tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342455012024-03-13T20:45:43.922+13:00Josie and her Pussy CatsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-17250096157390243172009-11-29T06:16:00.003-11:002009-11-29T06:20:18.639-11:00What am I talking about?Last night I said something that didn't make sense. And I wanted to remember it, so I texted it to my friend. This is what happened.<br /><br />Josie: In Buddy they get a new Gorilla and he wont leave her forever…<br /><br />Laura: Dude! I know!<br /><br />Josie: Ya, it was intensive. I cried.<br /><br />Laura: I bought all 6 novels<br /><br />Josie: Really? I’m still saving up. 285 dollars is a little pricey for meh. But so worth it. And the part where the fruit loops ‘gay cheerios” come and have thanksgiving with the Gorilla, it was awaying. <br /><br />Laura: 285 is nothing compared to what your getting. It’s so worth it. And the stories are so thrilling I usually wet the bed.<br /><br />Josie: I know! I usually end up spilling my coconuts all over. But it’s still worth is. <br /><br />Laura: Whoa. Chill with the coconuts already.<br /><br />Josie: Okay, I guess that was too personal. (Awkward pause) um, so did you read the other book….<br /><br />Laura: Oy with the poodles already! I just finished it Sunday.<br /><br />Josie: I know. And the lampshades. What was your favourite part?<br /><br />Laura: The part where the cheese is on broadway.<br /><br />Josie: That was an amazing part. But I liked when the abacu Zombie was corrupting the popsicle lovers with the basket weaver.<br /><br />Laura: It was so symbolic. Dude. My two favorite things. Zombies and baskets. No pun intended. But I gota say, my ultimate favorite was when the owl and the American flag got married.<br /><br />Josie: I know. And where the sunling cupboards finally have an oven. I almost went rigid.<br /><br />Laura: They’ve wanted one for so long! I cried.<br /><br />Josie: Wow. I love that book.<br /><br />Laura: I’m framing it and putting it on my wall.<br /><br />Josie: I bought 2 each of the books and I keep them in an airtight container under my bed.<br /><br />Laura: I’m sure the boogie monster appreciates it. He does enjoy reading.<br />Josie: Oh ya. Sometimes I hear him crying.<br /><br />Laura: He probably spills his coconuts too.<br /><br />Josie: All the time. And he leaves other childrens’ remains under my bed.<br /><br />Laura: Gross. He should get a maid.<br /><br />Josie: That’s me. He pays me 8 twinkies a feather. <br /><br />Laura: Dude! That’s an amazing deal. Stick with it.<br /><br />Josie: oh I will. And he lets me keep all the loose change and children. And then I sell them.<br /><br />Laura: ooh! Good plan. White slavery is a good business opportunity <br /><br />I still don't really know what we were talking about. But It was entertaining.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-51385600503077677912009-11-10T17:59:00.003-11:002009-11-10T18:58:09.853-11:00Today, I didn't know what to blog about. And, I still don't. <br />Okay, now I might have an idea. <br />I have 3 things that I would want to be when I grow up. None of them are dreams, they are really what I want to be when I grow up. Not all of them, just one, maybe two. By the way, these aren't going to be in the order of what I want to be most, they are just in an order. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">One.</span> A Special Agent. I wanted it to be for the CIA, because, that's more international. But, they have to do some stuff, that I don't want to do. Besides killing. So I am thinking the FBI. One of my cousins (second cousin, but I don't really care. She's as close as my cousin's) and I were looking up the fitness test to be a FBI Special Agent. I would want to get between the 10's and 5's in everything. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Scoring Scale for One-Minute Sit-Ups</span><br />Score Female Range <br />-2 29 and below <br />0 30-34 <br />1 35-36 <br />2 37-40 <br />3 41-42 <br />4 43-46 <br />5 47-48 <br />6 49-50 <br />7 51-52 <br />8 53-54 <br />9 55-56 <br /><br />We didn't try sit ups, but I can do at least 40, but not in a minute...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Scoring Scale for Timed 300-Meter Sprint (in seconds)</span><br />Score Female Range <br />-2 67.5 and over <br />0 67.4-65.0 <br />1 64.9-62.5 <br />2 62.4-60.0 <br />3 59.9-57.5 <br />4 57.4-56.0 <br />5 55.9-54.0 <br />6 53.9-53.0 <br />7 52.9-52.0 <br />8 51.9-51.0 <br />9 50.9-50.0 <br />10 49.9 and below <br />10 57 and over <br /><br />We sprinted 150-200 in 30.00 seconds. Need to work on that.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Scoring Scale for Push-Ups (untimed)<br /></span><br />Score Female Range <br />-2 4 and below <br />0 5-13 <br />1 14-18 <br />2 19-21 <br />3 22-26 <br />4 27-29 <br />5 30-32 <br />6 33-35 <br />7 36-38 <br />8 39-41 <br />9 42-44 <br />10 45 and over <br /><br />The most I ever did was 38, but I can't do that all the time. Every night, and almost every morning I do 20 push ups. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Scoring Scale for 1.5 Mile Run (in minutes:seconds) </span><br /><br />Score Female Range <br />-2 15:00 and over <br />0 14:59-14:00 <br />1 13:59-13:35 <br />2 13:34-13:00 <br />3 12:59-12:30 <br />4 12:29-11:57 <br />5 11:56-11:35 <br />6 11:34-11:15 <br />7 11:14-11:06 <br />8 11:05-10:45 <br />9 10:44-10:35 <br />10 10:34 and below <br /><br />I can run one mile in 9:47. But I sprinted the first lap of 4 and got 1:34. So If I don't sprint at all, I can do better. But, it's a mile and a half, so it'll be harder. <br />Also, apparently the FBI really likes Mormans, because, they already have good standards. And they respect the fact that women want to have families. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Two.