my room is.
Why I'm wearing a Mickey Mouse hat.
The fashion show I am going to tomorrow.
My new school shoes.
How excited I was when I got a letter in the mail.
How disappointed I was when I found out it was from Specsavers telling me that I need to make an appointment.
My new block of pink plastic/ wax/ glue that I got FREE in a magazine, that they call lip gloss.
I haven't done my nails in a whole 3 days.
How I got 2008 on the helicopter game.
What I had for lunch.
How amazingly fun it was to mop the floor.
How tall Katherine is.
How stinky A-M's feet are (just kidding...)
My new found amazement with tipx-ex
How both of my watch straps with sentimental value have broken.

Or maybe I'll just wait for something SO amazing I'l just HAVE to blog about it...

And why do they have Webdings as a one of the few font options?

That Darn Cath

2008-03-28T14:10:00.005Z

I went to my Mom's shop today for the second time this week. Usually she brings the other two, but they wouldn't be able to wake up at noon, forget 8am. I brought 2 CD cases, gum and my English coursework concerning 'Children growing up too quickly.' We have to write to Argue/ Persuade/ Advise; one of the dreaded triplets... During the car ride somehow my Mom sarted talking about that kind of stuff, so when I got to the shop, I wrote down as much as I could remember.

Later that day, Cath, the infamous old lady that is a regular customer came in and asked about school and homework. Then I said, 'Well actually I have some english coursework under the counter that I'm doing. I have to write an argumentative piece in response to "Children growing up too quickly." And I'm saying yes.' Now, a normal 70 year old lady, that is supposed to hobble around and wear their plastic bandanas for rainy days in England would have said something like, 'That's nice' and carried on with life. But this is Cath, who drinks Vodka and cranberry juice on a regular basis and once burst into the shop yelling 'IS THE POPE CATHOLIC?!' She is a hoot, as my Mom describes her. She always has something to talk about, opinions to share, horrendous stories from 50 years ago, or from the day before.

WELL, she starts going on and on about how that is NOT the case, kids are growing up too slowly. And she mentioned something about her Dad having long trousers when he was 14 (?). Anyway, she asked where my Mom was and I said 'Oh, she just sneaked across the street to talk to a friend.'
'The protein shop?' I nod. 'The ENEMY???!!' I nod.
Finally, my Mom's employee walks in and then they start arguing about my essay. Then my Mom walked in and all 3 of them do. It was quite the sight. I don't think you could get 3 more interesting and completely opposite characters in England, in one room together.
'They have to stay in school till they're 30 nowadays!'
'Yes, but that doesn't make them grow up slower, it just means they're cleverer.' Is cleverer a word?
'But kids now days are drinking and blowing out their livers by the time they're 20 or 30.'
I wonder who said which...

Now my opinions have changed, I am agreeing with that darn Cath, kids are growing up too slowly. :-)

It can only mean 1 thing - I'm on Vacation!!!

2008-03-23T16:42:00.006Z

I suppose I deserve that slap on the wrist :-) But it's only been a month and a half.

I got out of school on Wednesday and I have been meaning to blog but I thought I didn't have anything to blog about. Then last night, I wrote in my diary and was recalling the last few days.

Tuesday: I had Business Studies for my last two lessons, and as it was our last EVER lessons of that term, Mr. M decided we could have a cake day (we bring in huge amounts of sugar in forms of cakes, chocolate etc.), 'cause he's cool. So, that night I made some brownies. They are legendary, if I may say so, but only a few know it's actually from a convenient Costco mix. I just say they taste exceptionally good because they are made with luuuuuuuve. After my dreadfully exciting french lesson, I rushed over to Business Studies with my bag of brownies. I realized then that I still had my huge (and I mean HUGE) orange that I forgot to eat at lunch. I started rolling it around and in the end I got it confiscated, oh I am such a rebel!! Then my entire class went hyper. It was rather funny.

Wednesday: The last, pointless 3 hours of school (9am - 12). We had an 'Easter Quiz' and my team was utterly rubbish. It came second to last in the ENTIRE SCHOOL and there were at least 20 or 30 teams! One of the questions was 'What disney film does the song 'Zippity doo dah' come from?' I'm sorry, but who knows stuff like that? If you do, it's probably because you are much more intelligent than all of the students at my school. Anyway... Then we had this huge, long, boring, have-to-clap-a-lot assembly and went home.

After, I went to a friends house and had beans on toast for lunch. Then my friend's Gran practically forced me to play something on the piano. I didn't know anything to play, so she pulled out a book and I failed miserably trying to sight-read 'Memory.' When I was done she said 'You did very well' then got up and played some insanely difficult piece of music...

Thursday: Thursday was a nothing day, a day necessary to start off the holidays. Basically, you wake up at 11am, go downstairs and watch TV. An hour or so later, you attempt to make some sort of breakfast then watch more TV. It was simply wonderful. But I couldn't do it for more than a day. I would be afraid of my brain frying; not that being on the computer for hours would have the same effect or anything...

Friday: This was sort of do-something-productive-then-watch-some-TV day. Then my Mom came home had a sudden urge to go to Cheshire Oaks (a place with shops, restaurants, bowling alley and a cinema). We spent about 10 minutes deciding what to watch. Us kids got tickets to see 'Meet the Spartans' - a spoof of 300. Then we walked over to Borders, which takes about 5 minutes, and it was FREEZING. My Mom practically lives in Borders. We spent about 30 minutes there, as a result, I now have three new books I would like. After, we went to eat at Chiquitos, and overpriced, snooty mexican place. The kid's meals have twice as much food for half the price. I warned my Mom that last time we went, we left angry, but I didn't mind too much because I really like Mexican food. So we order our food and Mom gets a side of onion rings for about 2.50 (pounds - there doesn't seem to be a pound sign on this keyboard). The side consisted of a grand total of: 5 onion rings!

Next, we walked back to Borders. I think all together we did about 6 lengths of that walk between the restaurants & cinema to Borders. The movie was good, except I was kind of put off by the fact that the main character - a Spartan (big, tough, fearless men) was the gay guy off of 'The Class.' My parents movie lasted an hour and a half longer than hours, so we went to Frankie and Benny's and spent an hour there ordering and eating dessert. A-M and I ending up annoying the (I just went on thesaurus.com to find another word for 'crap,' would 'meadow muffin' be inappropriate?') heck out of Katherine.

And today, well it's Easter Sunday. Basically it's been church, chocolate, cake, waffles, blog. Time for dinner!

It seems I have missed out Saturday. Oh well, must not have been very interesting.

Worthy Blog Material

2008-02-08T19:31:00.000Z

So, Grandma's in the living room mending my blazer, A-M is watching TV, Mom's asleep, Dad's on the computer and Katherine's in Africa. So it's all pretty normal around here (Except for the Katherine bit, obviously). My blog subject: Netball Game. After reading this, I have come to the conclusion that you need your brain switched ON to understand this...

Netball is basically basket ball except you can't bounce the ball - unless it's a bounce pass. So it was our last game of the year, firstly we had to do skills and we learned 'zone marking'. This is when, at the centre pass all of the defenders of one team huddle around the shooting circle. Then when the shooters of the opposing team (one always stays in the circle) try to get in the shooting circle the defenders try to block them out. This is the amusing part... All of the defenders move around the circle depending on which way other shooter is trying to get in. They are supposed to hold their arms above their heads and in the words of my teacher 'look aggressive.' The demonstration was hilarious because no one knew what they were doing and in the end the shooter is supposed to get so frustrated that they just barge into one of the defenders. But then they would be pulled up for contact. It's all very complicated

Then of course we all had to have a go ourselves.. I decided that sound effects were necessary for the attitude of being aggressive. So everyone in our group joined in. It was quite a site. With the wavy-arms-above-the-head and the groans and side stepping together with a shooter about to headbutt one of them. I thought I should share that with you.

Well, I get beaten up when there are sports including balls, by the balls. I remember one volleyball lesson I ducked because the ball was somewhere and got hit anyway, I got smacked in the face and two balls flew at me at once. I of course found it very amusing, as did my teacher. I think she felt sorry for me and raised my effort grade a little. Anyway, I am moving off the subject. Balls + Me = Comical Injuries. Except in netball. I'm good at netball. Netball is the one sport I can do...

So I'm partnered with one of my pals and of course she is A-MAZ-ING at netball, she's pretty tall. I end up in the shooting circle (as a defender) and the other one has been pulled up for contact therefore cannot move until a pass has been made. So it's up to me. Somehow the shooters pass to each other but they miss and it rolls off into my direction, but I still have to run and get it. Now, around the circle are other people trying to get the ball too, but they aren't allowed into the circle hence the standing around it. I dive for the ball before it gets to them, but then I recall skidding into them, then the ball somehow manages to rebound off my face and into the opposing teams hands. How it ended up going into my face, I have no idea. That's number 1.

Number 2: The centre pass. As a joke Annie, my tall, good at netball pal holds the back of my bib without me realizing as the whistle goes for the centre pass. Then I take a step in and want Sophie to pass to me so I yell 'SOPH-' I get pulled back and therefore choked so I can't finish her name. THEN Annie runs in front of me and catches the ball that was supposed to go to me. I was still going 'Huh? Wha? Hey wait a-' But EVERYONE heard my sort of strangled noise and saw Annie do this. So then Annie had to give the ball to me :-) And I think was told that 'violence is not the answer.' We gave each other fake evils and laughed at ourselves and the game carried on.

Number 3: Rebound! Annie was supposed to mark me and I was supposed to mark her, so when I found I wasn't with her I looked around for her and spotted her. I ran to her and had nearly reached her when the ball was being passed to her. So, being the amazing netball player that I am (...) I tried to intercept. Annie and I simultaneously jumped in the air, grabbed for the ball and we landed really close to each other. She managed to get the ball but because she was bigger, as we landed, I rebounded of her hip and went FLYING and landed on the floor, again. Then Annie got told off for violence again which I thought was quite funny. And then I got the ball again. Funny how them things work out, innit?

I just read this through and most of it doesn't make sense, so just try your best. I guess it's a sort of 'Had to be there' moments.

How hard can it be? It's only the wrong side of the road...

2008-02-01T17:53:00.000Z

So my Mom and Grandma pick me up from school. Grandma's driving. As soon as we got out of the school parking lot I knew I was going to be amused by all of the things they would say.
NOTE: Wind shield wipers are repeated many times because it's England and it was raining on and off every 2 minutes.

M: Go left here. Shift. So just the three of us were going to go out to eat- Wind shield wipers... but then I went to Marks and Spencers so we aren't anymore. Turn left here.
G: Left? Right he-
M: No, left
G: Right here?
M: Yes. Shift. Curb!!!! You should have seen here before. Guess what car overtook her?
Me: BMW
M: Yup. Windshield wipers. So I honked at him then he put on his breaks. It was even in a no passing zone!!
G: Ya but road rage-
M: I know but he needs to know not-shift-to mess with me. Turn right here.
G: Right here?
M: Shift. SHIFT!!
G: I'm shifti-
M: Curb!!
G: Well, She got some sushi
M: Ya but it's for me
G: Us
M: ME! Sushi's MY thing.
G: Okay!...
M: Wind shield wipers. Curb!!
*Hits the curb*
Silence
Me: Well I've had eel once.
M: Shift.

Well there's a little snippet...

Who's that Cutie Patootie??

2008-01-23T21:17:00.000Z

You Know when Grandma is here when...

2008-01-22T19:38:00.000Z

My room is clean
We have American goodies are stacked up to the ceiling.
The laundry room has been taken over
The best potato salad in the world is being served at out table (that hasn't happned yet but IT WILL).
'You Raise Me Up' is coming from the piano.
There is generally peace throughout the house.
Someone is looking for shoe polish in the fridge (apparently).
Katherine is sleeping in the living room.
My Mom is calling 'Mom!' frequently (very strange expirience!).

Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen

2008-01-16T21:07:00.000Z

1. Ok, maybe I lied about that whole 'one of a few posts' thing, I got distracted, that's all. By Christmas and such. And by big Math books I had to memorize for my mock-mock-mocks (ie major xams called GCSE's, the final exa,s before these are called mocks. I hae another year until my real mocks so I just had my mock-mock-mocks, make sense? Ya, right.).

2. It is official - I am obsessed with this girl. not by her more her CD, partially her. If I'm not listening to it, then I am singing it or humming it or singing it in my head. Which isn't so bad if I'm in a tediously boring physics lesson, it's annoying when I'm trying to sleep, or when I'm in a Maths exam...

3. I think I have just had a very mature awakening - but that doesn't necessarily mean I am more mature. I have decided that rather than just blogging and keeping a diary, I am going to have a yearly 'Memories' scrapbook and box :-) I've just done my first page. I've also decided that when I see something really cool in a magazine, I won't just think, 'Hey, that's really cool,' but I am going to rip it out. And do something with it. Lamenate it. Frame it. Scan it. Blow it up. Stick in my Fashion/ (new) Interests sketchbook. Sketcn it. Copy it. The possibilities are endless!!

4. One of my new years Resolutions is to blog more frequently. So, next time you see me and I have not done so, I give you permission to slap me on the wrist, then I can blog about it :-)

5. I just got a new library card. And I get to put it next to my new bank card. Next to my YMCA card that may or may may not have my real name on it. In my 88c wallet. I get really excited when I get official stuff with my name on it.

6. And now the finale of my confessions for the night...

IT'S PAST MY BEDTIME!

4 Days till Christmas!

2007-12-21T12:00:00.000Z

Well I have been out of school for less than 48 hours and I've already painted my nails 3 times :-) I've had eggs and rice at least 4 times, too. Made all by myself! Blogging is on my Todo list so here is one of a few before January 7th (when school starts).

Last Friday I had TWO parties in a row -- One was at a jungle gym and the other was a movie night/ sleepover thing. I thought the Jungle Gym idea was ingenius. It was hilarious watching all these 15 year old girls (and especially the butch boys) trying to scramble up the round steps and the mini platforms :-) Me and my friend decidded to race eachother and because we are so cleaver the whole party joined in, it was awesome. Then we all sat down at this mini table and chairs and were served bright orange pizza and potato smileys - they probably only get party bookings for 5 year olds. There was an overlap in bookings so there was another party of little kiddies and they were horrible! I wasn't abused personally but some unlucky people were...

So then my taxi (ie my Dad) picked me up and drove me to my other friend's house. We played volleyball with the balloon that was in my party bag and I coloured in my colouring book with the crayons that were in it, too. Then we half watched The Holiday -half had another round of volleyball. We played this rather cool game where you have to answer questions according to a rule, it's really hard to explain but it was a good game :-) I got to sleep on the couch, but I was nominated to do so because I had to leave at 8am -6hours after we called it a night- for my piano lesson. I was looking and feeling a mess at that point and usually when this happens my piano teacher says something along the lines of 'Oh dear, you look AWFUL!' - he's not afraid to speak his mind. But thankfully he didn't...

Moving on. You can always tell in my house when it's Winter/ Christmas because we have ORANGES on the porch, I just thought that was interesting :-)

Now I have to go conjugate French verbs...

