Ah, a first... firsts can be good.
ah, well, life is as it has always been, and i have somehow been sucked into this posting a blog thing... t says its good to vent on... we shall see. Anyways, since my life seems to be a play, and i can only remember random pieces of it anyways, this is how it goes...
MY DAY:
act one-
gets up, goes to window... holy crap it snowed a ton! haha! does chores... phone is tweaking out and strange people who claim to know me keep calling... (stupid phone, stupid people... still the prettiest!!! :P ) Finally, one of these whom we shall refer to as 'T', uses that kinda exasperated tone that means; im going to smack you the next time i see you... so i let her come over... unfortunately, i had just had a curious day the other day, and seeing how mother natures other creatures do not apprieciate curiosity as much as i... well, needless to say, i took a shower. T arrived mid shower... *fast forward*... and i dropped my eggs into the snow...*whoa, look at that part, lets see it again! and again!* (moving on...)
act two-
our fort was done. i mean, the other team was firing upon us with improving aim... time to put it to use. To bad it really didnt help much... ignoring the rules of war, the opposing team swamped our fort... and white washed us later... like T said, dont kick a dog while its down. We got kicked anyways... WHERE ARE THE NICE GOOD BOYS?!!! i think that they live only in the imagination. I like my imagination! I wonder why...
act three-
hippo girl finally, i mean finally arrives... to late for her to get white washed. Did i mention that that girl has ecsquisate timing? In time for hot chocolate, but conveniantly missing the work and defeat... then the heaped on humiliating beating afterwords... is that a little too dramatic? i was thinking so... *zoom*
act four-
it seems that some people are naturally talented at scrambling out of slick canals which are assumed to be frozen over...but then there are those with snow boots that actually have traction...*cough T cough* It was a kinda brownish thing, and it looked wet, so of course my natural curiosity kicked in... i have a lot of it as my neighbor buddy, we shall refer to here as M. gibberish... or better yet as Matt G., knows quite well. I should have learned about curiosity... or at least have remembered my previous run ins... i have gotten my hands into some weird places, belive me... *cough, blush* i was about a yard from it when i heard the sound... too bad that there was snow over the ice... might have noticed it was cracking earlier... ah well. Another step, then suddenly, 'crickle crackle crack, pip pop crickle slush' man, as soon as i heard the ice breakin up beneath my feet, i was outa there... and hippo girl right behind me... the bad part is that neither her nor i could climb the walls. With the menacing sound of breaking ice in our ears, we throw ourselves fruitlessly at the steep sides, only to slide back to the dreaded ice once more. this is about the time i realized how funny this was... and better, managed to grab a weed, narrowly managing to haul myslef out. I had to get on my tummy to get hippo girl out. Meanwhile, the unaturally good climbers had climbed the higher, steeper wall. crazy idiots. then again, they were on the side i wanted to be on... ah well, screw sledding.
act five-
we decide to head to rens house. a good spur of the moment desicion... till i saw the big hills of construction dirt, all deliciously coated in a thick layer of fluffy white snow... how could i not? im glad i decided not to slide down right away, the back half happened to drop off about 10ft in most places... 3 in the place i eventually slid down. It rocked! ok, it was kinda bumpy, but ignore that, it wasnt meant to be a play on words! We eventually did a train, where i almost broke t's arm for the second time... i think im getting closer to succeeding... jk! i had to do a bigger drop, if not for the thrill, than because of my blasted curiosity... oh yeah, and the risk, thats good too. t did it first, i watched her head dissapear over the edge, heard a *phlump!* and the laughter of ben and hilde... sounds like she hit pretty good. When she got up, it launched off. Talk about that roller coaster like feeling! Ecspecially the drop off... i rolled, got up laughing and we headed home, abandoning going to rens on the basis that i hadnt asked, it was farther than thought, and it was growing darker and colder by the second... Another day ren!
act six-
this is a short one. So were walking home, and the conversation turns on m. g. again. ben accuses me of making fun of him all the time... i most certainly do not! just a majority of it... im going to call him capn hook now... that name suits him so much better... this got around to how he thought i was annoying... and from bens tone and demeanor, it appreared that he agreed! This inscensed me, i demanded clarification, there had to be some grounds or basis for these charges! It appears that there was... according to ben, i had annoying sayings, like, 'awesom possum' lets face it folks, thats not annoying, thats straight up cool! in my world anyways. I remained disgruntled from the fight for a while after i got home... and mulled it over as i munched on what hippo has termed, my 'dog food' tasty stuff.
act seven-
they went home *tear tear* i couldnt go cuz me mum was being about as dull as a rock... maybe duller. i was pissed, so i am being very respectfull here when i put it that way. I felt all rebellious, and if capn hook had been home, i probably would have seen if he wanted to make out... thank goodness he wasnt, his absence saved me from myself. phew. *wipes brow* i took a bath instead, but that wasnt as satisfying, owing to the temperature of the water. It wasnt hot enough! Now you know that you are a pampered priveleged brat like me when your biggest problem that you can remember at the moment is water temp. I cant pretend that it isnt a problem in our society of crumbling moral values and horrendous issues though... *grins* so yeah...
act eight-
now im here... wow this is long, i doubt anyone will actually read it... but if you do read it all the way, leave me cookies! i ate all mine, *glances morosely at crumbs on plate* peanutbutter are my favorite! Thanks... *glances around before slipping cookie up sleeve* See you all later!!!