</span> An Actress. Not for the fame and glory. Nope. But for my joy of making movies. Do you want to sit around for 6 hours doing the exact same thing? No? I, personally, love it! I love the way everything fits together. I just love pretty much the whole process. The only part I don't really like is auditioning. That part scares me so bad. After I get a part, I am really good, but, auditioning for a bunch of people I don't know. Kinda scary. <br />I also want to be a good role model for girls. We have really really bad role models. I want them to know, that there can be good girls who can have a successful careers without having to be bad. <br />I would also want to give to charity. I know that everyone says that. But seriously. I would! When I was like 7 or something, I gave all of my money to the kids in Tijuana. All of it! And I would want to try and do it discreetly, not like "look at me! I am such a good person! I am adopting kids, and giving to the poor!" I do want to adopt maybe one or two kids. Not to be a saint, but just because, they are so darn cute! <br />I love acting for the sake of acting. Plays, not so much. I still do, but I like movies more. I have been an extra in 3 movies. <span style="font-style:italic;">Taking Five, Turn Around, and Santa Claus</span>. One is a disney channel movie, the others are Church movies. I know it's not that great of a resume, but, It's pretty good for me. Once I get an Agent (not a special Agent), and take some acting lessons, then I can start getting more roles. (If you want to donate to me getting acting lessons, just contact me at... no, I'm kidding. But you if want, you can.) <br />I am (hopefully) going to go to UVU next year, and I can start taking their Film classes, and learn even more! yay! <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Three </span> A world Geography/ Civ. teacher. Or and Arabic teacher. ( I don't have as much to write, because, it's late, and I need to study for my French quiz tomorrow. And, I haven't researched this as much.) I loved The World Geography and Civ stuff. And I was extremely good at it. For some reason, it just all makes sense too me. In my class last year, I could pass the class with just my bonus points.<br />With Arabic, I think it's cool, and I guess I have a good accent. And when you are learning a language, it really helps me at least, if they have a good accent, because, I do everything by ear. <br />This is all I want to write right now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-57353255191109238222009-11-09T16:57:00.019-11:002009-11-09T18:49:30.511-11:00Rebelling against TwilightFirst. Sorry in advance for the sloppiness of this post. I was sleepy.<br /><br />The second movie in the Twilight series is coming out on the 20th. I am going. I don't exactly want to go. Actually. I am rather opposed to the whole thing. But, as part of my friends birthday present, I am going to it.<br />*I hate the cast. I mean I HATE the cast. I only like one character. The main actress has no emotions. And the main actor is ugly and annoying, and is kinda over dramatic. They picked a brunette actress who looks really pretty when she smiles, to play a blonde 'cold hearted' girl. Jasper was good, but, he looks constipated half the time. The only good choice they made was Alice. <br />Watching the movie, ruined the book for me. They are no longer my characters, but the actors and actresses from the cheesey movie. <br /><br />So, I couldn't find how to make it look pretty. So it is very confusing and I am dreadfully sorry. The order on the first list suppose to go Bella, Edward, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme. Mine goes, Bella, No Edward (could find one I liked), Rosalie, Emmett, Original Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme. So good luck. If you have a question leave a comment about it. And, you should just comment anyway. Oh and There is no Edward, and Alice is the same.<br />So, I have decided that I dislike blogger, and I can't get my stupid pictures looking good. Again sorry for the confusion. My list starts after the lady with brown hair and brown eyes, and a guy is on her left. The girl down from her is 'bella' <br />By they way, these aren't the exact way I imagined them, but close. The first list is the real people. all 8 (9 because Rosalie is on twice.) The Second list is mine. I just wanted to clarify, because, it was confusing me while I was proof reading it. Sad eh? Remember, first list= real. 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These are just my opinions. Please don't judge me. I'm sorry if I offended you, but I did not make you read this. This is my own personal judgment. Thanks!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-88641993392122265582009-09-14T15:16:00.000-11:002009-09-14T15:18:07.960-11:00An ebglisch paper(no, I didn't mean to spell English that way on purpose, but I left it.)<br /><br />When I was eleven, I got the chance to go live in Bangalore, India over the summer with my Aunt Sara, Uncle Bruce, and my three cousins. My cousins and I went shopping frequently. The market area was at least ten minutes drive away from our apartment, and we went there plenty of times. Sometimes getting home was a bit of a challenge, because we didn’t actually know our address. We just knew that we lived by Ulsoor Lake. <br />Usually, just Helaman, Jessica, and I would go shopping, but one day, Ammon decided to come with us. We left our house around nine in the morning. We went outside and flagged down a rickshaw. We discovered that rickshaw drivers charge more for four people than for three, but the four of us clambered inside of the rickshaw. The driver dropped us off at the market, and we paid the overcharged price of 250 rupees, which is about three dollars. <br />We went around to the different shops, buying a whole bunch of useless but cool stuff. Then, we stopped off at a restaurant, where we ate from dark green banana leaves. The food was steaming as it was set down on our leaves. After we ate our food, we