Banging-Head-Against-"Wall"

Ya I'm hurting myself again! But this time I'm not lonely. I'm just really bored. That and I don't want to do my math homework or go to you know where tomorrow. (DON'T JINX IT!!!!!) Not much else going on although my purple friend is going to be here in a couple of days or so. She's coming all the way from Australia so going over seas may take a while. Anyway I'm gonna have to bring her, her name as I said before is Emma, so I'm gonna have to bring Emma in to school once I get her. Don't forget to sleep with your pj's inside out and with a metal spoon under your pillow!

Banging-Head-Against-Desk

I'm so lonesome. Shwiffle* Shwiffle* I've been having mind-banging headaches and so I stayed home. But I was lonely all day. Shwiffle* Waaah* Lonely! Lonely lonely lonely. I'm hungry. See you guys tomorrow. Puh-lease talk to me!

Hi! Who are you? heehee!

TV and fall asleep and snore and drool while American Idol tunes in on the telivision partially disturbing my dreams with the horrile singing of people who need hearing aids and or need some help with their poor tone deaf souls. Snoooggh* That was me. I'm asleep remember?

Anyway, I forgot to tell you all the super awesome jokes, that I thought up yesterday before I fell asleep last night, at school today so I'm going to tell you them tomorrow. The only reason I told you that I'm going to tell them to you is because I just wanted to get you looking forward to them.

ANYWAY, I thought I'd send out a little message to Emma. Emm, you should really read the poem about soda crackers that you have on your blog for the poetry reciting oral thing. Also Emm, where did you originally find out about Etsy? 'Cause I found out about it from you. And guess what! Now I have an account on it and am buying something from it. Guess what it is. Here are some hints.

(#1)I'm gonna name it after you.

(#2)It's purple although not normally and in it's alive counterpart it is definitely not gonna be purple.

(#3)When I get it I'm going to bring it to school...because I can if I brought it's live counterpart to school I think it would bite someone but not Sheen, because Sheen would like it.

(#4)When I bring it to school I'm going to pretend to have it biting people.

Okay well I think that is enough hintgiving. Bye!

Oh also anyone who wants to can guess what I'm getting on Etsy. Whoever guesses it gets to um...hold it for like awhile when I bring it to school or something I don't know. Maybe, depending on who guesses it, can have a conversation with it.

Glove Rabbit

Hello friends. Alas today is the last day of our three day weekend...WAAAAAAAH* BAWLING* SOBBING* "I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL MOMMY!!!" WAAAAAH*



That would be me...






Anyway I wanted to show you guys some fun picture that may help illustrate how little and how much I've accomplished over the weekend.

This is, I don't know if you can tell, I think if you click on the picture it'll pop out in a window and get bigger, as I was saying, this is or rather these are two teddy grams. It actually looks like the teddy on top in sitting on the head of the one on the bottom. I guess it's funnier in person... I got this at McAllister's, on Friday, with my meal. I mean it came in a full mini bag of teddy grams but I ate all the others.











Now this charming little fellow is Wallace. Wally for short. Wallace B. Rabbit. Now Wallace here is a glove rabbit. Can you kind of tell? I made him out of a white glove yesterday. Isn't he cute? I'm so proud of my work.

Buddies...my feet stink...

Emma is a good friend! As are all of you! I'm lucky to have friends like you guys. It makes me feel a whoooole lot better. I'm much happier now. Although I now crave nerds rope candy. I think I'll beg my mom to take me to marsh to get some when she and Spencer get back from the highschool. Their there because the eight graders are getting a bit of a tour. Anyway...you guys are great friends! LYLAS! ...well to eric LYLAB! Sorry! O...one more thing.




P.S. (To:Emma) Poooost!