7 Random Things About Moi!

2007-11-15T19:32:00.000Z

1. Ever since I started learning french this year I try to say every other thing in french.

2. I used to ask for advanced subraction sums when I was 4, just for fun.

3. I have a father who thinks chewing gum , wearing more than one ring on each hand especially on your thumb, wearing toe rings, drinking soda with a straw, artificial hair colour, stretch limos, fake nails, fake tan, boob jobs, Big Brother, viynl or illuminum siding on houses (?) and McDonald's are all vulgar. But when he thinks I have said : 'I just won the gross out trophy' he claps. And also he has uncontrolable gas, at home.

4. I wear weird hats in the security of my home, my personal favourite is a blue wizard's hat with Mickey Mouse ears sticking out of the side.

5. I live in England, was born in Egypt and am American - that's random enough isn't it?

6. I can remember really weird things. For example my phone number from when I was seven, word for word snippets of conversations, the price of someting I bought three years ago, the capital of Finland...

7. I'm in love with the fashion world and designer labels but will not rest until I have got something from ebay to £1.00.

These aren't as random as I'd like them to be but I've only known myself for so many years.... But if you know me you'll know how random I can be!

It's A Quick One!

2007-11-02T20:25:00.000Z

This is about A-M. And her German teacher's name. In Germany you would say mister as heir or something, pronounced as 'hair.' His last name is Glue. And he's bald. You do the math.

This One's for S

2007-10-25T18:08:00.000+01:00

Relationship: Aunt

Our song: No Particular Place to Go by Chuck Berry

Our Show: Ourselves

Best Present She Ever Gave Me: Very much needed Taco Bell

Our Food: Breakfast restaurants and Starbucks

Best Road Trip: To see the big trees

Longest Road Trip: To see Nobody

She would never: not know how to get back home if she was spun around in a car and put in a back alley and blind folded.

She always: wants to go swimming with me

Can't believe I did: Thought she wasn't as cool as Nobody

Weirdest thing I've seen her do: Eat a lemon whole

What I love: When she calls me

Jelous of: Cute Baby

Cutest Picture of Us (that I can find):

This One's for Nobody

2007-10-25T17:38:00.000+01:00

Relationship: Aunt

Our Song: Bad Day by David Powter

Our Catchphrase: 'I KNOW!' - Monica from Friends

Our Food: Ben and Jerry's

Best Present she ever gave me: Pink Ring

Accidently in Common: Rhyming middle name.

Our Show: Veronica Mars (and Monk)

Can't Believe I did: Spent 5 years apart, only seeing her a few days a year.

(ONE of our) Cute stories: When I was 3 or 4 we went to get McDonald's. I had some fries and started eating them about 5 at a time. Nobody turned around and asked 'What are you doing? You look like a pig!'

'I'm eating like you!'

(One of the) Coolest things she let me do: Sit with only my legs in her car while she was driving.

Jelous of: Her mattress

Forgot to let her take a picture of...

Half Term

2007-10-25T16:43:00.000+01:00

A-M just yelled at me from the living room and goes 'Right, Jeremy was standing by his car and was standing about 4ft away and it didn't work so he stepped 10ft away and it still didn't work the he stuck it to his head and it worked!' Does that make any sense WHATSOEVER?

So, it's half term and I am so ready for it, even though it started 4 days ago. We get these things called progress grades from school and it gives you a number from 1-4 (1 - Excellent 2-good etc.) the a letter A-C. The number is your attainment grade and the letter is effort. Well at my school it doesn't matter if you get a 39 as the number as long as you have 'tried your hardest' blah blah blah. Well I got a B in physics because of my silly teacher, don't even get me started on him... What really got me excited on my report though is the written bit from your form teacher. She says I am 'fun loving, polite, popular and has a good circle of friends' did you catch that? She said I'M POPULAR!!

On monday I was invited to Chester, which is like WELL cool. Went shopping and got this gorgeous jacket thing from New Look
On tuesday I chilled and did a bit of uneccessary homework (uneccessary on the teachers part by the way, I don't thrive on doing homework that hasn't been set). My mother got some boots, her dream boots and I went around trying all of the sample perfumes and ended up smelling like a perfume factory.
On Wednesday I chilled again and did some homework, and had left over pizza.
Thursay - went to Mom's shop (me and A-M). We got so annoying that she had to send us to the library around the corner, not the brightest idea don't you think? There was 4 bottles of this 'Fentimen's Cola' in her fridge, by the end of the day there was none, we had bought them all. I wonder what made us so annoying...
Friday - Going Manchesta wif me folks. Goin PRIMARK. My Mom says she is going to throw Dad into there. And we were all like, awww, he'll die! (Primark is this huge place where they sell everything for about £2 and it is a nightmare to move in that place on a saturday, and my Dad doesn't like crowds so not a good mix!)

This is just stuff springing to mind now...

Last Thursday (still in school) we had this talk after school about D of E (a making-yourself-a-better-person scheme) and I couldn't get a ride because my Dad was in Belgium and Mom had to deal with 2 other busy kids so I decided I would skip it. Everyone was like 'Oh but you have to go' on the day and Beth (I'm sure I've mentioned her bofore, but she's my friend) offered me a ride. So I go to her house after school, I have nothing to wear and she is a little bit, umm, bigger than me so none of her clothes fit me. I ended up going in a skirt, legging and a white hoodie, anyway the bottom line is it was humiliating because main thing in D of E is a major hiking thing. And I was wearing a skirt, kind of ironic.

I got new glasses on Saturday. They're purple. I didn't wear glasses all summer because the ones I had, I sat on and you're not supposed to get new ones until your yearly eye check up. Stupid right? I should of gone to Specsavers! Oh wait, I did (that's funny because, they have commercials all over the place and their catch phrase is 'Should've gone to specsavers').

I just got a new blog idea, if you're lucky I might do 2 today!

Today in the car on our way to the shop the conversation got onto cell phones. My Mom goes 'My screen is breaking I'm gonna have to get a new one soon. 'Automatically everyone except me goes 'Oh ya I need one really bad.' We have all had our phones for four years, except of course Katherine. I then said 'Hold on a minute Katherine. We have had the same phone for 4 years and you have gone through 4. You're not allowed to say that.' Have I told you about this? She's had her first one, which was a flip phone and she decided that hers was out of date and got another one. I rerally nice pink one. Then she drops it down the toilet. End of that one. She then has to use A-m's for a while because she needs it more than her. Finally she got a cheap flip phone which she has now. I thought that was funny :-)

I got a bank statment yesterday and I am 1/200th of a way to having A million big ones. I wrote all over it in highlighter yesterday because I was so exciteed.

I was also excited about the 2 comments I had from my cake post yesterday.

Now if you'll excuse me I must indulge myself playing the helicopter game for 5 minutes then I shall write up that next post. Or myabe posts. ??? That'll be the day.

CAKE! Everybody loves cake!

2007-10-24T13:50:00.000+01:00

Since my life seems to have been a bit un-blog-able lately, I have decided to blog about things that have happened in the past, by past I mean before I discovered blogging. This first one is about cake, who knows how many more I am able to conjure up...

It all started on the 22nd April when I was prep 4 (3rd Grade). My Mom told me that she was going to bake me a cake and take it into school later on that day (because it was my birthday, of course). Little did I know how much trouble it took her to make that cake. I'm not sure exactly how this story goes but I will try my best to make it as accurate as possible. This was before my Mom go ther shop so she was able to do things like this.

SO, she was making my cake at home and realized that she needed something from the store. Off she goes in her car to buy whatever. Then she realizes that she needs some gas desperately. So she goes to the gas station to get some gas. At home she was able to finish this cake and now had to do the frosting. Now, over here in England you have to make your own because this country isn't as convenient as to have ready made frosting at stores. She was in the middle of frosting the cake when the fuzz visited our house.

It turns out that while at the gas station, with her wallet on top of the car, intending to pay, was so (I have no idea how to spell this word) siatracked that she had forgotten to pay. Wallet on top of the car, filled up, got in the car, drove home. The police had her wallet and she went to pay for the gas. By the time she got home, of course, the frosting was rock 'ard. She had to make some more. Finally, the cake was done and she came to my school, I, completely unaware of what she had been through to bring me a birthday cake. Don't even get me started on what it looked like... My Mom said that it was Earth Day, and it looked like a pile of dirt, so it all works out. It was really good though.

A couple of days later, we went to see one of my Mom's friends. My Mom still hadn't told me her encounter with the police and Anna, her friend, mentions it and I was like 'Whaa?' and she goes 'You've no idea how much trouble your Mum went through to get you that cake.' Or something along those lines. I'm sure there was something else that made this story more dramatic but I am afraid I have forgotten, but if I remember I will keep you posted! Get it? Because you post on a blog. Ahahaaaa......

You have no idea how long it took me to find a picture of me eating a cake, that's not the same one by the way, I was trying to find the one of me diving head first into a huge cake when I just turned one. Do you know which one I mean?

Geez...

2007-08-03T02:25:00.000+01:00

We went to eat at Cheddar's tonight for dinner. The waitress person sat us down at a booth and handed Ben and Avery a colouring sheet and crayons. Which is perfectly normal, except she then gave one to me. I decided I should play along with it and started colouring in a butterfly as neatly and exquisitely as I could, so everyone would know I'm not 10 years old. It wasn't working. A different waiter asked what drinks we wanted. He came back with two tall glasses and three small, plastic cups with lids and straws. He set my small drink down in front of me at that point I questioned my appearance. I tried not to smile too much. J saw me and started smiling, and Aunt A. We were all only looking at each other smiling to ourselves. I was about to implode with giggles when Aunt A said something to the waiter as he was looking kind of befuddled. She assured him we were laughing at the situation and not him, adding that I was 14 years old. Again, I thought about my appearance this time looking at my outfit. I was wearing Ben Sherman and Abercrombie & Fitch for crying out loud!!

The Rest of the Story

2007-07-24T16:46:00.000+01:00

I should have done this post first because I flew here before I was here, but I decided I'll be ungeneric... Here are some of the 53 things I wanted to say in my last post but my short term memory loss didn't allow me to.

On my first flight, when I was leaving to be escorted my Mom kicked my butt at least twice while she was saying goodbye, but I didn't mind as much as a normal 14 year old should have. Then we went through security blahblahblah. We got to skip all of the lines because we were Unaccompanied Minors (UMs). By 'we' I mean me and the other four UMs, all of which were boys :-D And None of us said a word to eachother.

When the plane was finally ready, we got to jump on first! Which was trés exciting for me. While I sat and waited for everyone to board, I read a magazine. When I finished the magazine, it was ready to go. Only something was missing... There was no one sitting next to me!!! There was 2 seats, and aisle, 3 seats, an aisle then 2 more seats. I was on the left end of the 3 seater. Not only was there no one sitting next to me, but there was no one on the othere end. And I swear I was the only person with no one sitting next to me, let alone 2 seats! So I VERY luckily got a whole bed to myself!

The flight on the whole was very comfy but for 4 hours I was trying to lift the second arm rest so I could fully lay down. I casually tried about every 10 minutes or so but I just could not lift it. In the end I did get it and took a little snooze. It felt like it took a lot longer than usual because I was all by myself. But I was just fine with that. They gave us pizza for one of our meals (wow!). Oh, I have a funny story, well it's not funny, more typical, anyway... Airlines are supposed to feed you if the flight is 4 hours or longer. Well, my family and I were on a flight to somewhere from somewhere else and the flight was 3 hours and 57 minutes. And they DIDN'T feed us!

When the flight finally finished, I got off and we were escorted and had to pick up our bags. Now I was very nervous about this because my suitcase was more than half my weight... But after I made a fool of myself trying to pick it up, one of the older guys standing next to me gave me a hand. I cool-ly thanked him (I hope) and then went over to where the other UMs were as glamouresly as I could.

We were taken to 'Dusty's Den' or some other incredibly peculiar name like that. I got a coke or something and watched Spongebob Squarepantrs for what seemed like 3 hours. I sort of stared at my cell phone hoping I was sending out telepathic brainwaves to people to call me. It wasn't working, shame. I waited and waited, watching Spongebob and Squidward screaming their pants off because they saw a fish with a spatuala hand coming towards them in the shadows... until FINALLY my name was called and I gladly followed the guy. This time I did have to sit next to someone though.

THEN... I landed and Grandma, S, Joshua and a dang cute baby was there to greet me WITH a chicken quesadilla from Taco Bell, it doesn't get much better. But then my suitcase didn't come which kind of spoiled the moment. So I got to sleep in very cool pajamas. BIG shorts and a T-shirt.

Anyway, the other day got a text saying, 'Nichole wanted me to tell you... You were wrong about Jeremy.'
I said, 'Nichole wanted me to tell you... you got the wrong number.'
She said, 'Oh, Haha. Sorry lol there's like 5 katie's in my contact list...Two Katie r's lol.
Ya, well I ain't katie either.

Today, I got up, picked crying Dano up, handed him to Aunt A, then I sat on the couch and observed. Benja was playing Zelda as usual and he was asking me about it. 'Do you know where the fire temple is?' 'Do you know how to sing the song on here' 'Do you know who Gandolf is?' 'Do you know what this mask does?' I couldn't answer any of the questions. Sometimes when I get up I end up watching Teletubbies, Sesame Street, Calliou (or Caillou?), Blue's Clues, some weird rainforest show etc. etc. because I can't be bothered to move :-) Benja is getting more adorable everyday, he comes out with new phrases and it's so cute when he just likes to stare at me.

Avee was on the baby swing-thing. I said 'Avee, get off of that.' She just looked at me for a couple seconds and started playing with the little movable shapes on the front. I said 'Avee, you need to get off you're going to brake it.' She tilted her head up ever so slightly so her eyes were just able to see mine, and she just stared at me as if thinking 'Are you talkin' to me? Ah-ah, you obviously don't know the rules around here, girlfriend!' But she is so darn cute I just giggle at her.

I've been hearing strange noises coming from the bathroom for about 5 minutes and finally I heard the door start to open. I looked at it and this little eye looked back. I watched her, she watched me and we both didn't move. I thought I was going to burst out laughing. I was guessing she wasn't supposed to be there, which is why she was hiding behind the door. She was invited to come to the living room and she ran :-) Oh, and my name is 'Docka' or 'Dercka' according to her, everybody say awww!

I am going to finish on Angela's new found thrill. She gets so excited when she does it. She says it's like a drug. What is it? It's making the baby toot :-) She shakes dano's legs like he's on a bike, then she rolls his legs, THEN she rolls his legs up and bends them in and voila! *Toot* she got three in a row last night...

I like to be in America, OK by me in America, Everything free...

2007-07-23T21:42:00.000+01:00

Put your hands in the air! *Ooo, Ooo*

Like you just don't care *Ooo, Ooo*

Everybody over there *Ooo, Ooo*

Put your hands in the air!! *Ooo, Ooo*

I'm sure that's not how the song goes but I tried! EARTH GIRL has landed in the USA, people! I know I've been here for just over a week, but I've just been chillin' with the crew, you know who you are, cool dudes (and dudessess). So far, I have been swimming 23 times, eaten 17 of my favourite foods and been shopping 9 times. This is heaven, it don't get much better than this. I haven't blogged for over a month so I don't expect my loyal readers to take me back that easily BUT... no there's no but actually.