went shopping some more, but this time we were off to haggle with the street merchants. They always tried to rip us off because we were ‘tourists,’ but we had been there for awhile, and knew what a fair price was. <br />Around two o’clock we were done, and ready to go home. Each of us had two bags of merchandise in our hands. Helaman said we should walk home, since we didn’t want to waste any money on a rickshaw. He said he knew the way. So, we followed him, trudging through the mud and who knows what else. We would walk through little villages, where hordes of children and adults would run to see us. Every once in a while a rickshaw would drive by. We would stop them and ask them if they could take us to Ulsoor Lake for 150 rupees. They would say no. So we were back on our trek, through mud and unstable sidewalks, in 110 degree weather, with each of us toting four bags. <br />After two hours, we finally found some stairs. We went up them to see if we could figure out where we were. As we got to the top, we saw a fence we recognized. Finally we were at Ulsoor Lake. But we were on the complete opposite side of the lake from our apartment building. Jessica had finally gotten fed up with the boys, so we ran ahead a bit, then started walking again. We had been walking for thirty minutes when we saw Helaman and Ammon laughing at us from a rickshaw. Jessica and I finally got home around five, where we found Ammon and Helaman sitting in their room watching TV. From this experience I learned that four teenagers thinking they know the way home in Bangalore without any communication and not enough money to get all four of them home is not a good idea!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-76638761734956790312009-06-24T19:50:00.002-11:002009-06-24T19:56:20.556-11:00Transformers and whatever else I can think of.So last night I went to Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, will Marisa, and her mom and dad. <br /><br />It was pretty good. Not really one of my favourites, but I would see it again. The action was amazing, but there was too much sexuality for me. Um... yes. <br /><br />Darn... I have nothing to write about today. Sorry.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-75717927877795816452009-06-21T06:57:00.009-11:002009-06-21T07:14:48.187-11:00My coolish picturesThese are pictures that I personally have taken. I think they are kinda good. 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It was really fun. I was first, because i was willing to be the experiment, it took almost 2 hours, bu we couldn't cover my mouth, because i have a cold, so I can only breathe out of my mouth. So, we took mine off, went to Lydia's house, and started on Liz. While Lydia was working on Liz, I made a mouth. All I really did was cover up the hole, so, there isn't any mouth. It kinda reminds me of Deadpool. I would take pictures, but, I'm to lazy. I'll put some up soon!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-73294456797189383052009-06-20T12:33:00.002-11:002009-06-20T12:52:10.400-11:00I really should blog moreAnd I really should. I just find it to be a hassle to login, yet, I so effortlessly login to facebook numerous times a day. Why do I find it so hard, I don't really know. Maybe it's the fact that most of the time only my family read it, which is great. But sometimes it's nice to know that other people read this boring blog.<br /><br />Now, for the real stuff.<br /><br />School got out on 28th of May! Finally, freedom. But to do what? No plans, no requirements, just utter freedom. I love the first week of summer, you can sleep in, do whatever you want. Its pretty awesome. Then it gets to be a drag. <br /><br />I went to a stake center to do some service last last Wednesday with Danika, Elicea, Lydia, and Sis. Poulsen. That happened to be the week that everyone there got free crocs. So all of us went back last Wednesday. We learned how to make Bead geckos, alligators, and bees, so we could teach the rest of the kids up at Youth conference. Which went well, so its all good.<br /><br />I'm going to post more tomorrow, because, i want to go hang out with my friends.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-11928690876907626942009-03-10T10:07:00.003-11:002009-03-10T18:01:26.730-11:00Oh The Things That I Hate!This is really just for me to vent, but, i needed a new post, so i thought, hey why not? And the only people who read this are family and friends.<br /><br />1. Bravo. I HATE it. Not just because I got a stupid part in the play, but because, we have clicks, we leave people out, and i swear the teacher hates me. One time we were discussing the theme of our play, so like 15 people raised their hand. She called on like 5, then she looked at me, and called on someone else. She kept glancing at me. Finally I put my hand down. She asked if thats what I was going to say. I said "Not really." And she said, "ok" and called on someone else. I am probably overreacting, but it still made me mad.<br />2. Young Woman's in my ward. Its not the leaders I don't like, its the Girls. I love the leaders. When I am a laurel and all of my friends have gone, I won't want to go. I want to go, because I love the gospel, but i really don't like the girls.<br />3. Popular people. They think they are soooo cool. I hate going to teen living for that reason, they think they can laugh at anyone, do anything, say anything, and they expect people not to hate them. They are stupid and they should get over themselves. The guys too. Not that they really acknowledge me, but they fact that do other people. And in teen living they make fun of the handicapped people. That make me very mad. <br /><br />Sorry if this offended anyone...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-18486288193432080112009-01-14T12:22:00.000-11:002009-01-14T12:23:58.630-11:00Another edit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2tOJXTQVs4VltjP49BS8itLqOR3FLU5jwrSH7-Dd9Imzvd8e7e_YTgkaKrxU6TnejA_L4txID1cjLP9op6iabgQs78UlP6QTEH5Lj7sojvSl3NAOgOwogTOtlY9IedhWKF4DGg/s1600-h/Batman.