MY DAY:
act one-
gets up, goes to window... holy crap it snowed a ton! haha! does chores... phone is tweaking out and strange people who claim to know me keep calling... (stupid phone, stupid people... still the prettiest!!! :P ) Finally, one of these whom we shall refer to as 'T', uses that kinda exasperated tone that means; im going to smack you the next time i see you... so i let her come over... unfortunately, i had just had a curious day the other day, and seeing how mother natures other creatures do not apprieciate curiosity as much as i... well, needless to say, i took a shower. T arrived mid shower... *fast forward*... and i dropped my eggs into the snow...*whoa, look at that part, lets see it again! and again!* (moving on...)
act two-
our fort was done. i mean, the other team was firing upon us with improving aim... time to put it to use. To bad it really didnt help much... ignoring the rules of war, the opposing team swamped our fort... and white washed us later... like T said, dont kick a dog while its down. We got kicked anyways... WHERE ARE THE NICE GOOD BOYS?!!! i think that they live only in the imagination. I like my imagination! I wonder why...
act three-
hippo girl finally, i mean finally arrives... to late for her to get white washed. Did i mention that that girl has ecsquisate timing? In time for hot chocolate, but conveniantly missing the work and defeat... then the heaped on humiliating beating afterwords... is that a little too dramatic? i was thinking so... *zoom*
act four-
it seems that some people are naturally talented at scrambling out of slick canals which are assumed to be frozen over...but then there are those with snow boots that actually have traction...*cough T cough* It was a kinda brownish thing, and it looked wet, so of course my natural curiosity kicked in... i have a lot of it as my neighbor buddy, we shall refer to here as M. gibberish... or better yet as Matt G., knows quite well. I should have learned about curiosity... or at least have remembered my previous run ins... i have gotten my hands into some weird places, belive me... *cough, blush* i was about a yard from it when i heard the sound... too bad that there was snow over the ice... might have noticed it was cracking earlier... ah well. Another step, then suddenly, 'crickle crackle crack, pip pop crickle slush' man, as soon as i heard the ice breakin up beneath my feet, i was outa there... and hippo girl right behind me... the bad part is that neither her nor i could climb the walls. With the menacing sound of breaking ice in our ears, we throw ourselves fruitlessly at the steep sides, only to slide back to the dreaded ice once more. this is about the time i realized how funny this was... and better, managed to grab a weed, narrowly managing to haul myslef out. I had to get on my tummy to get hippo girl out. Meanwhile, the unaturally good climbers had climbed the higher, steeper wall. crazy idiots. then again, they were on the side i wanted to be on... ah well, screw sledding.
act five-
we decide to head to rens house. a good spur of the moment desicion... till i saw the big hills of construction dirt, all deliciously coated in a thick layer of fluffy white snow... how could i not? im glad i decided not to slide down right away, the back half happened to drop off about 10ft in most places... 3 in the place i eventually slid down. It rocked! ok, it was kinda bumpy, but ignore that, it wasnt meant to be a play on words! We eventually did a train, where i almost broke t's arm for the second time... i think im getting closer to succeeding... jk! i had to do a bigger drop, if not for the thrill, than because of my blasted curiosity... oh yeah, and the risk, thats good too. t did it first, i watched her head dissapear over the edge, heard a *phlump!* and the laughter of ben and hilde... sounds like she hit pretty good. When she got up, it launched off. Talk about that roller coaster like feeling! Ecspecially the drop off... i rolled, got up laughing and we headed home, abandoning going to rens on the basis that i hadnt asked, it was farther than thought, and it was growing darker and colder by the second... Another day ren!
act six-
this is a short one. So were walking home, and the conversation turns on m. g. again. ben accuses me of making fun of him all the time... i most certainly do not! just a majority of it... im going to call him capn hook now... that name suits him so much better... this got around to how he thought i was annoying... and from bens tone and demeanor, it appreared that he agreed! This inscensed me, i demanded clarification, there had to be some grounds or basis for these charges! It appears that there was... according to ben, i had annoying sayings, like, 'awesom possum' lets face it folks, thats not annoying, thats straight up cool! in my world anyways. I remained disgruntled from the fight for a while after i got home... and mulled it over as i munched on what hippo has termed, my 'dog food' tasty stuff.
act seven-
they went home *tear tear* i couldnt go cuz me mum was being about as dull as a rock... maybe duller. i was pissed, so i am being very respectfull here when i put it that way. I felt all rebellious, and if capn hook had been home, i probably would have seen if he wanted to make out... thank goodness he wasnt, his absence saved me from myself. phew. *wipes brow* i took a bath instead, but that wasnt as satisfying, owing to the temperature of the water. It wasnt hot enough! Now you know that you are a pampered priveleged brat like me when your biggest problem that you can remember at the moment is water temp. I cant pretend that it isnt a problem in our society of crumbling moral values and horrendous issues though... *grins* so yeah...
act eight-
now im here... wow this is long, i doubt anyone will actually read it... but if you do read it all the way, leave me cookies! i ate all mine, *glances morosely at crumbs on plate* peanutbutter are my favorite! Thanks... *glances around before slipping cookie up sleeve* See you all later!!!
posted by mandy at 1:05 AM
1 Comments:
*Cries* Yes! We are picked on individuals! Especially me and my arm! But, oh well....if I find a cookie I'll bring it! Though I may only fnd a hot fudge brownie cake. What a shame..... :D
Adios mein Freund!
Midori Ko
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