My precious Aunt A and Uncle J are moving very soon, and I think of all the places she has lived, I've liked this one the best, I think the pool has given her venu a considerable advantage, but still. I came back this year and now Avee can talk! I wasn't ready for that, these kids are growing up WAY too fast. I love the new phrases that they are coming out with. Ben said today 'Can I get a piece of quiete!' And Avee says 'I dunno, I guess' From the Incredibles, she misses out the 'something amazing' it's so cute when she wavers up and down on the 'guess' part :-)

Tonight I get to sleep on the bed of yummniness (I think) because J has gone on a business trip BUT S and L and J are gone, I wish them lots of luck for the journey home, they gonna need it. I would like to thank S for all the swims and shopping sprees that she took me on. And I thank J and L for being goofballs with me :-)

Aunt A just came home with some twizzlers so now it's 18 of my favourite foods :-)

Well, I have developed short term memory loss over the last hour and I have forgotton the other 53 things I was going to post about. I'm sure it will come to me soon. Ciao for now...

33 days

2007-06-10T17:45:00.000+01:00

I just realized I haven't blogged for quite sometime and since I have a chemistry exam tomorrow I thought I should blog instead of revise. I have already revised today, but with chemistry it just doesn't stick. I've also watched Tarzan today, I forgot how funny that was! And how scarily muscular his thighs are. My favourite lines are both said by Tantor: ' Is this water sanitary? It looks questionable to me!' and 'I'm tired of your emotional constipation. Now, we've got a boat to catch.' Hahahaha.

I'm at the point of the year when it's everybody's birthday and everybody's having a party. There's only 5 weeks left of school and America is close. That first line sounded like this would be the start of an intellegent paragraph.

My Dad was 50 on Friday and my Mom is 36 (again) today. I actually have no money and haven't had any whatsoever for a couple weeks so I had to be creative with their prestents. Also, it's Father's Day next week, plus I went shopping with someone yesterday. You wonder how that's possible to go shopping, at my age, with no money? Well, I lied, I actually did have £1 which is almost $2. I managed to squeeze £4 out of my Dad, so I had £5 altogether (this sounds like a math lesson). Anyway, The train was £3.45 return, and I found 5p on the floor of the train...I paid 60p for a deep-fried mars bar, mmm! And then I paid for 50p of a fruit smoothie (not all bad). In the end I had more money than the girl who I went with me :)

There were too many numbers in that paragraph, I think. Anyhoo, for my Dad a spent about 3 hours yelling at a computer whilst rounding up a few pictures of stuff he liked. Then, at school I painted an old canvas that was kicking around the house black with Katherine. And the we stuck on the pictures. Voila! Then for Father's Day I'm going to make some cookies.Pour ma mère, I did Katherine's chores for a week to pay for my bit of a pink Radley wallet that she wants.

My sister put this picture on the document I was printing and it turned out to be the biggest one:

We were on a road trip and Katherine found a brush.

Now I have to revise and go to the bathroom. And I'm coming to America in 33 days, to see my 2 new cousins!

It was BIG and it was PINK

2007-04-26T20:50:00.000+01:00

What's that coming into our driveway?
IT'S A PINK LIMO
It's here!
Can we get in yet?
Inside we were getting hyper on coke and waving at people. I had a conversation with a man at the stop lights!
VERY attractive.
We're here!
Cheeeeeese!

Apple Pies and Kitty Kats

2007-04-06T17:42:00.000+01:00

Today my Mom took me to her shop today to work on this dress I've been making for about a decade. It finally is starting to look like a dress now!! Wooohoo

For lunch, typically, we went to McDonald's. It's normal to work in a Health Food shop then get a grease infested lunch from Maccy D's, right? We walked in after having a bit of trouble with the door. Jen, my Mom's other employee, wanted us to get her something vegetarian because it's Good Friday. We were going to get her the Veggi Deli sandwich. Of course, they stopped doing it and nothing, I repeat NOTHING else on the menu was vegetarian. Not even the salad, probably because they fry the lettuce in pork fat or something , or maybe just because it has chicken in it :-) While I was there, I noticed that all of the girls' faces were orange. I humoured myself by looking at their face, then at their white arms...

While I was at the shop eating my double cheeseburger, ashamed of the greasey smell that was diffusing into the shop, I had a thought. There is thee rap on You tube that goes 'I need a double cheeseburger and hold the lettuce...' But there wasn't any lettuce on mine. Look, see for yourself

Anyhoo, I was really peed off because I paid £3.17 for my double cheeseburger meal and Maree paid £2.18 minus the drink. It' was a whole POUND more expensive just for a cruddy, watered-down drink with ice so it takes up more room in the cup. That you can't even re-use because it's so cruddy. But then I peeled off a sticker from the cup and it said I won a free apple pie.

Moving on, I just have to say that my kitties are so retarded and mentally disabled. I mean, if you were a cat, would your thought proccess be: 'Oh look a wiggley thing, I'm going to bite it! Owww! Oh look a wiggley thing....'?or 'I'm gonna walk right in the middle of the hallway and...Oh my gosh, I have to lick my butt. Right now. Oww, don't kick me you stupid giant.', 'Ooooo, there's something dark and mysterious. Let's go jump in it!', 'Oh look! Someone just walked into that small room with the huge noisy water bowl. I'll go jump on the door.'or 'I'm feeling sleepy, I need to go tak a cat nap on the fish tank.' But they are so stinkin cute and stinky, but cute. And fluffy

Big Girls you are Beautiful

2007-04-05T21:07:00.001+01:00

Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
I said, 'Hey girls you are beautiful'
Diet coke and a pizza please
Diet coke I'm on my knees
Screaming 'Big girl you are beautiful'

You take your skinny girls
Feel like I'm gonna die
Cos a real woman
Needs a real man is why

You take your girl
And multiply her by four
Now a whole lotta woman
Needs a whole lot more

Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy coming around
And they'll be calling you 'baby.'

No need to fantasise
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places

Big girls you are beautifu (aha)
lBig girls you are beautiful (aha)
Big girls you are beautiful (aha)
Big girls you are beautiful (aha)
Oh you are beautiful

I love this song. I know it's kind of cheating for a post, but I just wanted to let the world know that I like this song :-)

To Veg, or not to Veg? That is the question

2007-04-05T19:09:00.000+01:00

It's Easter break now for all three of us and has been since Friday last week. To the kids of this family, if we are not going anywhere, this means TV. All day. Every day. Unless we have to clean the house or are taken to my Mom's shop. A typical holiday is A-M vegging out in front of the TV. Katherine vegging out int front of the TV, then deciding she could do something better for 30 minutes, then decides that her first decision was better, for about 20 minutes etc. etc.

Me, I go from TV, to computer, to room. And occasionally I go visit the bathroom or the kitchen. When I decide that I'm not very satisfied with my day, which is about 11:30am, I enter the kitchen, hoping that my brain will turn into a super recipe book and I will turn into a super chef. Then after about 10 minutes of looking on the internet or in a recipe book, I just end up making beans and eggs on toast...

So today I've tried to make my day a little more successful. Today, I came home from a sleepover and did my usual routine. BUT, at about 1pm, wait for it, I made a LIST. I'm usually a list person anyway, I get it from my Dad. And I know I have a lot to do, but, I have been sucked into the holiday boredom and can only bring myself to play Hannah and the Pirate Caves, then occassioanlly twiddle on the piano and annoy the zombie people in the other room. I have found myself yelling the most absurd, random things today like, 'Quick! How do I get over the monkey?' and 'There's a swimming skull trying to eat me!!' I mean, I know that getting to level 12 of a game isn't going to help me right an essay on the Midnight Sun, I KNOW that. And yet I play.

It was Katherine's birthday yesterday and all I had got her was a couple pairs of cute underpants. So the day before, A-M and I thought of a plan. I just downloaded this multisound track recorder thing so her and I got together and wrote her a song. Well, not exactly wrote a song, more like cut up a bunch, stuck them together and changed the words. We recorded it 15 times before she was happy with it. I'm serious. Anyway, Katherine was sitting behind me, and since it was her birthday yesterday she got buckets load of chocolate and she said 'I feel so fat.' I turned to look at her and she threw me a couple of those little celebrations. After I ate them, I walked over to the table and stuck my hand in the bucket. She said 'No!'
'Why? I thought you were feeling fat, I'm doing you a favour.'
'I'm saving them for later' ??

Anyway, I had a bunch of stuff I was going to write but it kind of dissolved in my mind. A-M just came in and asked 'Would you like to try some of my "Sweet & Sour"?' Just minutes before I think she was fighting with the blender. She just let me tast some and lemme tell you, she nailed that name. It had grapefruit juice in it. I sort of squidged my face up, like those pictures on war heads, and jerked my head back. I thought I only got all grapefruit juice so I took another swig. Nope, I got all of it. It was very interesting in an interesting way. I couldn't decide wether I like it or not so I kept taking a sip, jerking my head back, then taking another sip. My sister did an imitation of me doing this and I said 'Why are you having a spaz attack?' Then I realized she was doing an imitation of me :-) i just realized that Snow Patrol does a song called 'Open your Eyes,' then one called 'Shut your eyes' Which one should I believe? Oh and by the way, if Ugly Betty plays in America, Oh my gosh!! I thought the bandaged person was FEY!!!! And is Christina gonna do what Willy wants? ahhhhhhhhhh. And if it doesn't I'm sorry I exposed you to my insanity. Happy Easter everybody!

Something Cool

2007-02-17T16:55:00.001Z

Me, Strange? Nahh

2007-02-16T19:31:00.000Z

Over the past week, I have been accused of being 'strange' 'odd' or 'weird.' I'm not that weird am I? Certainly getting my hair cut, washed and straightened then going home and washing my hair and straightening it isn't that weird. Or singing songs that no other living creature in this universe could understand except maybe that blobby thing off of Men in Black while chopping up Babybels? Or being 13 going on 21 and watching Brother Bear and Hercules? Talking in attemted Shakepearean language? Doing my nails, then 2 hours later decide I don't like the colour, then do them again? Being absolutely enthralled when we are having stuffed crust pizza!!? Oh, who am I kidding? I am crazy.

The Cave of 'Wonders'

2007-02-15T13:54:00.000Z

My Mom was dying to show me this unreal place and we finally had a purpose to go there yesterday. It was a fabric cave-store called TP Textiles. Since it was nice that day, I didn't get the full effect of it. My Mom went on an English day. We needed to get some lining for the dress that I am making and this was the only facric store around.

We pulled up to the building and this is what I saw: Black walls. Green plastic substituting for windows. Plywood painted black substituting for windows. Broken windows. Mould practically growing out of the ground marking their territory. A sign that looks like it was painted with poo. WIld fabrics beind the broken window. Decay falling from the roof. Moss growing around the decaying roof. A supposed-to-be white doorframe. Tiles on the doorstep deteriorating. I thought the place was out of buisness. And that was just the outside. On our way in, I noticed the hours. 9:20 - 5:10 (??).

In we went and everywhere you looked, there were rolls leaning against eachother in an attempt to be organized. There were loads of rooms with little archways. We turned right into the room that had very high ceilings. It was where the green plastic and painted plywood was on the other side of the wall. You couldn't see the walls because they were covered in ancient fabrics that had been drained of colour and were so TOTALLY clashing with eachother. On the high ceilings were these styrofoam-like tiles that were damp. In the big room there was only one fabric, it was cream and green striped. But it was so thoroughly covered with dustballs, you couldn't really see the colours. It kind of looked like a circus tent in the big room. When my Mom went for the first time, it was really windy and that the fabric walls that were dancing and making weird sounds, and the plastic windows were joining in, too.

The whole building didn't have rooms as such, but more like little hiding places and cracks that the owner was able to put the endless rolls of fabric. We went into one of these hiding places and it had a low ceiling. The fabric was now the ceiling as well. I saw 2 bits of fabric with a bunch of pins in apparently trying to keep them together, but it wasn't working. The carpets weren't actually carpets, they were about as thick as toilet paper (hey! TP Textiles, toilet paper hehehe) and it wasn't pinned to the carpet. It was just lying on the floor bunching up and tripping people up. There was roll after roll of fabric, some fur, some neon yellow, some white, some with crazy hot pink patterns on, some with butterflies, some that were down right tacky etc. There was this cool room though. It had a bunch of buttons and ribbons and sequence, but it still was kinda dirty. I had to watch where I stepped.

Anyway, my Mom just wanted me to blog about this place. She's probably gonna get some pictures of it and I'll figure out a way to stick 'em on here. They will WOW you...

That Darn Cat

2007-02-11T16:23:00.000Z

Yesterday my big sis went to Madrid, and my little sis just went to somebody's house from church. So right now I'm an only child. I had tea with my mother, then we got bedsheets, then we got dog shampoo. Even though we don't have a dog, the store didn't have any cat shampoo. I wanted to get this amazing cat sack, which is just basically a sack, but it's specially made for cats. Edwin would have had a wild time in there, but we didn't get it. Everytime we bring home a box, or a bag or an object like that, he's in there like nothin you've ever seen before. He just sits in there waiting, and then when you walk by *boom* there's a cat in you face that just jumped out of the floor. I also wanted to get this amazingly cool brush, and the playmat, and this absorb-a-lot towel, and this spray stuff. It was so exciting to be in a pet store!

I got home and I was on a mission to give that stinkin' cat, Stinkerball, a bath. Now, I'm going to let you in on a little secret; there is a REASON you don't give cats a bath. Actually there's a number of reasons. The cat scratches your face off, you get unbelievabley wet, you have this constant screeching in your ear, you are physcologically scarring your cat, you have to run around the house to try and dry her AND you won't have the love of a cat for a very long time.

Our other cat, Edwin was taking pleasure in provoking her, and watching me attempting to comfort her. I should have giving hime a bath the way he was treating her. But if you ask me, he's already mentally ill, so I don't need to worry about physcologically scarring him for life. Now I have a poor, shivering cat under the desk that resents me and and all she did was accidently poop on herself. And she smells like a wet dog now.

PS
When We were having tea, this adorable little boy came over to our table for a second. He looked like he was just about to leave but then my mom said 'Hi,' he got all embarassed then looked at me then went behind my Mom's chair. I couldn't see him, but then his head came out of my Mom's arm and said 'Rararara!' he did that several times to me which made me laugh. His mother called him and his name was 'JJ' and then he explained to her that he was simply being a tiger. How sweet.

Typico Saturday

2007-02-03T18:32:00.000Z

I've just finished painting my nails for the second time this hour, and I have already scratches some nail polish!! I am wearing a Mickey mouse hat, flip-flops and a pencil in my hair. A-M is in the living room watching TV. My Dad is still in his little corner on the computer, Kafwin is in her room and my Mom is in Majorca.

Katherine is making a laundry pile on the stairs, and the clothes just keep on acomin'. For the last 20 minutes I have thought that she was finished. This morning I was looking for a towel and the only clean one I could find was a little biddy one. I turned to Katherine and said 'Stop consuming towels.' She denied eating towels so I just took a bath with my little towel. Just now when K was riding down the stairs on her chariot of smelly clothes, I saw at least 4 towels. So I said to her 'I knew you were haording towels!' She did a little guilty-but-trying-to-cover-up-guilt laugh. Then she says 'I have about 5 more upstairs.' Honestly.