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2tOJXTQVs4VltjP49BS8itLqOR3FLU5jwrSH7-Dd9Imzvd8e7e_YTgkaKrxU6TnejA_L4txID1cjLP9op6iabgQs78UlP6QTEH5Lj7sojvSl3NAOgOwogTOtlY9IedhWKF4DGg/s400/Batman.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291294091991131026" /></a><br /> This is one of Rachel, sliding down a slide... or it wasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-13977019167996766912009-01-13T18:44:00.003-11:002009-01-13T18:51:51.698-11:00More picture edits!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA1zYFaupLaISHXHLsr35dMgy0W-IaWCs0Yi3swJYvmwh5LRZblDjOeKbxHG-zfi3uPYHiB9lp65he9aDuwuDJU10dvhINjgJ6yX0rFtPx4Hc6YMDzsDztWVtqiFTREi7UXeXOAQ/s1600-h/will+sit.bmp"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0DOEINn3duLuRP7Sc-s7Y5SHijXEQDp682XRUsG2ZvtpsX3o0Nl0LYQICUaUPGBMb4qRJuONSN-Zf7Ihzx7vv2Ryp4dkxXvXyEEOLXvg8EY8RoxYQQ12PauDvNNMmO5PkS53Ng/s400/Alien.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291022058313037522" /></a><br />I did alot of them in one day, so they might be kinda bad...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-58731100797828073732008-12-05T03:39:00.004-11:002008-12-05T13:15:19.987-11:00Music thingySo i did this twice, because I was bored in the morning. <br />This is the one i did Yesterday.<br /><br />1)How am I feeling today?<br />Iris- The goo goo dolls<br /><br />2) Will I get far in life?<br />Only the beginning of an adventure- The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe<br /><br />3) How do my friends see me?<br />Super Rad-Aquabats (hahaha fits)<br /><br />4) Will I get married?<br />Once apon a December- Deanna Carter <br /><br />5) What is my best friend’s theme song?<br />Photograph- NickleBack<br /><br />6)What is the story of my life?<br />Summer Girls- LFO<br /><br />7) What was high school like?<br />Run Runaway- Great Big Sea<br /><br />8) What’s in store for this weekend?<br />Falling for the First Time- Barenaked Ladies <br /><br />9) How is my life going?<br />100 Years- Five for Fighting <br /><br />10) How can I get ahead in life?<br />Some kinda Wonderful- Sky<br /><br />11) What’s the best thing about your friends?<br />Smile- Insideout<br /><br />12)What song will they play at my funeral?<br />The Voice Within- Christina Aguilera<br /><br />13) How does the world see me?<br />Waltz of the Millions-<br /><br />14) Do people secretly lust for me?<br />HOw did we get from saying I love you- Great Big Sea<br /><br />15) How can I make myself happy?<br /> I used to know- Good Charlotte <br /><br />16) What should I do with my life?<br />How to save a Life- The Fray <br /><br />17) Will I ever have children?<br />Caspers Lullaby- James Howard <br /><br />18) What does your mom think about you?<br />Explosive- Bond<br /><br />19) What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?<br />Lights and sound- Yellow Card <br /><br />20) What is your personality like?<br />Two Worlds- Phil Collins <br /><br />21) What song will be played at your wedding?<br />She's So High- Tal Bachman <br /><br />22)Your overall theme song?<br />Tennessee- Hans Zimmer <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"> <br />And this morning,</span><br />1) How am I feeling today?<br />Bubbly-Colbie Caillat<br /><br />2) Will I get far in life?<br />Run Runaway- Great Big Sea <br /><br />3) How do my friends see me?<br />Extraordinary- Mandy Moore <br /><br />4) Will I get married?<br />You'll be in my Heart- Phil Collins<br /><br />5) What is my best friend’s theme song?<br />Hot n Cold- Katy Perry<br /><br />6)What is the story of my life?<br />The Nightmare-Anastasia (um.....) <br /><br />7) What was high school like?<br />Baazi Laga- A. R. Rahman <br /><br />8) What’s in store for this weekend?<br />The Syncopated Clock- Leroy Anderson<br /><br />9) How is my life going?<br />Dancing Though Life- Various artists <br /><br />10) How can I get ahead in life?<br />Higher- Creed <br /><br />11) What’s the best thing about your friends?<br />Peaches- The Presidents Of The United States Of America<br /><br />12)What song will they play at my funeral?<br />Death and Transfiguration- John Powell ( from Hancock)<br /><br />13) How does the world see me?<br />Sweetest thing- U2<br /><br />14) Do people secretly lust for me?<br />Even the Best- I don't know....<br /><br />15) How can I make myself happy?<br />Hamster Dance-Hammy the Hamster (....)<br /><br />16) What should I do with my life?<br />Wanted Dead or Alive- Bon Jovi<br /><br /><br />17) Will I ever have children?<br />I'm just a Kid- Simple Plan<br /><br />18) What does your mom think about you?<br />Bless us all- The muppets <br /><br />19) What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?<br />History was made by stupid people- the Arrogant Worms <br /><br />20) What is your personality like?<br />Some kinda wonderful- Sky<br /><br />21) What song will be played at your wedding?<br />Sleigh Ride- Leroy Anderson<br /><br />22)Your overall theme song?<br />Chuck 1 (a spy song, cool)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-29642519153166862362008-11-30T18:39:00.018-11:002008-12-04T03:16:00.356-11:00A late night snack<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7qfXCakwzOO6IRVPmAKzCzOVfjB95VLpBIrxjxbg2-Y6iULhjsJm8M3br8XyRSkfvMzj6zYiJ24D-lSL1wR_qqAmkejlfiXsLu8pwTYvKzhhBmzQTwSwsW06cfJsvi2P14yJyg/s1600-h/IM000080.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrukb43JLgkx0gjVq0XKaJ54a9TJYLe2KMCX5rwjzzCbdCKOLvtQ3aimJmBo6V6pblYk9M_2TqeZnQVfiydtPt-q-dpTHtri5sCMm26JEqe_2blYzTpukAw1W809OA7W-TIrz3ug/s400/IM000072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275789740926771250" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJS_UlXfQfWSrxJX1EQJFG8MARKZDKOWXqfeabKoIl1UtXuHADnZmNzklDyktsbtil4lqbmhm2HMWRHB09zFU4C0AD6munzF1tdtPWYPB1ADDBOSAjv3n4YDMP3VhEJWp1iiQvg/s1600-h/IM000073.