Down

I feel down. Like my day has really gone downhill. I really enjoyed reading the book a mango colored space, but I had no idea it would become sad. It is such a good book and I wish I hadn't read it so fast(I finished just as I got on the bus) The ending left me sad and empty. I was reading during the beginning of band while Mrs. Allen talked to the kids who are doing it about ISSMA. I'm not doing it so it's okay I was reading. Anyway it started getting sad when I was in band. That was when Mango died. Unfortunately I started to tear up and I really wanted to ask Mrs. Pote if I could run to the restroom just so I could let it out but I just didn't and ended up feeling unhappy. I miss my dad a lot right now. I'm actually not quite sure how I feel right now. I don't know if I want to talk to someone or not. I'm feeling confused. Perplexed as to what is going on at the moment inside me. What is it that I want?! I know I want my dad but I'm not sure about something else. Is it not wanting to go to school or do HW or anything at all or is it that I want to craft or cook? Or sing or practice flute? Or write out poetry? WHAT!?! I don't know! I'm just thinking WHAT am I going to do when I finish this post. I'll check my email maybe play a game...then what? I wish I didn't have any HW. I wish I didn't have the test in science tomorrow. Or the one in humanities. I wish I didn't have any school stuff to do so then I wouldn't have to make sure I do it and I could just figure out what I'm feeling otherwise. I'm feeling depressed that's for sure. Whenever I'm sad I always think I want to go home. Even if I already am home. I think it's because I associate home with me being content. I'm not sure though. Maybe I am sure. I don't know. Well, ya I do think that's what it is. I wish I had some chocolate silk pie. That was sooooo good. I think I'm going to cry just because that pie made me feel so much better when my dad died. If you don't understand this pie is one brought to my family when my dad died along with some other food from our neighbors down the street. It made me feel a lot better it was that good. You know I kind of feel like my relatives are the only other people who still miss my dad. I guess it's cause we were the ones so close to him, but it feels like is there anyone else who is feeling what I feel even though they knew him as a friend? Probably not. It just feels like everyone else has forgotten what we've gone through even though I know I'll never forget. I miss Mango. I miss my dad.

Treffless!

T-R-E-F-F-L-E-SS Gooo truffles...wait that spells treffless.

Oops. Ya we have some mint Hershey kiss truffles that taste quite delectable and I thought I would tell you. You know(and I am mimicking Emma in my own take..sort of) I really like days when it's rainy and cloudy. Although I do prefer days when it's cloudy and seems like it's gonna rain or has rained but doesn't and hasn't. That way you can still go outside. The main reason these days seem so likable to me is because they make me feel like the world and weather is sad or gloomy along with me. plus it's never to hot on these days and they're sort of humid and misty and mysterious. The atmosphere and aura of these days feels oh so cool. And if it is a day when it's raining I also like that because the rain is pitter pattering on my window sill and dripple droppling on and in all the little nooks and crannies in my houses housely exterior as if God has become bored and is tapping and strumming his fingers on his table and in our position the world. See, now this weather is perfect for fantasizing.

Happy New Year

AAAh yes...It is the beginning of a new year. Dawn of the 08. Rebirth of the rat. Ya. Sooo I just thought I should post on the 1st day of the year before it ends. Ummm... Oh ya! I was looking at my beginning posts and wow. It's been such a long time. You know? Like we've all really grown from well the past. Ew! My mom is telling Spencer to clean his armpits...oh oh.. wait no.. she's talking about his braces. Heh heh. snicker* Anyway, we've all changed for the better more mature side. Well, sort of. ANYWAY, I think um... I think.. actually never mind I lost my train of thought..wait! ...ok hear we go... I think that it's nice to look back and read the comments and posts of the past. You know, to bring it all back. I really enjoy it because we're all pretty funny and those past comments are cool to read because it's like your in contact with your old self, you can look back and see what you were like. So. Oh one more thing... Have you guys ever heard of sniglets? They're made up words, like slang, except they aren't really used much. Like their definition isn't something you encounter or talk about much I guess..well there is a site called verbotomy.com and each day it gives you an odd definition and you have to make up a word for it. It's quite interesting so I would definitely suggest you guys try it.