Yesterday was Friday, and we had double classics. I was sitting near the back of the room and because I am and amazing student, my teacher didn't suspect anything when we started passing around love letters, as you do. They were faske, of course but I sent one to a boy on the next table. Basically the only conversations we have is when he is teasing me about my accent and how uncivilized America is. Of course I ignore him and know full well that he secretly wants my accent. He is going to bring in the song about liking waffles for me, I am very curious. And he is also very lanky and tall and he does all of these goofy dance moves that makes him look absolutely ridiculous.

Anyway, I sent him: Dear Chris, I love you because you arew bringing me the waffle song. I hate you because you make fun of my accent. But I love you because you make me laugh when we dance. I passed it over to his table and the guy sitting next to him read it first and laughed. Then said, 'We come as a duet.' Hahaha. Later on in the lesson, I remebered something that I heard eons ago. When you mouth 'Colourful' it looke like you are saying 'I love you.' So of course I have to mouth it to Chris to see if it works. I did it, then he mouthed 'I love you' back. That cracked me up.

There is also this group of boys in my class that like to go 'EricAA' In a very manly, deep voice and emphasize the 'a'. I just ignore them to make them feel like retards, according to my Dad that's how it works. But sometimes I go 'WhAA?' That's basically how we communicate. One time in biology when one of the guys did it, I immediatly said my line back, it's a habit now. And someone behind us burst out laughing.

Typically, sice my Mom is in another country, my Dad feeds us Chinese take out one night, then pizza the next.

Now everyone is in the living room watching Italian Job, I can hear machine guns and people noisily dying, or 'Darkness covering their eyes' as you say in Classics. So I must join them...Ciao!

Johnny Lingo

2007-01-28T20:27:00.000Z

I just have to say, even though it is completely unnecessary, but it just sometimes drives me crazy. This is only going to be very short post, just long enough to explain my opinion on my Mother and my older sister. I am only going to talk about one aspect of them today, or else I would be here for a few eons, then by the time I have caught up with life again, I will have another few thousand pionts to make. ANYWAY.... back to the point, which I'm sure you are all DYING to hear now because I have lured you into this blog with my amazing writing skills and mind power. **

So, one day about 3 billion years ago, I got the DVD Johnny Lingo for a Christmas present from my grandparents. I didn't realize what it was until about 10 minutes into it. We watched the shorter version (which, come to think about it is only 10 minutes..) and during the last scene of the very lovely movie, my Muvver and Spiz (spazzy sis Katherine, don't worry, we love eachother really) burst into a HUMONGEOUS argument. I was like 'Oh brother here we go' They were fighting about the last scene. I don't know why they expressed their opinion about it in the first place, it would have saved a lot of fighting that will scar both of them for life.

Here is there argument: Why did the Dad stomp out of Johnny Lingo's hut screaming that he cheated on the number of cows he gave him?

Katherine: He did that because her father didn't realise how beautiful his daughter really was, so her Dad was trying to get more cows off of him because she was so OBVIOUSLY worth more than 8 cows.

Muvver: Her Dad was scum and had already gambled /killed by accident /lost all of the cows and was demanding more cows.

Now, everytime they have a slight argument over the stupidest thing, they say 'And do you remember the Johnny Lingo and how I was right about that?' Then they start that argument once again. I myself have witnessed that very thing at least 4 times, who knows what happens when I am not there to prevent violence and very harsh name calling such as 'pickle-butt' and 'pleb' (don't ask me what 'pleb' means, apparently Katherine's Math teacher accidently said that and every since, she is on the floor in a fit of hysteria whenever she hears it). So I am quite sick of it, I am so desperate I am now asking the public, and possibly the writers of Johnny Lingo.

My Dad chooses not to interupt their argument to give his opinion and tries to avoid being asked who is right. My ickle spiz is clueless. And personally I really don't care anymore. So I am asking you a favour. What do you think? Is Katherine right? Is my Mother right? Is there another alternative. And please don't start a war amoungst yourselves if you all have a different opinion, although that would be funny.

**If you have never seen Johnny Lingo, either go watch it right now, don't bother reading this blog, or read it and see why you don't need to read it :-D

A Grand Day Out

2007-01-21T11:25:00.000Z

Yesterday was the first day out I had with a friend from school and this is how it went:

When I was done with Stagecoach at 1, I went to pick up my buddy at the bus stop. My Dad drove us to the train station. We were going to get to Cheshire Oaks all by ourselves, because we decided that we were going to be independant. So we got to the station and we stood on the platform with about a minute to spare before the train was supposed to come at 1:21.

We both noticed that nobody else was on the platformand by 1:30 , I decided to run over to the other platform and see if we got the right time from the internet. We did, and we finally figured out that we missed the train by about 30 seconds and the next one wasn't for another hour. But I was just so shocked at this because that meant that the train was actually early, English trains are supposed to be late if anything, but just not early. We had to concoct a Plan B.

Conveniently there was a Tesco right next to the station, so we walked over there to have lunch in le cafe. I got a toastie, apparently. First of all, it was a piece of charcoal, secondly, the cheese was actually liquid and grease that seemed to reproduce, thirdly, the poor excuse of ham was about 7 little 1mm by 1mm cubes of ham and fourthly, I had to pay for it. So by that time we decided that today was going to be an interesting adventure.

We bought a mazagine and a drink then caught the train. Yay! We sat and read the magazine and listened to Gina's Mp3 player. Gina said she would pay for the train, and I would pay for the bus to make it easier. No problemo. We get to chester, halfway to Cheshire Oaks. We catch the but to the city centre then walk to the Chester bus exchange. There was a bus in 20 minutes so we stayed out there freezing our butts off. Then a bunch of chavs walked in and immediatly lit some cigarettes. I bet they didn't actually need one, they just wanted to be obnoxious. Previously, Gina and I wondered if chavs, scousers, emos etc. were mentally derranged. We didn' come up with a conclusion but anyway... We went outside of the but stand thing to get away from the 'scusting chavvy fumes, only to find a woman outside of the bus stand smoking. We decided to count the minutes.

Now this bus was normal, it was late. And oh how we wished the train was too. Cause then we would have been there an hour earlier and would have watched the movie we wanted to see when we wanted to see it. So we get on the bus, for another 30 mins, I was dreading the chavs because they would make the bus ride ell. But they only shouted randomly in unison 'We love you Darron.'

We finally got to Cheshire Oaks! We decided to celebrate, and walked to the cinema. We were going to see when we could see another movie. But THEN!... We say Mrs. Myburgh. Our English teacher walking in. Gina was like 'Turn around, walk our, walk out,' We started laughing ourselves silly and we went in to try to work out what she was going to see. She was seeing 'The last king of Scotland' We figured that out because it was the only English teacherish movie up there, and because it was the only movie on at that time. So on Monday we are going to freak her out by pretending to be phsycic!

All of the good movies wern't on for another hour and a half. But we got the tickets anyway and walked around the shops. We went in a few here and there, but we didn't buy anything. Until we got to Thorntons. There was a big chocolate fountain that drew us in. Since I was nutritionally deprived from lunch, I had to get a shot of chocolate, after all it was good chocolate. If I had had a good sandwich, then I wouldn't have got one, well maybe.

We got 2 shots, and I gotta tell you it was heaven! Pure, warm melted chocolater on a cold winters day mmmmm. That was my first chocolate shot I had ever had. Me and Gina sat on a bench and finished our little pot of joy. We had to drink it kind of awkwardly though because we didn't want to get any on our nose or anything. That was one of our very few plus's of the day.

We went back to the theatre and got a bucket of popcorn and a large coke, it was kind of our dinner because it was so late. We went to see Night in the Museum. It was SO funny! My favourite bit was when Ben Stiller goes over to the huns and starts yelling at the leader in his attempt of hun language. It went on for ages but I had just about peed myself. - You have to see it.

La Journey a la Maison

We had to run out to the bus stop because the bus came 8 minutes after the movie finished. When we got out there, we realized we were 20 minutes early. BUT, there was a bus a bit earlier in about 2 minutes. We saw a bus going around the round about away from us, so we assumed it was the wrong one. What we thought was the 7:23 bus was actually the 7:38 bus. We were all hyper and everything from the coke and we were trying to entertain ourselves. So when this 7:38 bus came we were really happy because inside the bus was warm and outside was not. We patiently waited for the bus to pull into the bus stop for us. But it just drove by.

We were so annoyed. Then the girl standing next to us finally told us, 'You have to stick your arm out' ANOTHER 20 minutes later, we finally got on the bus, GIna called her Mom letting her know everything, and we made up the excuse that it was so cold, our arms were stuck to our bodies so we couldn't get the bus.

On the bus we realized that the first bus we saw on the roundabout was the 7:23 and the one we 'missed' was the 7:38 one. It was then 8:03. Origonally, our plan was to get the 2:45 film and be back around 6. We saw the 5:20 film and still weren't back. When we got back into Chester, we checked the bus schedule to see if there was a bus to Northwich so we didn't have to walk another 20 minutes back to the train station. We had just missed it. So we had to walk.

We used our brains and went through a subway where Gina says 'There's usually a hobo just around that corner' Then she told me a story about one asking her if she had any money or marawhana. Creepy...

We actually made it to the train station and there was a train to Northwich in 15 minutes. We both wanted a drink so we went to the venders and I stuck the money in. Nothing happened. The money was stuck in the shoot, and I could still see it but a couldn't get it back :-( We finally got home. It's hard work being independant.

Typico Engwish wever

2007-01-19T19:59:00.000Z

If I could go as high or low

as the wind,

as the wind

could blow. I'd go.

That's a poem that I remember from 1st grade.

WELL, yesterday, we were right in the middle of a storm (gasp!). We were at school minding our own buisness in english; discussing the importance of Shakepeare's first scene of Macbeth. When all of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. It was a sixth former (dun dun dun!). Apparently some 1 foot by 1foot tiles had come off some building and might decapitate some people so we had to stay in our classroom for periods 5 - 8. We had double English, then we were going to Art. And I was going to show my magaly- cool donkey Egypt tapestry thing, because we had to bring in art from a different culture. We had to stay in the same boring old classroom and do an essay on why witches are significent (?). Then if we finished, we had to write a poem about the wind. A couple of guys craving for attention wrote a poem. Their origonal was about another guys egg-shaped head. But then they did a real one, and the rhymz were pretty OK.

Anyway, we were supposed to meet our mom by the bus stop because she had a haircut appointment. But the whole school was escorted to the library until their parents came and physically collected them . Because they said that until you get home, you are our pesponsibility, so if you get decapitated, we'll get sued. But once your parents have come to get you, your not our problem anymore. Or somsing like that. You can imagine how crowded le bibliotheque was.

I tried to call ma mere and she said she wasn't moving and that some trucks have been blown off the freeway. SO I just chilled in the library with the ovver people in my year.

A few eons later, me muvver called and said a friend was gonna pick us up. Hooray! So we went to the foyay and waited. I decided to enertain myself by attempting to sit ontop of the humongous mound of paper that was there. Katherine of course just hops and lands perfectly on it. Then laughs at my silly methods of getting up. I almost succeded but Mrs. Bushell walked in. So I came to the conclusion to contain my excitment about the mountain of paper until she left. She took forever though because she was talking to Katherine. I just smiled sweetly and thought about my stupid kitties. When she finally left, our ride came. Climbing the mound is still on my to-do list.

We got in le voiture and Joe was driving! He is 17 but that is a big deal over here. So Katherine was weirded out. I sat next to Victoria, who is A-M's age, but taller than me. We drove the le pizzaria and then went to there house. We stuffed ourselves with scrummy pizza. Then did the rest of our devoirs. i won't explain the rest in detail. Finally about 4 hours later mon pere came and said that he had been on the road for 5 hours. We got home then I took a bubble bath. THe rest is boringer than this so I won't waste the large amount of energy to type out how I went to bed.

The next day everyone was saying that their power had gone out and that their chimney fell off, their tree had fallen over, their bins and contents were thrown everywhee, their hot water was gone, their sister had to sleep in their room (a sister that apparently wants dreadlocks), the wind woke them up at 3am, they didn't get home from the bus until 10:30pm etc.

I heard on the radio that it killed 10 people.

Justuff

2007-01-07T17:48:00.000Z

We just went to get a cheese-booger at McDonalds. We always jump at the chance of going to McDonalds, because it's very rare. But then whenever we get there, we always are complaining and stare in astonishment at the resemblence between the real thing and the picture. They probably get famous chef's to do all the pictures, then hire some people that are bored out of thier minds and decide to try and make the burger look as gross as possible without changes the ingredients. My Dad always says 'I wonder when the flem will kick in' and it always does. But we washed it down with a healthful McFlurry. Yum. But we all know in the end we are going to come back and have it again another day :-)

While I was walking outside with my clip-clop boots, these 2 chavs* were outside smoking and because I was the last one out, they stared at me. My botts were the only thing breaking the silence. So I think that one girl was trying to imitate my clipitty-clop boots. Or she was just have a spaz attack. No, she didn't say 'Clip - clop' she said 'Bleaughhhk, bleaughhhk, bleaughhhk!' She wasn't coughing or anything. But I was just wondering what she was doing, she sounded like a vomiting duck which made it undecipherable as to what the heak she was doing.

Anyway, do you remember in a previous blog when I said I was going to "Brooje"? Well, when I got there, that was just about the ONLY (and I'm not exaggerating here) combination of spelling that they didn't have. I saw all over the place, Bruge, Brugge, Bruuge. Brugghe, Brúge, Brúgge, Bruges, and it just goes on and on. I just thought that was funny that the was I guessed how to spell it was completely and utterly wrong :-)

*Chav - lower class, uneducated, scouse accent. Tight, high, perfect, hairsprayed, ponytails, hoop earrings and pink velvet tracksuits for girls. Exercise pants with socks tucked over the end of their pants, balding at 15, baseball hats for boys.

Being Cooped up in a house does things to you

2007-01-03T14:50:00.000Z

Last night, me and Katherine were playing around on a fit ball ( a really huge bouncy ball). What you are supposed to do is, Get your hands and knees on it and balance, then when you are an expert at that, you take off a hand or leg etc. Well, me and Katherine weren't supposed to be up, so we quietly entertained ourselvese by doing that. I timed her and she said 'I'll go for a minute' I kept kicking that ball and going upsidown to look at her face - because that's what abnoxious little sisters are supposed to do- but unfortunately she did stay on. My turn. I got on le grande ball and stayed on for 55 seconds, then I decided to touch her nose. I did that, but I fell off. She refused to say I had done a minute because I still had 0.43 seconds to go. Why invent rounding if we can't use it?

Our family, well the kids of our family, have been so creative as to watch TV for days straight. I sincerely think that all three of our brains put together could produce, ah heak I can't even produce somethig witty and funny with the mush inside my head. Still, I have done something else over the holidays. I have painted my nails approx. 47 times over the last almost month.