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJS_UlXfQfWSrxJX1EQJFG8MARKZDKOWXqfeabKoIl1UtXuHADnZmNzklDyktsbtil4lqbmhm2HMWRHB09zFU4C0AD6munzF1tdtPWYPB1ADDBOSAjv3n4YDMP3VhEJWp1iiQvg/s400/IM000073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275790064123746050" /></a><br /><br />This is the late night snack I had, my last day in Canada. So thats what I ate. It was all pretty interesting. I ate a alive millworm, tasted exactly how Bro. Thompson said it would... creamed corn. 2 Millworms, 1 cricket, and 2 Grasshopper in totalUnknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-14938187325618078042008-11-22T12:16:00.002-11:002008-11-22T12:17:40.691-11:00i don't want to post........i really really really don't feel like posting, so I will post about gamelan tomorrow.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-71033780848459759582008-10-28T12:41:00.004-11:002008-10-28T16:11:33.454-11:00Ahh, lovely ScienceSo Clayton and I did a lot in Science, like this:<br /><br />The Book of Kutchi<br /><br />Chapter One <br /><br />1. And behold Fattima died.<br />2. Ye there was much rejoicing in the land with the; Llamas, and the Gorillas, and the great Ducks, and the fuzzy peaches, and the platypuses, and the frozen bubbles, and the wind, and the mammoths.<br />3. And lo, the Great Sham was done, and the place which was called SHAT was to be burned by fire falling from the heavens.<br />4. And thus the dwarves and all small people were thrust down through the ground to burn in the flames of HEAT.<br />5. And they burned. And the great Llama summoned upon their beaten souls and whilst they burned, yea, they were also saved.<br />6. Yea, the great Llama spoke unto them, saying "Yea! I have not seen thy greatness as ye are so short, and stubby. But if ye drinketh of this blended shoe, ye shall be whole, and tall, yea ye shall even keep thine long beards. Yet ye shall no longer be known as dwarves, but as Gnomes. And peace be with the forces of thine buttocks.<br />7. Yea the smoldering smalls climbed out of the ground, and the Great Llama held before them the blended shoe and they did drink of it.<br />8. Yea and their feet grew even did their bodies, yet their beards were too small. Yea behold even did the blended shoe work, and the dwarves were now called Gnomes.<br />9. And the forces of their buttocks were peaceful.<br />10. Yet behold they were enraged, for they now had only small beards and they sought out the Great Llama, for they wanted to eat his internal organs.<br />11.Yet the enraged Gnomes could not findeth the Great Llama, as he had run away with the Mighty Unicorns and Lord Pip the chipmunk ran with them.<br />12. Lo and Behold the Gnomes shrugged and skipped along their merry way to find great food and riches. Amen.<br /><br />Chapter two<br /><br />1. And the Great Llama took the bread from the tree and behold as he was about to bite into the succulent food, it fell, and the deer pranced over the sacred bread leaving it with holes and as Great Llama picked it up a horde of bees came and with their honey and they sweetened the bread. And the Great Llama looked down upon it and said "I shall call ye Waffle."<br />2. Behold as Gnomes skipped along their merry way, Lord Pip the chipmunk let out a long peaceful force from his buttocks, in which killed the colorful butterflies, thus creating the moth.<br />3. And as the moths flew, so did the wind rush around them and five of them returned to butterflies, and were to be call the Five Makers of the butterfly race and they are to create the newest of the butterflies.<br />3.Then Lord Pip’s brother, Chip then let out a powerful force that was not so peaceful, yea he even did fly unto the sky and did spring wings, and thus the flying squirrel was born.<br />4. Thus ending the pants' light<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">And this:</span><br /><br />Oh we did not come up with 2 of them our friends did, they are number 3 and 23.<br /><br />1. Alfamuhrize- to put colors in order (al-fuh-muh-ryize) <br />2. Chei- The (chi) <br />3. Eekayashling- the number… (eek-a-yash-ling) <br />4. Frumchwa- beverage (fruhm-chwa) <br />5. Fubiwaska- All aminals (Fub-ee-wah-skah) <br />6. Happanish- Famous (hap-an-ish) <br />7. Hatby- Away (hot-bye) <br />8. Hihmuchwahoon- Woodpecker (hi-much-wah-hoon) <br />9. Horky- To Eat (hor-kee) <br />10. Joppy- Movie/DVD (Jop-ee) <br />11. Jorhokbadon- My Name is… (jor-hock-buh-dawn) <br />12. Lavadter- Evil (Lava-dher) <br />13. Litchwing- food (Lit-chwing) <br />14. Mai- I (my) <br />15. Mingchoi- Curse (meeng-choy) <br />16. Moanichacha- boring/dull (moan-ee-cha-cha) <br />17. Naitcha- Run (nyt-cha) <br />18. Nibibleak- a good time (nib-ee-bleek) <br />19. Nopt- Yes (nawpt) <br />20. Panquak-Friends (pan-quack) <br />21. Qwofa- amazing/fun (Kwah-fah) <br />22. Samphort- Family (Sam-port) <br />23. Sardou- slut (sair-do) <br />24. Squahishbish- Teacher (squah-hish-bish) <br />25. Squakyish- To Squeak (sqwak-ee-ish)or(sqwak-ish<br />26. Storacowawafus- school (store-a-cow-a-wa-fus) <br />27. Thorquad- exciting/funny/weird (thor-kwahd) <br />28. Toomra- From (tomb-rah) <br />29. Ventico- sibling/bother/sister (vent-ee-co) <br />30. Wafoo- Magic (Wah-foo) <br />31. Wharpus- Vacation (War-pus) <br />32. Woobychoo- Hate (woo-be-chew) <br />33. Yabishtube- Computer (yah-bish-toob) <br />34. Yept- No (yep-t) <br />35. Yoor-You (yoo-r) <br />36. Zanfire- We/us (zane-fire) <br />37. Zembrable- fool/jerkface (Zem-bruh-bul) <br /><br /> Yep. There is a new post below this one, just to let you know. You should read it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-88937043431429891122008-10-28T12:21:00.000-11:002008-10-28T12:22:12.556-11:00And another odd situation....these seem to be very commonSo, today during Etime, I went with Clayton to take a test in science. But he didn't need to take it, so we decided to just sit and talk. This kid was in the class because he couldn't