I have to force myslef to revise this week, and so far my will power to do that isn't proving very strong. To me, Chemistry is just too complicated for my blonde head and that is all I have to say. Except, why am I saying everything I am typing in my head, in an englsih accent? I really need to do something about my appearence as well, I'm wearing hobo gloves, a mickey mouse hat and 2 socks on each foot. Why? Now I have to crawl away and revise the wonders of Buddhism .

I'm Free!!!!

2006-12-17T18:09:00.000Z

Finally, I am out of school, this last week has gone SO slowly. But now that we are out of school we have to clean the house from top to bottom. Oh the joy of holidays. Anyway, we are going to Brooje (dunno how you spell it) in Belgium in a few days so I can finish my shopping (that's not the only reason). I have no idea what to get my Dad, he wants really random things like, waterproof overgloves and titanium utensils. I mean what ARE overgloves? Couldn't you just get gloves with built-in waterproof stuff?

I just got home from a girl scout party. Twas good. We played twister where we TRIED to get tangled up in eachother. It was so funny, we kept trying to push eachother and we were giving evil looks. Then we played Good Morning your Majesty. Where the person sits on a chair blindfolded and the other players one by one, come up behind them and say 'Good Morning you Majesty' in a wierd voice and the person has to guess who it is. You can imagine how much 'almost peeing' happened when we all got going.

A couple weeks ago, we went to The Clothes Show. It was amazing. It was like this ginormous mall, except it was all on one floor! It was all of the make-up, clothes, hair, accesories n stuff and they all came down into this one place and crammed all their stuff on the stalls. It was like heaven. We got our make up done at Rimmel + our picture done, then we got a free bag from Boohoo (what kind of name is that?) and then we were shopping + shopping + shopping till it was our turn to see the catwalk show. It was presented by Duncan James and June Sarpong. Which was like a kind of big deal.
The actual show was gob smacking. There were all these street dancers and models with DJ'd up music and cool backgrounds and a catwalk that came out of the stage!!! There was these guys wearing suits and on the front was spray painted parts of the Union Jack. And when they all stood together, it made up the whole thing. It was amazing!
Anyway. afterwards we were walking around and shopping when we saw this big crowd of people outside a stall. Inside was Duncan James. I wasn't bothered because I was trying to find this stall where they were selling bags for £5. Katherine was getting pretty excited though. I was just like 'bye' and was like 'wait, let's get his autograph, let's get a picture ohmygosh ohmygosh!' He used to be in a boyband but then he quit. Personally I think he's just a washed up pop star who thinks he's God's gift to women and uses too much product. But that's just me.

Guess what? I have to revise (I just found a cat under my desk) all Christmas because I have exams in January. BUT, get this, I have summer exams as well. My teacher says that we need to do our exams at the same time as the GCSE students are for some sick deluded reason (my math teacher always says that teehee).

My Mom just yelled out 'Your so stupid!' She's watching 24. That show does stuff to her.

My Mom is taking this flower essence to make her happy or something, and I think it's working too well. She has gone hysterical way too many times in the past week. She just couldn't stop laughing at this text she was had sent to her PT. First of all she says 'Call your Dad'
'Ok' So I start looking for him on her contacts list. I get almost down to his name and she says
'Nevermind' I hit the 'C' button thinkingthat it would go back, because on my phone that's where the button would be. So she takes the phone out of my hand and goes 'You've just deleted Dan' (her PT) She took the phone out of my hand when it said 'are you sure you want to delete Dan the Man?' So in actual fact, it was her fault :-) I said get the number from one of the messages he's sent you. So she was trying to do that (all while she was driving) She ends up sending him 'aj' by accident. We had got to the store and I needed to go Christmas shopping for my class mates so I dissapeared.

When I cames back, you will not believe the sight I saw. She was standing by her car having a fit of laughter, and she couldn't stop. She was looking at her phone and just about crying. So we get into the car thinking she needs to go to a mental home and then she gets in. I was trying to get out of her what she was laughing about, but she couldn't get out of her fit of hysteria! So finally Katherine read out the 3 texts she just sent him. They were: 'Um. My daughter somehow just deleted u off my phone. I hav old text from u that I try 2 get # off of bt it will only call or text you. Can u please send me a text?' Then 'No. Cancel that. That wont work. Damn it. I get it later.' And finally ' Ok. It's sorted. U hav just had a blonde encounter'
Now the next day she had an appointment with him and he said. 'I got all 3 of those texts at the same time. And I gotta say, I was seriously worried. I could see the thought process through that' (Or something like that)

Anway, my room is finally actually clean. It's a Christmas miracle.

I also had a dream that a saved the world! It involved green cats and dental floss harnesses :-)

Mooooo!

2006-10-30T17:56:00.000Z

There are actual cows in our field. Now how many people can actually say that they actually have actual cows in their actual backyard?? :-D
I tried to get a picture but it's too darn dark. :-(

The unusual sleepover and the hair cut of doom

2006-10-25T17:12:00.000+01:00

Well, yesterday I went to me mum's employee's house. Her name is Maree (not Marie - Mar as in Mars bar and ee as in weee!). I'm going to skip all of the boring stuff.

We just picked (husband) Joe up from work and we were all peckish so he turns around and says 'Do you like chinky?' Now before I tell you what his reply was after my 'Wha?' do you know what chinky is? Could you make an intelligent guess? Do you not think it is a completely random word? Or is it just me? Well apparently it means 'Chinese', right ok that makes a little sense. Where on earth does the 'k' come from? Isn't the word 'chinese' short enough?

So it's about 8:30pm and Maree's and Joe's Slavackian friends come around to do some laundry. When they walked in, they looked around as if looking for Maree, she was upstairs so their eyes fell upon moi. They were a little puzzled so Joe said 'oh, I divorced Maree, this is me new woman' :-) Maree came back downstairs and showed them to the washing machine.

They had just come back from a trip from (I won't even try) their home country. So they brought some gifts for them: pine tree vodka stuff, cheese, chocolate and sausages. Joe got to see them first so when Maree came and sat down, Joe said 'Look what they brought us!', he held out the sausages and said 'this is sheeps di*k'. English humor. Maree told him off for swearing and then Joe started going on about how you pronounce the vodka's name. They must have told him a million times. He was having beer so everytime he 'discreetly' burped, I 'discreetly' turned away and held my sleeve up to my nose.

Joe was showing off his knowledge about why putting 2 fingers up here is swearing, why they call those things in gym dung/dumb/dong bells (I didn't hear him proply, he is a bit of a mumbler) etc. etc. Anyhoo, he offered me some slavakian mineral water in a joking way :-) After that, he was asking the couple why we say czeckOslavakia because in their language they say it as 2 separate countries and he was asking why we put the 'o' (or whatever letter it is, I just guessed) in how we say it. They were trying to give an intelligent guess but nobody really knew why. I mean why would they know why we put some random letter in between their country's name, it's not even their language so why would they know if english people don't know?!

After they left me and Joe got to talking, and as he likes to insult me as much as I can, the subject comes upon Americans. So he says, 'Americans are nothing but convicts, and irish.' What would you say to that? You would think that's a bit random and a bit mean of him and a bit silly of him (some grown ups like to condradict or insult kids right in front of their faces because the think they are so much better than them, so this wasn't really a surprise at all and even less so because it was coming from Joe). So I said 'Ok, why?' Then it turns into this whole argument. It was quite funny. I was saying 'Well, what about american indians, what about all of the slaves?' So he says 'But we shot all of them' Then I gave him a 'Oh really? Ya right' look. He said 'Most of them'
'Ya MOST of them, so that means that there are descendants from then them.'
Ok fine...'
'So now your saying that your first statement isn't true.'
'Well, no.' etc. etc. Then it gets into the civil war and how stupid we were blah blah. So I was trying to defend my country :-) and said 'Well, it's actually your fault because you were the ones who brought the slaves to our country in the first place.'
'But you had your silly independence so you could have freed them once you bought them.'
'Then why would we buy them then?'
Anyway, we had lots of arguments around that. He explained it all from the beginning. 'Americans are all descendants of scottish, irish, convicts, and american indians.'
'So now your saying that you were wrong before.'
'Shhh, the irish and scottish were all criminals and we didn't know what to do with them. So when we dicovered America, we just sent them all over here along with the convicts.' And it's just struck me now, if the irish and scottish were criminals then who were the convicts? He gave me a whole blumin explanation of his opinion that took a billion years. After he finished I said 'Well then it's all YOUR fault then if we are bad because YOU brought YOUR people over, and anyway you haven't been to america so stop assuming that we are all criminals if the only americans you know is my family. Do we look like criminals?'
He thought he won that one but he SO did not :-P
After he had thought he came out with 'Eric,' how origonal. So he started calling me Eric. 'Well I'm gonna call you Joseph'
'I don't care'
'Josephine then'
'Erica is the Banana Man's name, so now your Banana Man'
'Well your scrimpy!' I was glad I got to use my new vocabulary (in my school days blog it says there, scrimpy simply means mean).
'Eh? What does sc scrimpy mean?'
'I'm not going to tell you'
'Tell me'
'Go get a dictionary'
'No, tell me what it means!'
'No'
'Right, well I'll stick your head under the freezing cold tap'
'Fine.' He got up and turned on the tap in the kitchen. He came back and looked at me and smirked. Maree said
'Joe come on' So he turned off the tap and came back to lay on the couch. She whispered to me that he had actually done that before, to his niece...
'Tell me what scrimpy means'
'If you got up and turned on the tap the you can go get a dictionary'
'No!'
'Ok fine, I'll give you a clue. Scrimpy means the same as obstreperous which means the same as vociferous which means the same as obstinate wh...'
They don't actually mean the same thing but they are close enough :-)
After that long night of arguing he says that he likes to wind me up, argue with me and that I can come around any time. Hmm, well right back at you. Oh, and somewhere in there I asked him why he calls chinese 'chinky.' He started singin this weird song. He couldn't answer and then starts going about I talk funny. Hmph.

Next day my Mom picks me up and I went to get my hair cut with A-M at a new hair place. We found it and it's the size of a matchbox, and an old grannies' bar. So we go in and all of the grandma's are staring at us. I went first and I specifically told the ninny that I DIDN'T want short bangs. Of course SHE thinks that long bangs are cut to the eyebrows WHILE WET. I was already horrified at how much she had cut of and she said 'Do you want me to cut anymore off?' I was going to scream 'I have to go to school now looking like a 5 year old because you think that long bangs are an inch long!' But I just said 'No'
She looked disgusted and said 'Well when it's dried you can decide if you want anymore off.'
I stuck my tongue out at her.
I didn't actually, I was just a tired, grumpy teenager.
When I was done I noticed the grannies talking about joint disfunctions and tea. It's so interesting living in England.

Scool days

2006-10-03T20:17:00.000+01:00

Today I decided that I should blog today, so I am. I'm going to tell you about my new school. We have lime green shirts, ties and grey blazers that make you look like an american footballer or a trend follower in the 80's because of the shoulder pads. And you thought uniforms were cool.

I have about 15 billion hours of hw a night to go with my 15 billion subjects I have. I'll tell you about my teachers now... Mr. How. He hasn't acutally talked to me, but he's a legend. He's a big 7 footish guy with a lisp that likes to pick on first years (freshmans if you will). I saw him on his bike in his shorts one day. Katherine was amazed because she thought that surely there was no way a tiny bike could hold all of him up.
Mr. Williams... Chemisty teacher. He is well, a loon. At the beginning of my first chemistry lesson he got the whole class to try and guess my middle name. Nobody could so we played hang man. We finally got it and he asked why that was my middle name. 'Oh, my mom went into labour...
'Sorry, didn't hear that'
'My mom went into labour...'
'What?'
My Mom went into labour...'
'Your mum worked in Weaver?'
'My mom went into LABOUR (geez do I has to spell it out and draw a diagram?) with me the night she was supposed to go to the Giselle ballet.
'OHHHHHH! RIGHT. Very nice'

Then when I was signing for my text book, the conversation got onto dogs somehow. So he asked if I had a dog. 'Nope, I have 2 cats though.'
'Oh really what are their names?'
'Stinkerbell and Edwin'
'What?'
'Stinkerbell and Edwin'
'Tinkerbell?'
'Stinkerbell'
'Oh?'
'She was really stinky when we first got her.'
'Oh I see. And..?'
'Edwin'
Then somehow he said something about his girlfriend being I cat. I can't remember what his exact words were but it was really wierd. Oh, and on the first day, too, he was talking about a song and just burst out singing and didn't stop, then all the suck ups (i.e everyone) started clapping when he finished the song Anyway, in lessons he babbles and babbles for hours, and he dictates so fast I can't keep up. The boys have a good plan though, one of them copies for a while then another etc. Dunno how it works exactly. I remember Mr. Williams saying 'How many elecrons iin the first group in an atom, in an atom, in an atom, in an atom?' It was like his computer chip gone retarted.THEN, one week someone said something about cheerleaders. And he said' Oh, don't shake your pom-poms at me dear' then started doing a little routine. A girl in my class said that their class got the highest chemistry results in the year because he scared them into learning.

Anyhoo, that's enough about Mr. Nutcase.
Mrs. Mybergh. English teacher south african. I thought she was german. Ha! She has the biggest vocabulary on earth. My and Gina on msn started coming up with cool insults because english teacher says that if you don't swear, it shows you have a good vocabulary. We were laughing our heads off. Look at these: obsreperous twit, vociferous nutcase, heart- rending dud, scrimpy ninconpoop. At lunch we kept saying 'You obstreperous tiwt!' SO funny.You had to be there.

Mr. Shaw- Mr. Shaw is a great teacher but he either doesn't believe in, or doesn't know that deoderant exists. People spray on colone, perfume, air fresheners anything! And rush to the seats by the window. It's not THAT bad, except when he gets exctied or starts demonstrating how people bangs spears on their sheilds to hide Zues's cry by lifting his arms up. Ughh. Oh, I made a rap about Zues. It's really funny. INIT!

I have to go now :-)

Half Term

2006-10-03T20:07:00.000+01:00

This week, I get the whole week off from school. Yay! It's called half term. In England we have 3 terms that make up the school year. Every term we get 2-3 weeks off. And in the middle of a term we get a HALF term for a week. Clever huh?

Anyway, I haven't blogged in eons. And really I don't have a clue what I'm going to talk about so I hope it flows....
Today A-M isn't here thanks to church. She is staying at a friends house and she stayed overnight. Which is kinda good for both of us. Katherine + Anne Marie = arguments, fights, voicebox damage, when there is 2 remotes that are currently not lost, lots of channel changing etc. etc. So far me and K haven't lost it yet with eachother so that's ok.

Last night I was bored so I decided to have a makeover. I got a big mirror and sat in a cahir with all of my make up. No one could see my face. I was happily gooping on the make up for quite a long time. Everyone thought I was just being vain :-) My Dad just went out of he room and told my mom about my vanity. I was then going up the stairs and she walked out and saw me all make-up uped and said 'You didn't tell me about this part!' Then my Dad walked out and they were all staring at my face. My Dad was like 'Oh!' And he thought I was being a teenager watching myself pout (which by the way I can't, my sister has tried to give me lessons but it just doesn't work). So now today, without taking my make up off last night, I look like a blonde goth.