go to another class for remediation. So he asked if we would talk with him. We didn't really want to, because we had spoken to him before, and he seemed a little too weird. He still is.... We talked for two seconds about how he just moved here and needs to make more friends. Since he decided we were going to be his "friends" he said " You guys deserve to know...Do you guys believe in Vampires? Cause I'm Half." I almost burst out laughing as soon as he said that, Clayton too. He proceeded to tell us that he was 128 years old, he saw the first atomic bomb go off, because it was really bright, and as you all know, Vampires are affected by the light. All so he can read minds, and he doesn't need to smell (okay, thats kinda weird by itself) because he can see peoples emotions, and how he shape shifts, but it takes 10 snack packs, which are apparently blood. Oh and AB- is his favourite type of blood. its like Champagne compared to water, i don't know how he would know that but... when he is hungry his eyes dilate, he could also prove this to us, and asked if there was anyone we wanted him to take care of, and he would bit them right there. he also showed us his human strength, but not his "Vampire" strength, and a whole bunch of other stuff that i can't remember. Clayton and I could not keep a straight face. He also told us that we could not tell anyone about him, with out his permission, and if we did he would have to hunt us down and turn us over to the council...HA! We told our friends as soon as he left, which was kinda mean, but, it was so funny!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-91682720506289815942008-10-23T13:24:00.002-11:002008-10-23T13:36:01.989-11:00Yet another odd situationSo this one did not happen today, it happened a little while ago.<br />So I was at my ward party. I was kind of bored, because no one was really doing anything. Then all the coolish guys in the ward started playing Frisbee. So I joined in. No one would pass to me, which kinda bothered me, but it didn't really matter. I paused to take a breather. I looked at everyone playing. Then I looked out to where people where; watching, eating, talking,etc. I ran up to my brother, David, and asked "I am the only girl playing?" Dave replied "Ya, but that's why all the guys like you." I didn't belive him (although I may start soon...) So I said "Ya Right." and I ran off to go get the Frisbee.<br />David later told me that after I ran off, the cutest guy in the ward said "Ya, that, and she's hot."<br />Totally blew my mind!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">And another</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">My friends are convinced that a good boy friend, likes me. I don't know if i belive them, i mean come on, he only yells across the room to tell me hi, and asks me to sit by him, and comes over and sits by me, but, he might like me, might not, to tell you the truth, i don't really care. But I told someone in my ward, because she knows him. Anyway she said "Josie, he doesn't like you, he just flirts with everyone." Oh i forgot to mention, she likes him. Anyway, I don't really care if he likes me. Its just kinda funny.<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-33675794699493297862008-10-22T15:40:00.003-11:002008-10-22T15:56:00.657-11:002 second blog postSo, the funniest/awkward/kinda in a creepy way sweetest thing happened to me today at school. It was like 10 minutes after school got out, so just about everyone had left. My friend, Clayton, and I were discussing if we should go ask a teacher if they would accept our friend request on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">facebook</span>... I saw this kid walk by, then turn and look at us. I though he was looking at Clayton because is is like 6'2. But I don't think he was. Clayton walked over to open the teacher's door (we chickened out by the way), and the kid walked back over to me and said " you look pretty today." And I asked the dumbest question ever. "Who, me?" Well, obviously, no other girls were around! And he said "Yeah." So I said "Uh, Thanks." and he said, "Well, see you."<br />Luckily Clayton didn't burst out laughing until he was out the double doors and a little ways up the hill. It was a very interesting experience. Although I do give that kid some credit, not every guy...scratch that. Hardly ANY guy does that.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-81669465996047034172008-10-21T11:20:00.005-11:002008-10-21T11:39:20.959-11:00hanging with Jessica<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=590160658#/photo.php?pid=1996006&id=590160658"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=590160658#/photo.php?pid=1996006&id=590160658" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />So on Sunday I went to sleepover at Jessica's house. It was quite fun! we stayed up till about 3 in the morning and woke up at 10ish. Then we walked down to the post office to mail a poster to one of Jessica's friends, but we didn't know how so we went back and ask Auntie Sarah how to do it. So we walked back and mailed the poster with a turquoise marker. Then we went back home. but we got bored, so we went for a drive, of course with the top down, because, as Jessica put it, "it would be a sin not to, on a day like this". We went to Sonic, because it was happy hour, so the Slurpee's were half price. Then we went to the store and bought bread, to feed the ducks. We went to liberty park and gave them all our bread. But we shared with different families that came on the dock. Then We went to Wal-Mart. And then we went home. the whole trip lasted about 5-6 hours. But yeah... now for some pictures that we took on her Mac computer!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-feKw6bm4AFfezwqb2g4z62XF7sFSlaLimRVS_LWiGwSziQ1ldzgtsDHdt__J_1DmcN7eVVqOWutI1aIiyxaHjGcNGgMBvcH28NRp_rhsVamBg9VHM2OPMK8Uttqt4cM_jvctWQ/s1600-h/cousinly+love.