I'm so happy because Monk is playing a new series :-D And I'm getting into a show called Due South. My goodness I have a load of HW. Have you heard of the Goo goo dolls? You would think they are girls right? Boys. I'm dying for some Ben & Jerry's. My stupid kitty kept me up all night on saturday. He kept lying on my head... I can see that this isn't really a paragraph anymore the definition is: a distinct portion of written or printed matter dealing with a particular idea.
It isn't really a particular idea anymore, it's just a pile of random thoughts I am having :-)

Man, I could only put 2 paragraphs together that make sense. I'll tell ya what, school has drained my life of blogisity time and interestingness. So when I finally do have something to say, it turns out like this :-) But I betchya I'll have something to talk about by the end of the week. We are going to have tea this week. It's our tradition now, every school break we have, we go have a spot of propa english tea (hot chocolate). With cucumber sarnies, scones and chocolate biscuits. Mmmmm

Must dash, Ciao!

Gob smacked

2006-09-23T16:21:00.000+01:00

Today at stagecoach during our 10 minute break, there were a few strange sights...

We (my friends and I) were sitting the opposite side of a table from a couple of boys that were fighting with eachother. We didn't really notice until one of then had gathered a little army together. Of 5 year old blonde girls with attitude! He obviously wanted the chair so got 4 girls and they started pushing him and pulling him and pushing the chair and screaming in there high pitched voices in his face. Then the boy (Ellliot) finally pushed him sideways off the chair. The little army all piled onto the chair so they could save it for their master. (They were seriously only Ben's size) They screeched for their king to take his throne, he did. Then they put on tootoos and danced for him. To far? Well anyway, it wasn't something you see everyday! It was like humans trying to overthrow a giant!!!

THEN!!! When the bell went, I was walking towards the doorway and I saw the leader of the blonde midgets. she said 'Hi Erica!' Now this took me completely by surprise because a) we had never talked to eachother and b) because there were at least 50 other people in the stagcoach. How did she know my name?? I mean I knew her name, I know about everyone's name from registration but surely her memory is considerably smaller then mine. Anyway, I said 'Hi' back then she said 'How did I know your name?' You got me there!

I don't have a title for this one :-)

2006-09-23T16:18:00.000+01:00

Hey! This post is just for Sara because I don't know her e-mail address :-) When we spent the night at your house during the summer, Katherine knocked off my ring from the table during the night and she couldn't find it next morning. Have you seen it? It's silver with blue dot things on it. Thankyouuuuuuu!!!

Oops, I forgot!

2006-09-16T15:23:00.000+01:00

A few things have popped into my head the last few days, and they are things which I had the intention of blogging about...

The Cricket: This was back when I was in Texas, but I was just about watch 6th sense with Angela. I can't remember exactly, but some how I was watching all of the 'safe parts' while she was on the computer. Then in the corner of my eye, I saw this big black splodge moving towards me. I don't think I screamed, but I definetly took a big breath in shock. (Now remember I live in England and I don't see these very often) It was a gigantic black cricket!!! I thought it was a mutant locust or something (even though I didn't know what a locust looked like). Now, somehow Angela ended up sleeping on the couch, I looked at her hoping that my powers would wake her up... it didn't. So it was up to me to get it out. By then it had noticed I was watching it so it wasn't moving anymore. But I just hate it when I have to catch a really really big bug and they are not moving because if they DO move, you have a heart attack and then you are even more intimidated of the thing that smaller than your palm.

Anyway, I started going for it. And of course it started spazing out and jumping towards the door. I got it in a cup and was trying to pick it up and throw it out, but all I had was some flimsy paper and a cup and I couldn't keep the paper sealed over the cup and it got out. I started jumping around like a loon trying to get it again. Try to picture it. It got some cover and I was about ready to pounce on it and it started moving again and went into a cubby hole. I think Angela was awake then and I told her the story and she was going to get it. Except it dissapeared!! Eventually we found it after moving the couch and looking wide eyed and cheesey for a while.

We finally got it in the bathroom and she threw a cubby-hole-box on it. Jay took care of it a fewe hours later after he came home from work (and this is another part of the story I can't quite remember) He might have been carrying it around by its legs and dropped it while Ben was looking up at the strange thing that all the big girls were arfraid of. I think Jay dropped it and Ben squished it. All that keeping it alive for nothing! :-) I would have done the same. Or have run away screaming. It remained on the floor for several days after that. It was like a butterfly museum that you can put on the walls, except it was on the floor, it was a cricket and it was all mangled instead of displayed beutifully. It freaked me out a few times after that because it looked alive! And it was right by the door, so every time you walked in the door you would see a big black thing that looked alive. eww.

Number 2: What is the world coming to? Ok, we were in the Trafford Centre, which is like the ONLY mall in he UK and we were eating dinner 'outside' technically it wasn't outside, it was just outside the restaurant but inside the building, does that make sense? Anyway, we were happily eating along (well I wasn't because mine was a kids meal and this one wasn't particularly nice) and I saw probably an 11 year old girl in jeans and a T-shirt with another little friend. She was walking really fast and she reached into her pants and pulled out the sides of her underwear ( it might have been a thong but i would have been strings she would have pulled out right?). There were 2 guys in red suits and walkie-talkie's following her. She was just looking for trouble. And what she did was so, GROTESQUE! ahhh. Andd she was only about 11!

Number 3: Extension from GO-APE! (Mormon camping and going ape) I forgot to put that we were all excited to go on the thing called Tarzan. You swung on the rope and landed on a big net, like a spider web, then you had to crawl your way back up to the platform. Now, this one was absolutely HUGE! Anyway, I was the first one and I was looking for the rope. I could see this string that looked like what would hold the rope up and it was in the paddlocked thing and it was open. So I thought 'That doesn't look very safe' and so I plugged it in and changed one number. I bet your all thinking as your reading this 'Well that was pure genious (in a sarcastic way)' It turns out that was the rope and when I tried to undo it again, it wouldn't work. Ooooops.

The Creepy English Government

2006-09-11T16:56:00.000+01:00

Today, I gonna blog about how creepy the government is. It's going to be very short, but it is just crazy how the government here tries to get people to do things around here!!

There is about 4 different TV commercials.

One: Getting your tax papers or renewing them or whatever and sending them back in. 'You could get more money than you should, and the longer you don't send it in, the more money you have to pay back' in a dark, low creepy voice. While a happy, smiling, young couple are jumping around all happy and excited because they need the money and stuff like that. Then the voice says 'You can't escape the computer, send it back before it's too late' Then it is written 'You can't escape the computer'

Two: It's night time and dark and a camera is following a car home. So it's giving the effect that the person in the car is being watched. The same voice was saying the same sorts of things about car insurance and 'The computer knows who hasn't done it' blah blah yak yak computer this computer that.

Three: Same exact hing as 2 ecxept it was a motor cycle.

Four: Then there was another one, can't remember what it was about. But it was going on about all that no escaping from the computer buisness.

Then! on ALL the garbage cans in northwich, a grotesque picture of a rat and a message saying 'the more you drop, the closer they get' I mean I get they that they want people to not litter, but they do it in such a mean way.

I should probly do my hw now.

Only in the UK

2006-08-29T15:27:00.000+01:00

Ok, I think I am ready to create this monstrosoty of a post. Hey, I might even be longer that My trip to Wal Mart!

On friday we started our road trip to Scotland. That morning I had just got a package that had a couple of new books for me. They were called: Angus, thongs and full-frontal snogging. Celandine and Knocked out by my nunga-nungas. (I know they sound disturbing, but they are so hilarious!) And I also got a new CD. Anyway, we hadn't booked a B&B (bed and breakfast) wich was CRAZY of my Mom because it was bank holiday weekend. Besically bank holidays are, you get the day off. I don't exactly know why, probably something to do with banks. So I was a little nervous about not findinga B&B and I was imagining us sleeping in the car.

I got settled in the back seat with my pillow and blanket and books and bag and we were off. Actually it wasn't as smooth as that, I kept going back inside to get things while my Mom was finding her keys or something. Anne-Marie was navigator that day, so she got the privelage of sitting in the front. At first I was listening to music. Then I started reading my new book/s. So I was basically not in the car the whole time I was in the car because I was reading. If you know what I mean.

I got sucked into my book just like that and never journeyed back to reality for quite some time. Until I had to go to the bathroom. We took a bathroom break and then headed out again. About an hour later my Mom started giggling at all of the funny names like Ramsbutt or something. Then we came across 2 towns which I had to look up from my book to see why everyone was laughing. Now you have to believe me about these 2 names, AND they were right next to eachother. Ready? Wigglesworth and Giggleswick.

Only in the UK

After a while we passed the border to scotland and just kept on agoin. By the time we were ready to stop and look for a B&B, it was about 6pm. We went passed a couple with vacancies but my Mom kept driving on. We were all starting to worry at about 8pm. And we were all in a bad mood because we were hungry. We stopped at a pub and asked about vacancies and of course, none. So we just ate there. Anne-Marie got bangers and mash.

Only in the UK

After we ate we were asking everywhere for vacancies. My mom said it was like
when mary and joseph couldn't find an Inn. Finally my Mom decides, 'If there are none at this place, we are driving home.' Katherine walked in and asked the guy. Since the rest of us were in the car (I forgot to tell you, my Dad didn't come. He stayed home to watch the stinkbutts(cats)). She was standing in there for about 15 minutes. And we finally figured out that the guy was calling around to see if there were any vacancies. FINALLY Katherine came out with a piec of paper. The guy came out too, and told my Mom how to get to this place that he finally found. Then we raced down there. My Mom kept saying how much of a sweetheart he was.

Not usually in the UK.

We all assumed that the only place left was going to be pretty crap. When we got there, I figured out that it was a nightclub/ hotel. AHHHHHH! It was a friday night so lots of people had come to partae! We walked in to the bar with all of our luggage (and my bright gold bag) and EVERYONE was staring at us. As soon as we walked in all eyes were on us, and they weren't off of us till we left the room. (I'm typing without watching my fingers for the first time!!!!!) Anyway, long wait short, we got our room key and shot upstairs like Edwin would do if he saw a moth.

The beds were lumpy and if you lay on the edge you would roll into the middle. On the upside, I got the double bed and Katherine got the single. It took me a while to get to sleep, but eventually I did...

2:30am: DUN DUN DUN DUN DIDDLE DUM DUM DUN DUN (BASE) CONSTANTLY! REPEATEDLY! OVER AND OVER AND OVER!

Katherine woke up too and said it wont stop till 3:30. nooooo!
Luckily it stopped at 3. Phew. But it took me a while to get back to sleep.

9:00am:Mom banging on the door. Katherine in the shower. I hobbled over to the door. The door is locked. I unlock it and try and open the door. Doesn't work. I try again. No. Again. Again. Again. 'Push the lock back and don't touch the door nob.'
'Mom I know, it's not working.' I finally saw a little tiny button thing under the lock. I pushed it, then pulled it, then I slid it up. I tried the lock again. Voila!

My Mom then screamed at me because it was obvious I just woke up. She asked where Katherine was, she was in the shower. Then she said, 'Be down for breakfast in 5 minutes!'

Then I hobbled back to my bed and screwed on my brain so I could think properly. Clothes - gold bag. Ther Other Junk - Backpack. I pulled on my clothes and put then walked to the bathroom (by that time Katherine was out). I slapped some cold water on my face and then told her that she had to be downstairs in 30 seconds. I had to essplain the whole conversation to her because of the noisey shower water.

I brushed my hair then stole the key then walked downstairs. Mom already looked in a happier mood. She even saved me some raspberry jam :-) We were all talking and then we ordered breakfast. My Mom and I got the full English, and Katherine and Anne-Marie got something similar. Katherine walked in and my Mom started telling her about how it took me 10 minutes to open the door. My excuse was 'The light wasn't on' pretty pethetic huh? Anyway, we were all laughing about that for a while.

After a few more minutes the waitress who had been to California came with our food. Full english = Sausage, english bacon, fried egg, grilled tomato, mushrooms, toast and usually black pudding. Covered in an inch of grease.

Only in the UK
(And the REALLY English thing to do, is dip your toast in the egg yolk.)

After that, we packed up and went on the road again. All day. Katherine was navigator of the day. Every once in a while I would giggle (cause my book was SO funny). My Mom thought I was just being retarted. But then she said 'OH! Your READING!' Durr.

We stopped at an art gallery for a while. We were gonna get some cute posters of animals, but all the cute posters were gone. I really liked this painting of a girl sitting on a chair just looking at the window, it was moslty white. My Mom got a few postcards, and she bought me a shoe. It was called 'Struttin' (I collect little scultpures of shoes, I have about 7 so far).

About 5 o' clock we stopped in Avimore. My Mummykins went to a tourists information centre (that IS how they spell center here) that did a service where they found B&B's and hotels. Clever. We ended up in a teeny weeny itsy bitsy (yellow pokatdot...)bungalow.

There was one bedroom, a small kitchen a table chairs and a couch. And a bothroom. My Mom and Anne-Marie took the bedroom, katherine got the foldout couch (which WAS a double bed so I could have shared) and I got the floor. I thought it wouldn't be so bad because I got the couch cushions and Katherine got a 1 inch thick matress.

We went to the store to get some grub at Tescos'. Oh Tesco's. Anyone in their right mind could see that Tesco's is taking over the world!!!! There are tiny Tesco's, Wal mart size Tesco's, gas station tesco's, tesco's car insurance, tesco's clothes, suitcases, food (it started off selling just food), loans. etc. etc. etc. It's just like WalMart except America is so big, there is room for Walmart I guess, I dunno it's just, they are everywhere! England is not big enough for Tesco's. Maybe it's just implanted in my brain about WalMart and America, but Tesco's is cramping England's stlye! Ok I'll stop being demented and get on with my story...We went in and there was a few people there.

We walked around picking up random things and throwing them in the basket. But before long Tesco's started filling up. It was like all the food distributers in the world had gone on strike and the only place selling food. Me and Anne-Marie couldn't find my Mom for a long time.Eventually we made our way to the 30 minute long line then went to our bungalow.

We had dinner and then went to bed...

That night was the most coldest most uncomforatablist night of all!!! I was either up because I was cold, or uncomforatable and cold! Ahhh

The next day I got up and walked to the bathroom, hands dragging behind. Went to the bathroom, got dressed, had breakfast blah blah blah. That day, I was navigator! Yay. We were going to Findhorn, which is at the very tippety top of Scotland. It took about an hour to get there. We walked into the 'town' although nothing was open except a weird fairtrade shop and an antique shop.

We were browsing in the antique shop for a while. And I found some houses (I collect houses too) I eventually went up to ask her how much they were. She said 'That one is a pound and the small one is 50p' So, I was going to buy them. I got one 50p one and the one she said 'That's a pound' about. She wrapped them up and said ' That's £2.50'

(I think I have run out of 'Only in the UK's)

Anyway, we went into the wierd fairtrade shop after that, and mooched for a while. But it was really expensive!!! Anyway, after that, we asked somebody where the real fun was. So we went there, It was this place, with stuff in it.