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-feKw6bm4AFfezwqb2g4z62XF7sFSlaLimRVS_LWiGwSziQ1ldzgtsDHdt__J_1DmcN7eVVqOWutI1aIiyxaHjGcNGgMBvcH28NRp_rhsVamBg9VHM2OPMK8Uttqt4cM_jvctWQ/s400/cousinly+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739414228676434" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83XMhsYkFKTbWQfUGq25V-qQTU43VIE23t9zU4PFnApI72emzQNjX1jyfEX2fnOlaY5Qaym6YcloMQpe99jNe5-reBdWolTX6MpLgtmwXlcA0C5kXXtrnenPBs-f8TldCNkphIA/s1600-h/TEETH.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvLfBuRJFsMp32Ve_7raCWAen6tED0kwTZTgoyovd3s7UHwBNCEC_IYz9yHHgFoA0TLMyUGvSG_Gyzb1RTx-CFuPz3nEsr-kfTod4X7hY3UaIQB0K-jeAFtLSTqxWyxnmnDyC9QQ/s400/HAHA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739418077974482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYouu0u2L5Pg8WSS155I8SFDlyWEsqaMdxg4h-WII7WKEYuDo5GnXNYD9JLE1mhN-w_m9p2P_q7lCKUGWRrXx-6FnrGj0sfDJ79JVVaIPBefSd_UTxLV7YpZxttqbz6UVdDEi6hQ/s1600-h/me+being+awesome...not+really.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYouu0u2L5Pg8WSS155I8SFDlyWEsqaMdxg4h-WII7WKEYuDo5GnXNYD9JLE1mhN-w_m9p2P_q7lCKUGWRrXx-6FnrGj0sfDJ79JVVaIPBefSd_UTxLV7YpZxttqbz6UVdDEi6hQ/s400/me+being+awesome...not+really.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739427146477490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IpF1pdETSNigEC0xfWhqhL5xuEbPavfpTnjuGj9ooOCIM05gO2bNZ-Uk1Ysr3iP425XwvN3oC8EvjvpQavq49RYdPRk77iFRngcZYBHfSwAEmjR9Lc-NPGuQlDs-5zs7xcQ0SA/s1600-h/n590160658_1996008_1368.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IpF1pdETSNigEC0xfWhqhL5xuEbPavfpTnjuGj9ooOCIM05gO2bNZ-Uk1Ysr3iP425XwvN3oC8EvjvpQavq49RYdPRk77iFRngcZYBHfSwAEmjR9Lc-NPGuQlDs-5zs7xcQ0SA/s400/n590160658_1996008_1368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739428171435586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU8T2b0hhduR5iT20prISIVNi4SZRQ2oENlZoYJmitDK4U-0nA-3rk2NRmjFEe3wXdUmd7sYzkkJ9DI_gi1lnrLGZdYhZmTvt6tRWdRr2TK22hKj7shmoiekcAljGgiAKq5ccSlQ/s1600-h/OhNo+Haha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU8T2b0hhduR5iT20prISIVNi4SZRQ2oENlZoYJmitDK4U-0nA-3rk2NRmjFEe3wXdUmd7sYzkkJ9DI_gi1lnrLGZdYhZmTvt6tRWdRr2TK22hKj7shmoiekcAljGgiAKq5ccSlQ/s400/OhNo+Haha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739433190267586" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-8135382313182676212008-10-09T13:22:00.002-11:002008-10-09T13:43:01.894-11:00Island ProjectSo In World Geography we had to create an Island. It had to have a theme, the coordinates and a whole lot of other stuff. My Island did not have a theme, which made it way more believable. My Island is called Palongo. It is located at 100 E 30 S, about 785 miles away form Perth Australia . Here is the National Anthem (to the tune of Oh Canada so everyone can sing along):<br /><br />Oh Palongo<br />Our lovely Island home<br />We will stay here<br />And never ever roam<br />With happy hearts<br />We see thee grow<br />Our Island home so free<br />from North and South<br />And East and West<br />We welcome all to thee<br />Oh Palongo<br />Beautiful home<br />We will be true<br />We will be true to thee<br />Oh Palongo<br />We're ever true to thee<br /><br />Yep so that it. The main cities are ( i admit sadly) all from Actor names or from Chuck...or both. I only have 4 Cities though. They are Aishwarya, Abhishek, Strzechowski, and Bartowski. Oh and the harbour is called Baldwin Harbour. Aishwarya and Abhishek are basically my favourite Bollywood actors. Aishwarya is my all time favourite actress though. And then Bartowski is the main characters last name on Chuck, his name is Chuck Bartowski. I could have named in Levi or Pugh, but I didn't really want too name them that. The actor that plays Chuck is named Zachary Levi, but is real last name is Pugh. I don't know why he didn't put his last name...yet.The other city is Strzechowski. It's from the actress who plays Sarah on Chuck. Her name is Yvonne Strahovski (Strzechowski) she spelled it differently so Americans could pronounce her name. Then Baldwin Harbour which came from Adam Baldwin who plays Casey on Chuck. Baldwin kinda is just a normalish name, so I put it as the Harbour.<br /><br />So ya. I can write more on it when I get my papers back form being gradedUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-30589479447441553242008-10-09T10:36:00.003-11:002008-10-09T10:41:36.781-11:00More edited PicturesSo I hope you can see these... anyway, here they are:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP04-dN8B5FNw7PpQHEj5P7fkOHXmuZ3GWLDkpl_ktwkT9AK36CcF-71tfmyyges9FDsludZuQhyphenhyphenNUcfG97ZZqn7IPGtdroKLpl7Jw3BoKBB_cShY75SKgEED1SLWmwIjHJMDuUQ/s1600-h/Cee+Doc+Run.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP04-dN8B5FNw7PpQHEj5P7fkOHXmuZ3GWLDkpl_ktwkT9AK36CcF-71tfmyyges9FDsludZuQhyphenhyphenNUcfG97ZZqn7IPGtdroKLpl7Jw3BoKBB_cShY75SKgEED1SLWmwIjHJMDuUQ/s400/Cee+Doc+Run.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255272192720094434" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfi80SJ3N3qnJS3mWV1Lv7CRmndlMG4z2MhV_eGIClDeVEwySDhx0lj8H_PNdz-0ewY5lTl-3zrja253VbDvfpmgdJW1Re7t9zKVundF2a5zLrq1m96sb5v9EpFhwgaGgI5c1CA/s1600-h/skydiviin.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfi80SJ3N3qnJS3mWV1Lv7CRmndlMG4z2MhV_eGIClDeVEwySDhx0lj8H_PNdz-0ewY5lTl-3zrja253VbDvfpmgdJW1Re7t9zKVundF2a5zLrq1m96sb5v9EpFhwgaGgI5c1CA/s400/skydiviin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255272197148942290" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-25557324920087894352008-10-06T09:09:00.003-11:002008-10-06T09:14:49.688-11:00editing picturesso I edited a picture of my cute niece Olivia. It's a really cute picture, i just added some stuff on paint, so it doesn't look real...<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXnlGkKmemSqDtzUJFa6jr_a7_KZLlZ_h8xPTQIsiqE7qSZEISqsxGGy4RRLGz9l-iIJoTk9Cotjg5TS4FQLoDoQYaqArCLcK2K55UIwunbqpFKcEq3xxfdqbjg_Ag4TjYA79C-Q/s1600-h/pimpin.