It was a big bit of land that had caravans, a park, houses, a shop, pottery place, an art place etc. etc. Katherine was being a teenager, so my Mom wasn't liking her very much. So she went around herself and we were stuck with a moody teenager and a hyper 10 year old. So we went to the park and I attempted the monkey bars, which gave me momories of 1st grade recess. I was a monkey back then!!!

By the time I actually manuvered Katherine off the ground III was in a mood, so I just walked off because I wanted to see all the little workshops Katherine kept saying, 'Your going the wrong way!!!' And every time I thought that a biulding was a workshop she said, 'That is someones house!'

After a billion years of Katherine being a poo, we found Mom. We looked at the neighbourhood. It was AMAZING, it was so colourful and modern and most of them were B&B's, and the flowers and plants in fron were SO cool. And it was like a little privats thing, there was one that was blue one side, green the other, red the other, orange the other :-)

We also went to the Hobbit house which was really cool, it was so COOL!!!!Ohmygosh, it was tiny and the windows were curvy, and it was inside a hill. I would put a picture in but the only camera we had was on Katherines phone, and I haven't the foggiest how to get that onto here. PLUS, Angela said it was really hard anyway. So I won't try.

The hobbit house was actually a shrine. The whole place was a buisness, but it was all really woo woo. Some of it wasn't but they sold kinda wierd stuff and the Hobbit house had cushions in a circle around this really wierd thing.

Anyway, on the wasy home it was pretty much the same as the way there, except Katherine some how legally got into the front seat for half of the way. She takes illegal showers though (I'm being a tattle-tale now).

I REALLY con't be bovvered to read through this whole blob of words and check spelling, so umm, ya that's it. Boy, that was hard work. Sorry it took my ages! I went to Scotland, what? about 2 weeks ago? I dunno

What got me out of bed this morning

2006-08-29T15:05:00.000+01:00

This morning I was lying in bed and telling myself that I sould really get up now. When Anne-Marie and Katherine we saying that there were window cleaners cleaning our windows! I wasn't too bothered because they had done it before. Katherine came in and said that Dad called blah blah blah. Then she went out and then the window that was close to the foot of my bed was being cleaned. I froze, and was trying to hide my head without being too obvious. Then when he came down the ladder and was going to clean the window next to me, I jumped out of my bed so fast, that I surprised myself. All the while Katherine was watching and laughing.

Anyway, we went to Scotland for 3 days and I'm going to do a post on it. It may take a few months :-) though so that's why I'm telling you there is something on the way... And it invovles a book called 'Angus, thongs and full-frontal snogging'

Mormon camping and going Ape

2006-08-19T14:56:00.000+01:00

On wednesday at YW's we were planning what to bring to our camping spot. I said that we had a big 8 man tent and sleeping pads and stuff like that. Then we made a list of things to bring.

The next night my family and I went to McDonald's because with every large meal, you get a blue, pink or green coke glass. So we are going once a week to get 3 of each colour. And on the way back I was asking my Dad if he could come with us to set up the tent. But he was going camping that weekend too but he didn't know which day. So I asked 'Could a bunch of girls set up the tent?' He said 'Ya' but then I rephrased the question and said 'Could a group of blonde girls set up the tent?' He never answered. Although the car of laughing people gave me the answer :-)

Also, my Dad was thinking out loud 'I wonder how long the McDonald's flem will last?' Because we all started *ahem* ing. Then Anne-Marie said 'I don't think I have any *ahem* flem yet.' And she didn't do that on purpose! My Dad was saying that my Mom is funniest when she isn't trying to be, too.

So on Friday, Katherine my Dad and I went to help set up the tent. There were 4 people putting up the tent to they didn't have a job for me yet. But then I found the mallet! We decided to have camp names. Mine was Hammergirl. It didn't stick, but neither did anyone elses.

After my Dad and Katherine left, we were just relaxing, but then we had to go observe nature for 30 minutes. We went to sit on a hill and since on girl was ALWAYS hyper, we had no choice but to play some games. We did things like What animal/flower/part of the earth would you be? Answers were: cloud, lion, bluebell, tulip, golden finch, rock, sea, daisy, sun, monkey, dolphin etc etc.

Then, we went to find the bathroom (we were staying at a caravan sight, so we had a toilet)*. We found it, and the shower. I was going to have a shower in the morning. But after seeing it, I had second thoughts. In the caravan opposite the bathrooms, there was a HUGE dog that was watching our every move, I think it was a St. Bernard.

When we were walking back Kirsty (our leader) remembered the guy said there was a park. We went in search of it. And we found in the middle of the caravans there was a small bit of land with a baby swing and a normal swing.

We attemted making smores afterwards but we couldn't make a fire, no grahm (i dunno how you spell that) crackers. We had a gas stove, marshmallows and I had some chocolate. Some other people had loads of cookies, so we were experimenting with everything. Chocolate sanwich, ring cookie sandwich, jaffa cake sandwich, marchmallow with chocolate stuck in it, ya know, stuff like that.

We went back in our tent, read scriptures then got ready for bed. Nobody bothered to brush their teeth. We just did our own thing. Laura went to the bathroom after she finished her juice, but never came back to our side of the tent. Candi and Danielle were just talking. And Candi was texting Damien, her love of the month. And I got out my CD player and CD mix and sang along to all my songs :-)

After I was done singing, I was going to go to sleep and I moved to the bottom of the tent so I wouldn't keep slipping off my mat! Then Candi was quizzing me on Life in America. She was like 'So, you went to school there?' 'So, did you have american friends?' 'So, ...' Funny.

It was a LONG night. I was listening to a tranquility CD and was asleep for 1 hour. Then Danielle woke me up and warned me that I would get tangled up in the wires. I sorted myself out then I dropped off again. Then I woke up at 5:38am. My alarm was set for 6:55am (which by the way, I need to change because it keeps waking me up 3 hours before I want to get up).

When the time came, we read scriptures again, packed up, put the tent down and loaded into the small car. They had come without me so when I went in the car, with my luggage and my big tent and 5 sleeping pads. It was no-room-kingdom. We had barely enough room to breath. We kept fogging up the windows. And Laura and I were the ones with the wet tent on our laps (it was England, raining of course).

We went to a forest where there was a course called GO-APE! which was like high ropes, except you did all of your safety yourself. We had about an hour of training and our trainer had a thick Scottish accent. It rocked! I SO want to go again. It was about 40 feet in the air and what you had to do was get from platform to platform with all the obstacles in the way. And there where 5 zip wires. And they had the longest one in England! It kept going on and on and on and on.......

*That toilet thing reminded me of something I heard on the radio about a year ago. They were saying that there was major traffic jams due to a portable toilet that fell of a truck! hahaha random!

Birthday memories

2006-08-17T10:43:00.000+01:00

It was Anne marie's birthday a couple days ago and we went to a theme park called Camelot for the first time. She had 2 friends that came with her: Hetty and Natalie AKA: Nat and Het. We walked to the back of the park and decided to go on rides at the back of the park to the front.

First we grabbed some lunch. We all got cheeseburgers because besically in the whole food court there was cheeseburgers, hamburgers, chicken burgers and a tiny bakery stall. The beef was nasty and the fries were swimming in grease. And the one size drinks were too tiny to wash down the food. Katherine and I had to share a drink because she forgot to get one for me.

Anyway after our atrocious lunch, we went on our quest for dessert. 3 of us wanted a 'slurp' which was a thick chocolate/strawberry milkshake. But the line was 3 years long. After Katherine waited in line for 30 seconds, she came back and said she wasn't going to wait in the line. I thought it wasn't that big so I waited in line. After 3 minutes everyone wanted a cookie instead, so I reluctantly gave in. So we went to the bakery stall and there was no one in line. They had chocolate chip cookies and chocolate sprinkled donuts. I immediatly say I want a donut (you know how I am with donuts). When I got it, I noticed that there were only about 10 sprinkles on it. I took a big bite and first of all it was stale, then I noticed the yellow icing and how it tasted like bubblegum. I thought it was SO gross, so I took one more bite and chucked it in the bin.

While we were waiting in line for our first ride, Katherine was eating her donut and figured out that it was banana! I was like huh? So we got on the ride and I was texting my mom saying: I just had a crappy banana donut, who makes banana friggin donuts? She thought it was pretty funny.

After that we had a good time. We decided to go on this ride called Excaliber 2. You had to sit in a circle at the bottom and it was a long flat 'stick' type thing that went vertically up. It flung you up and twisted and spinned everywhere. Anne Marie and Hetty wanted to go on it. At first I didn't, but then I went in line. Then I chickened out, then I went back in line. Phew! For some reason I felt nervous, not because I was scared of the ride but somethine was niggling me. Woooo. We went on and these 2 teenage boys were doing a terrible job running the ride. We were sitting in our seats for about 5 minutes before they came around and checked everyone was secured.

The ride started and we were getting all excited and giggley. It turned us upsidown then spun us down to the right, it did that twice. Then it flipped us upsidown and kept us up then spun us down to the left. SCRAPE! I heard a big scrape close to us on the fence and the people stopped the ride. We were sitting slanted in mid air for a while. Then we saw some big guys with tools boxes walk by. Ooo. They let us off finally and we went down to see Katherine and Natalie. They told us that there was also a seat rocking back and forth as well as the scrape.

Katherine was saying that you usually see rides closed, but now you can say you were on the ride when it closed and you know why it closed! That was cool. Well, it wasn't a good thing but it was still amazing.

The rest of the day was fine. In the end we went on that ride when it was fixed and it was so totally awsome! Then we went home and ate some cake. We had just got a sunflower cake mould so Katherine used that to make the cake. We all agreed it looked deformed :-) but it tasted good. As all Smith/Leishmaan cakes do. I remember my 9th birthday. OH MY GOSH. That was a nightmare for my Mom...

Long story short: She was making a chocolate cake and she had to run to the store to get some ingredients. On the was back she needed some gas, so she got gas and left her wallet on her car and drove off without paying. Police track her down. She gets her wallet back and pays.

Then she turns up at my school, where I was totally unaware of the days events, with my cake and says that it is SUPPOSED to look like a pile of mud, because my birthday is earthday! It looked terrible but it tastes terrifico.

Well, I'm meeting up with my friend I haven't seen for a year and we are gonna see the break up. Then tommorrow I am going camping with YW, so that should be interesting. I'm sure I will HAVE to blog about that. Busy busy busy!

Stagecoach

2006-08-09T17:33:00.000+01:00

Only 3 days back from America and I'm already working as and actress :-) I'm doing this stagecoach thing with Anne-Marie. Nobody I knew was going so I was a little nervous. But then I saw a girl from my old school and her cousin. So I was hanging out with them. I hadn't seen her for about 3 years. She changed a lot! Make - up wise and stuff. To tell you the truth they were kind of umm... tarts. They wore revealing clothes and like to play manipulative games with boys, like if they want some candy, they have to give both of them a kiss or a hug. I mean, I think they are cute but I don't go that far!

Anyway, they were fun. We were doing Fame in the chorus line. Which is I think 2 plays, I was Mel. Millie and Polly (the gals I was talkin about) were Star and Katy. People wer finally getting up the nerve to ask me where I used to live and things like that on the penultimate day (long word for a blonde!). One boy surprised when he asked me because I go to stagecoach with him every week! I'm making friends with a couple more down-to-earth girls.

Anyhoo, the day of the play we were all giddy and when it was time to get ready we were even more so. But we had to put on lots and lots of make up. Tonnes of blush. Well, I didn't put much on but the dance teacher who was putting make up on people were looking like clowns by the end of the 2 1/2 minute make over.

While we were waiting in a room before going on stage, I was standing next to Millie and she was sitting next to 2 boys. It was then that they saw me for the first time with make up on. And they started chatting to me about stuff. They never did before. My Mom said it was the make up :-P

Well, the show was great. I have another blog on the way but now I have to go to YW!

News of the fantabulous Erica

2006-08-04T19:35:00.000+01:00

I stayed with Sara for a day and a bit and we went to a water park! The lazy river was so much fun! I wish I could have stayed longer. :-( On the other hand I got mail today! Do you know how rare that is? Well, I guess if your gone for 2 months there is bound to be SOMETHING in the mail for you. Sara, tell me more about this size 6 1/2 free shoe thing. I found out how my clean room was kept while I was gone. All I can say is, never employ AnneOmarie to be your maid. Well, no that's not true. She doesn't mind cleaning as long as it is never her own room. Ok, my eyes are starting to jump all over the place so I better stop before I make a mess with my words.

I have to go to the bathroom now

2006-08-03T01:20:00.000+01:00

When I get on my last plane and get un-jet-lagged, I'll start blogging again. I have a couple up my sleeve but I can't write them now because I am sniffing up my last hours in America. Miss you Angela!!

Airport drama

2006-07-27T23:09:00.000+01:00

Ok, so I was supposed to fly to Utah last friday at 2:30pm. Me and Angela were having fun and we were on our way to the airport. We had run a few errands and got some nummy nummy custard. Angela looked at the time and we weren't too worried. About 10 minutes later I asked when they stopped taking luggage. Angela gasped and stepped on it. We were going 90mph. She said that J needed it in 40 minutes before take off. Well, it was 42 minutes before take off, so we start zoomin down the freeway and finally got to the airport.

We run in, can't find Delta, asked someone and we were both like 'What?' so we went back outside and started walking for a minute or 2 and found Delta. By then it was 33 minutes before take off and we ran to a desk that was empty. Then the bozo said 'Ooo, the computer won't even let me do it.' He kept repeating that then put us back in line.

7 minutes later, after someone jumped in front of us, we finally are talking to some one half decent. And when she said we couldn't get on Angela started the water works. Even though it was some what our fault, we couldn't get on the flight because I didn't have any of my Dad's contact info. I was flying as a UM.

So then we went to go pick on another guy and he was like 'Hey, I only do the baggage security.' Which he obviously was more competent than he said he was. I was just a little scared by then, partly because Angela was crying. She asked for a manager. Meanwhie, we were on the phone to Sara trying to get my Dad's info. But no one was picking up there...

The manager finally showed up while my plane was still sitting there and Angela said 'You have to put a little drama into these kinds of things so you get what you need to get.' After that I was almost giggling when Angela was crying. After a lot of drama, I got booked onto the flight the next day, same time. Which is funny because I thought I was going to leave the 28th anyway.

Now this is the frusterating part. We went back to the parking lot and went down a flight of stairs because we went up one to get into the airport. We remembered parking next to a truck, so we thought we found it. No such luck. We went searching together for 5 minutes then I stayed with the luggage and Angela went searching for it. Outside, it feels like it's 200 degrees. After about 12 minutes of the quest, I tried my Dad again. He picked up and told him everything. Then Angela came by, talked to him then went searching again.

After 30 friggin minutes, she found it. She said it was in the 'half world'. We forgot to account for an escalator that was somewhere in the middle of the airport and the stairs. Then it took us another 10 minutes for find our way out of the silly ol' parking lot.

Next day Angela left her lisence on the counter. Oops! That caused a little trouble. But I got there in the end. But then my dad didn't know where to find me so that was a pain in the neck waiting in 'Dusty's Den' for 20 minutes. Oh, and then today we were on a connecting flight to England and when we got off the plane the other one was already boading. So we did our little waddle down the hall. And Ketherine isn't there. We lost her in the hubbub at the intersection of people traffic.