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXnlGkKmemSqDtzUJFa6jr_a7_KZLlZ_h8xPTQIsiqE7qSZEISqsxGGy4RRLGz9l-iIJoTk9Cotjg5TS4FQLoDoQYaqArCLcK2K55UIwunbqpFKcEq3xxfdqbjg_Ag4TjYA79C-Q/s400/pimpin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136850484118066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-88532277867708880582008-09-28T04:19:00.004-11:002008-10-03T13:58:31.154-11:00I have been tagged....Wel<span style="text-decoration: underline;">l Abra</span> tagged me. i get to post 7 quirky things about me<br /><br />(oh, this isn't going to be very long. Not because I'm not weird. I am plenty weird. I just can't seem to make them long.)<br /><br /><br />1. When I write things I always rotate my pencil. After every word I rotate it 90 degrees.<br /><br />2. Kinda like Abra, I have to have my feet sticking out of the covers. I hate it when my feet are in them. If they are cold, I put them in the blankets, but i stay awake until they are a little warmer, then I stick them back out.<br /><br />3. I really only like to read when I eat. So i guess I'm a fast reader because I have this book I got on Wednesday, it has 307 pages, and I'm on page 216. But I really do like reading I just like to do it when I eat.<br /><br />4. I get obsessed with movies or TV shows. For the past 4 years I have been obsessed with; Bollywood (Indian Film Industry), Bridge to Terabithia (Movie), Heroes (TV), Hancock (movie), and right now it's Chuck (TV). I really do go kinda over the top. I have been trying to tone it down, because Patrick gets really mad now if i mention Chuck. So now I am trying to buy Chuck so i don't have to ask Patrick if I can borrow it. I still need to buy Hancock and the 2 season of heroes. But I currently own 17 Bollywood movie, Bridge to Terabithia, and the first season of Heroes.<br /><br />5. ooh! I just noticed something when I was writing this. I don't like to see what I wrote before I write the next thing on a list. I scroll down to where I can see half of the last words I wrote.<br /><br />6. I text in full sentences, no slang, and mostly correct punctuation.<br /><br />7. I love using (heeheehee) and ...'s when I write stories.<br /><br />And I won't really tag anyone because... I just won'tUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-4266175163150113462008-08-27T14:39:00.008-11:002008-08-27T15:10:23.548-11:00Pickles, Marshmallows , and capri sunsAt mutual we did something pretty cool! We made Capri-Sun purses. Here are some pictures<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyugjvVJ1JDqvQR8FeIVPVbm2ce0wv3xyEhC8sQjhoyPS8NBB5cpZ7vlQ9WbTkY-DALrh6XjZjhcXNZ9-THvqa7p3YRurb0ptdhiNPCmWGm0NH8fUFOAqNAkapmrLvZXwV0D02sA/s1600-h/IM000856.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyugjvVJ1JDqvQR8FeIVPVbm2ce0wv3xyEhC8sQjhoyPS8NBB5cpZ7vlQ9WbTkY-DALrh6XjZjhcXNZ9-THvqa7p3YRurb0ptdhiNPCmWGm0NH8fUFOAqNAkapmrLvZXwV0D02sA/s320/IM000856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239380250571850274" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkRi_2mdTpn-60HGq0_zvixctqOOnLgEDMqVtbDwMVg7CutCNuyWjLiJ-MOJ3L0wcgclgpKTMM2xEgq-SfGAFpEG2JRBWKqP3kLXZTT6GmsAfLlUvOGVdTqxn9sR_uTAeLTnYtw/s1600-h/IM000857.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkRi_2mdTpn-60HGq0_zvixctqOOnLgEDMqVtbDwMVg7CutCNuyWjLiJ-MOJ3L0wcgclgpKTMM2xEgq-SfGAFpEG2JRBWKqP3kLXZTT6GmsAfLlUvOGVdTqxn9sR_uTAeLTnYtw/s320/IM000857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239380882249032226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeRUyNTz2GHivI8M1dLcQH4UhTPEnn5SGT1GmFFcu07Ul3ntPbuYT2PdO7jICC9QtTojI7HG-LGuM70a8UiHbBLfDjNDawCjbCQc9CKCygjwvGuSFj5hNwdM7K7yE019JUyfyryA/s1600-h/IM000858.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeRUyNTz2GHivI8M1dLcQH4UhTPEnn5SGT1GmFFcu07Ul3ntPbuYT2PdO7jICC9QtTojI7HG-LGuM70a8UiHbBLfDjNDawCjbCQc9CKCygjwvGuSFj5hNwdM7K7yE019JUyfyryA/s320/IM000858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239380611260017394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkvBR1BRpkiIM5wQkwbWsLPSE-2u5eDWksRsagTFvumUigomUYWZCZUKzBjY3_07mrRwan7N9-xeRMc5V1w8t-YLb-vs1sCLyzysJWSkmApdDXNmmpVgcTj-xUeycqGb7s4zjzIw/s1600-h/IM000861.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkvBR1BRpkiIM5wQkwbWsLPSE-2u5eDWksRsagTFvumUigomUYWZCZUKzBjY3_07mrRwan7N9-xeRMc5V1w8t-YLb-vs1sCLyzysJWSkmApdDXNmmpVgcTj-xUeycqGb7s4zjzIw/s320/IM000861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239381543249129858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yep so there it is, sorry they are blurry. The ones we did are 3x2 and on the bottom we cut them so to match the size of the three bags. Also, to clean them out you cut the bottom; wash it out; dry them; then roll them out with a rolling pin, or you can iron them, just be sure not to melt them. Because let's face it, that would really suck. I'm almost positive you can find more about it on the internet, but I haven't looked.<br /><br />So this was a while ago, but a friend and I made s'mores once at 1ish in the morning... on a light bulb. We also roasted pickles, they are actually really good. Cooking the marshmallows took 4 hours, not even kidding! We got tired of holding one marshmallow because we didn't just want one. So we tapped them to the lights, oh they were florescent lights too. <br />And just in case you were worried, we didn't eat s'mores <span style="font-weight: bold;">with</span> pickles, we had s'mores <span style="font-weight: bold;">and</span> picklesUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34245501.post-82667665873021216872008-07-29T19:18:00.002-11:002008-07-29T19:21:31.151-11:00well...I really need to start blogging more! I don't think I really have anything to say, haven't done much. I did go on a boat for the first time! That was So fun!<br /><br />I am going to start Blogging at least every week for Nancy, Andrew and Rachel (15 more days ahhh) I'll miss you guys when you leave.<br /><br />I will find something to write about heeheehee, i lead a boring life, and now I am just ranting...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6