We found her in the end, and our flight was deleyed for 45 minutes. So we rushed for nothing. NOTHIN! Ya know? I think I may have beat my record. My trip ot walmart, might be shorter than this. And I have jet lag too, so that's a bonus. So excuse me if some of this makes absolutely no sense at all. Nah, wal mart is longr.

Tootin' and pollutin'

2006-07-21T17:54:00.000+01:00

The other night when Angela and I went to sleep, Angela put Ben on his bed. When she put him down, 10 seconds later he let out a very loud toot, and then another longer one. We were giggling as girls do. Ben was half asleep but he crawled back over onto the Bed me and Angela were sleeping on. He some how made his way from Angela's head, down to her feet, crawled across my legs and landed next to me with a splinter of room.

Angela was dead tired so she was asleep in 30 seconds and started to breathe heavily. Well, Ben next to me was long gone too. But he kept letting out these tremendous 'good ones' as my Dad would say. I was sniggering for quite some time.

A couple nights later we went to bed again, putting Ben in his own bed. And when me and Angela had stopped talking Angela set free a little perfect girlie toot. I was laughing and she said 'That was Ben!' And if it wasn't for the little tootin show that Ben put on 2 nights before, I wouldn't have believed her. But I would have believed her if I didn't notice a vital point and said 'I would have believed you if you didn't hold your breath right before it!'

Then a minute later she started snoring and I was saying in my head 'Oh great' because I knew it was possible for her to fall asleep that fast. But then chuckling she said 'Jus kidding!' I was like 'Phew'

Cars cars cars!

2006-07-19T17:45:00.000+01:00

I want to get a peugeot 107 when I'm older. My Dad likes fancy cars and motorcycles but he has recently found a new hobby, nevertheless he loves to name the fancy or old fashioned that drive by. Once my little sister surprised me when she yelled out the make and model of a car that flew by. So far the only one I have remembered is an Audi TT. Unfortunately he didn't have a son. But he's content with sharing it with us every once in a while. And maybe when I have more money I will get a micra C+C!

Anyway, my mom has a good taste in cars. But she despises huge honkin' SUV's. She calls them gas guzzling road hogs. I completely agree. I like fancy cars like my Dad but some I see are WAY to OTT. Like the ones that are really low and you have to crawl into, or the ones with bulging curves that stick up at the back and front.

I like the little song that goes 'Riding along in my automobile! My baby beside me at the wheel. Cruising and playing the radio. With no particular place to go!' It plays on a radio station in England every time Johnny Walker comes on. But I (the I is emphasized) think it sounds like 'Johnny Wonker!' But that's just me. Or is it? Hmm...

Spelling

2006-07-14T19:51:00.000+01:00

Since staying with Angela, I have noticed that she has to be careful what she says when Ben is around. When she has to say something that she doesn't want him to hear, she spells it out. Like 'I think Ben needs a n-a-p.' 'Don't tell Ben your going for a s-w-i-m,' Or stuff like 'Keep the c-a-n-d-y away from him' And to tell you the truth, I sometimes have to pause for a few seconds and try to figure out what she just said. About 15% of the time I don't know what she says. Either SHE spells it wrong, or I mis-hear it, or it's too long I can't be bothered to work it out. :-)

This is another note, but when we have ice-cream we have to cover up all the evidience that has anything to do with ice-cream. We can't mention the word around him. If we eat it, we have to throw any garbage, rinse off the spoons get it out of sight and wash your face off. And if he smells chocolate on your breath, your in trouble.

Favourite Movie lines

2006-07-14T19:36:00.000+01:00

I've decided to make a post entirely about lines from movies. I can't think of very many on he spot but I have couple, I'll update it whenever one pops into my head or I watch a movie with funny lines. Please excuse me if the lines are not word perfect =).

Wedding singer - (this is one of Angela's favouite lines too) Guy at a party: 'So, I heard your girl dumped you at the alter.' Wedding singer: My parents also died when I was 13. You wanna bring that up too?' Guy: 'No. Why would I want to bring that up?' Wedding singer: ' I don't know.' (The way he say 'I don't know' cracks me up)

X-men- (This will only be funny if you know how much wolverine hates cyclops it's also a little rude) Scene: They have just entered a museum and they split up. They soon find out that they are not alone; they are with a shapeshifter. The shapeshifter turns into wolverine and they fight eachother. The real wolverine wins and he comes out of the room they were fighting in. The others don't know it's really him. Wolverine: 'It's me' Cyclops: 'Prove it' (Pause) Wolverine: 'Your a dick' Cyclops 'OK' and they move on. That has left me laughing for at least 5 minutes.

I want you to guess this one: 'I'm tired of you emotional constipation!' Clue: it's a movie with monkeys in it.

While I was sleeping...

2006-07-14T19:19:00.000+01:00

Since Jay (Angela's man), has gone on a buisness trip, Angela, Sara and I have been sharing THE bed. It's a huge whopper with a tempur matress. So I just float to heaven everytime I go to sleep on it. Well, Sara isn't usually here, so Angela and I have no problems when we share the bed. It got a little crowded when Sara came in. I thought it would be fine. And it was, for me. Apparently (while I'm in heaven) I'm relaxed and a take up the whole bed.

The next day while we were having dinner Sara remembers this and starts lecturing me that when there are 3 people in the bed, the small child should not get the whole bed or be ABLE to get the whole bed. Then she demonstrated. Sara was the salad dressing, Angela was the sunglasses, and I was the sharp knife. So she layed them out on the table like so: I I I. And said 'When you share a bed with 2 other people, you are NOT supposed to sleep like this!' : III. (There was a more dramatic change of direction, it's harder to show when using italics. But you get the picure) Basically, the sharp knife was diagonally overlapping the sunglasses and salad cream

What Ben says

2006-07-13T00:59:00.000+01:00

Answering the phone- Today Angela went out for a while and my other aunt (Sara), Ben, Avery and I were getting ready to go swimming. Sara was at the computer and her cell which was in another room (that Ben and I were in) started ringing. So she said 'Ben! Go get the phone!' So he went to get it and finally found it. He opened it up and I said 'Say "Hello!" Ben.' So after about half a second he had decided to take my advice and naturally said 'Wassup!?' I was laughing my head off.

We also finally figured out that slowtoe-ch was slowcoach. He kept handing me his armbands and saying 'Blow this up slowtoe-ch!' So it finally hit me that it was slowcoach (slowpoke). Which you don't really say a lot in America. Wonder where he got it from...

He also says 'Big Joke' (big jerk) alot. The other night, all the 'big' people of the house were up late watching TV. He comes running out wanting to go to the bathroom and asking for a potty sticker. After he went Angela was saying how he hasn't had one for 3 months and how she doesn't have any stickers anyway. So he goes off in a huff bad to his bed yelling 'Fine! Be big jokes! (3 second gap) F-Fine! Be big jokes watching TV!' Then marched back to his room. That left us laughing for a while.

This is another story about Ben but not about what he says. And it's short too. One night we were up late watching TV (again,but you can count it as quality family time too) and he runs out. Angela jumps up and gets in his pathway and was going to ask what he was doing but then he half-asleepily half-drunken-like yells 'POTTY!' So Angela runs out of the way. Afterwards she said something like 'When your 3 year old is running out of his room screaming 'Potty!', you get out of his way if you want your floor to stay clean!' Hmmm, excellent advice.

He USED to say 'paca' for popcycle and 'fuddywinks' for fire works. And last year he said 'Adios ya big jerk!'

Aunt Angela

2006-07-07T21:22:00.000+01:00

Recently my Aunt Angela did a post completely about me! So now I'm going to do one completely about her! She has gorgeous red hair and she has the best laugh in the world. When I get out of control, genes kick in and I start going hysterical and her laugh pops out of me. Her 'scent' smells sweet and she doesn't wear a disgusting perfume that she puts on by the truck load. She wears a perfume that is so sweet, it makes you want to be near her.

Angela can always make me laugh and she gives the best hugs. I can fall asleep in her lap and I love it when se plays with my hair. She can do up your hair in minutes and you'll have the most adorable hairdo on the planet. When she got married I got in a huff because I didn't want to share her! But now she has 2 kids, I can kiss, hug and tickle them all day long (and change the occasional poopy diaper) and they will giggle and say the most adorable things.

Whenever I know I'm going to see her I get so excited. When I found out I was going to stay with her 6 weeks, I started counting the days!! I can always trust Angela to pick out the cutest outfit and the yummiest treats for when we watch movies all night long. I recently discovered frozen custard, all thanks to Angela!

She always manages to take a picture at the perfect moment. So she has plenty of perfect snapshots of my sisters and I and her kids. She is nobody's fool and she loves a good chat on the phone or on msn! Love ya!

Randomness. :-)

2006-07-06T11:49:00.001+01:00

I'm in the mood to say whatever right now so here goes. I have a bug bite inside of the curl of my ear. How wierd is that? I think Monk is the best detective show on earth. I have been having to get up at 3:30am 5 days a week for about 3 weeks and now I don't have to!!! School's out! (I go to school on the internet during English time, and I'm in Texas. NOT a good mix. Unless your with Angela!) If any of you are wondering about my name the first part 'earth' I chose because I was born on earthday and I have an earth sign. 'Bint' means 'girl' in Arabic (a or the language they speak in Egypt, can't remember) and I was born in Egypt. So you slap 'em together and you get Earthbint. Clever. I think it is funny that both of Angela's kids found their way into my purse (at separate times) and found a gumball, then stuck it in their mouth. Ben did that twice and Avery once! But they know that I don't have anymore so they haven't been in my purse since. I think pizza, korma and chinese make my tummy a bottomless pit. I also like DONUTS!!!, rootbeer, cinnamon rolls, frozen custard and a lot of other crap that I shouldn't eat. I'm going swimming tomorrow. My Aunt (Sara) is coming over soon! I want to get the perfume Sweet pea and touch of sun. Angela has dissapeared, so I'm going to go find her now...bye!

My Trip To Walmart

2006-07-06T01:13:00.000+01:00

I had just been sitting around the house and my Aunt Angela said she needed to go to the store, so I immediatly said 'Yes' when she asked if I wanted to go. But we had to wait for (and these were her exact words) Pooper Butt (Avery(1) to wake up from her nap. Which literally took 2 and a half minutes. So we all decided to walk. I put Avery in her stroller and then Ben (3) in his while feeding Avery a flapjack. Then Angela remembered that she needs to get the mail. She remembers seeing the key somewhere, as do I so we both stand around scratching our heads looking like monkeys trying to remember where it was we saw it. We assume Ben had got hold of it (i have learned if you don't want anything lost while your staying with small kids, you should keep it at least a meter out of climbing reach) and we keep asking him if he took it. The answer was alway 'no'. We ask him one more time and he says 'It's on the couch' and sure enough it was.

Meanwhile it started to bucket it down and I said 'Oh, it will stop raining in 2 minutes' and by the time we found the key it does. So we start strolling outside and 30 seconds later it starts pouring again. We run to the car, which is her old beat up, been-in-a-wreck-3-times car. Because her husband took the functioning car. And we piled in, then went to Walmart.

We got one of those barney carts that kids can sit in. And to play music you put a dollar into a machine thingy and off we went. My aunt had to return something so I pushed the kids around and she said to meet at customer service. Of course, I blindy go past up and end up in the toys. So I thought what the heak and was pushing them in the toy aisle. I found some 'try me' toys so I bend down and some songs are playing and they have fun with the pooh that is sitting on a turtle. Then I picked up another try me toy. I must have been a strange sight singing 'bananas in pajamas' and letting two kids squeeze an elmo-on-the-potty hand in a huge monsterous purple barney cart.

Then I walk back to the front and find customer service and of course Angela is long gone. But I found her soon after. So we go shopping. After a few minutes, Avery starts throwing a fit and wants to get out. So we let her out and Ben closes the door. As soon as she sees the door closing she screams again and wants back in. This happens about 5 times, the we put her up where the groceries go and was content with being right in front of her Mom.

I remembered that the last two times I have gone to walmart with Angela and we would get a cart, she tends to get to the one spot (in the entire gigantic store) where there is water on the floor and walks right over it and slips. But the cart catches her. That's our 'routine' that we do together during the day. But that didn't happen this time. Maybe because her kids were with us, or it was a barney cart. During the night we tend to make midnight runs for ice-cream.

One time - and this is another story, when we were walking out of walmart after we had just bought some midnight ice cream. The 'People Greeter' was either bored out of her mind or she seriously thought I was 10 (I'm 13) but she goes 'Would you like a sticker?' And I'm like 'umm' so I decided to be polite and go 'Sure!' Meanwhile behind me is Angela trying to cover up her giggle fit. I'm sure that's on her blog...

We were about half way done shopping and Avery gets bored, and starts crying as babies do when they aren't satififed with their audience, so we take her out and I follow her around. Now, before today, I didn't believe the 'I turned my back for 2 seconds and she was gone' line. But that's exactly what happened. I was standing in front of the aisle and I looked at Angela as she asked a sales assistant for help. Then I turn around again and she was gone. It was amazing because she had been walking kinda slow and she just wizzed away. She didn't go very far but she was out of my view. But then I heard her little 'Gogatowa eeeeeeee' when she points at something she likes the look of, in her little high voice. Turns out she just went behind me and walked into the aisle out of sight.

After that we were generally around the accesories and she picks up a hat that wouldn't fit me and puts it on. She walked around with it and it's so adorable cause she couldn't see a thing, and yet she still found her mama. By that time, Ben was standing on the front of the cart and Avery instantly throws the hat on the ground and attempts to climb on it too.

That was basically the end of our trip. Oh, Ben found one of those little rides and climbed in with Avery. Angela didn't have a quarter and neither did I so Angela just said 'Come out when you want' Ben was still asking for money. I said 'We don't have any money' and he said 'My Mommy does' You should have seen his face! It was like 'my mommy has money and you don't so ha!'

Then we got in the car and drove home. Angela and Ben had to go to get something from another store so I took Avery, threw on a pot of chicken and a baby einstien (i have no idea how to spell that) DVD and started writing. This is like, my second blog, the other one is about face masks 'n' stuff because I had no idea what to write. Right now Angela is attempting Chicken Makhani. Smells um, different...

Natural skin care

2006-06-30T04:34:00.000+01:00

I got this really great magazine all about caring for your skin. A few tips and recipes I remember are:

Face masks - mixing egg whites together and leaving it on your face for a few minites. This tightens and makes the skin firmer.
Papya skins - repairs skin, elimiates dead skin cells and visible aging.
Avocado and honey - this is ideal for all skins just mash some avocado and add honey for a perfect mask.

Wiping milk with cotton balls over your face every morning is great for your skin.

A good toner is a herbal tea. Just make some tea, take a bath/shower and by the time you are ready to put it on, it will be a perfect temperature. My personal favourite is honey, chomomile and vanilla. Your skin will love tea toners.

A nice natural body exfoliator is brown sugar. After a bath or shower just gently rub on brown sugar all over your body.

I've heard honey is a good exfoliator but I might be wrong. I haven't tried it myself I would probably get in a sticky mess.

Hope my tips help!