Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
CREEPY SHORT-SHORTS GUY HAS RISEN!
Who will come to my house sometime in the summer to spy on Creepy Short-Shorts Guy??
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
TELEMARKETERS!!
I LOVE answering them and saying random stuff! Here's how my first conversation went:
"Hello?.... Hello??"
"Hello, is Mr. -------------- there?"
"No, why?"
"Oh. I'm from the --------------- ------ ----------- and -----------(blahblahblah)---. So I should call back?"
"No. Hairbrush."
Library
Getting the books-
- Weedflower (cousin recommended)
- Rune Warriors (looks somewhat interesting)
- Come a Stranger (read half then had to return it at school)
- So Hard to Say (for cousin)
- Kits (for cousin)
- Tiger Eyes
Nothing much aside from that...
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The Results of Summer
We went to 6 Flags, I found that the Poltergeist was VERY AWESOME (but not really scary) and the Superman is THE boring of borings. And when we went on the Frisbee it had a technical difficulty WHILE WE WERE ON THE RIDE and it started smelling like rubber... they stopped it halfway and had us locked up in our seats for a long time. Also, Ch1k3n and I waited an HOUR to go on the Boomerang. So not worth it.
And then we went to my grandparent's ranch where we fished with nets and poles, drove ATVs, and I taught Elizabeth how to shoot a bow-and-arrow.
We both have sandal, shorts, and farmer's tans. Yay.
Monday, June 21, 2010
My Little Entry for the Next Bear Wit & Lit... I'll Need to Shorten it, Though...
Prologue
I load the bow-and-arrow. Bringing it up to my eye-level, I tilt my head as I aim.
Slowly and carefully I draw back the string. I pause for a moment, feeling the tension building up in my arms.
Crickets chirp. Leaves around me rustle. The sun peeks over the horizon, casting a broad light.
I let go of the arrow. Power surges through my arm.
Slowly and carefully I draw back the string. I pause for a moment, feeling the tension building up in my arms.
Crickets chirp. Leaves around me rustle. The sun peeks over the horizon, casting a broad light.
I let go of the arrow. Power surges through my arm. In a split second it slips with uncontrollable speed, pointed straight for a young buck. The deer tries to run, but its feet don’t move. It’s too late. The arrow hits its heart and knocks it over. Perfect.
Forgetting all the quietness, I dash through the forest and dodge the trees, enjoying the forest that I call my own.
I reach the deer, lying at the bottom of a small valley. I haul it back up to the edge of the forest.
Before leaving, I take a quick look around. How can life be better?
“This how you do it?” Katrina looks up at me, holding in her hands a small bow-and-arrow.
“No…” I fix her hands to hold the arrow right. “Now shoot.”
I watch as she pulls the arrow up near her ear. Her eyebrows furrow as she squints at the target.
“I can’t shoot,” she complains.
“What do you mean, you can’t shoot?”
“I don’t know… it just…”
“It just what?” I keep pushing.
“I don’t know.” She took a seat and set her bow down across her legs. “There’s just so much tension I can’t let go.”
“Let me see.”
I watch carefully as she sets the arrow on the bow perfectly. I observe her every move as she pulls the string back. I wait. Nothing happens for a very long time.
“Well… shoot.”
“I can’t.”
“Okay. Let’s see if this works. Put your bow back up and draw your arrow. Now pull your right hand out to the right side.”
The arrow falls and drops onto her foot.
“What am I doing wrong?”
Katrina’s big brown eyes gaze up at me, questioning. She’s eager to learn, but slow to success.
“I don’t know,” I finally answer before walking away.
Ever since I was really little I’ve always wanted to know how to shoot a bow-and-arrow. So I finally found Scout.
Okay, her real name was Elizabeth, but she nicknamed herself Scout after her favorite book character.
The name fits her.
Anyway, Scout’s been hunting every since she was five. She refused guns and went for the bow-and-arrow.
I’ve seen her hunt. She’s really good, so I asked her to teach me.
I was so excited when she began to teach me.
We got started fast. I picked it up as I’ve seen in movies.
“This how you do it?” I ask. I observe as her eyes cloud with disapproval.
“No…” She fixes my hands. Her fingers are rough. “Now shoot.”
I feel mostly confident, except for the little speck of self-doubt that I tried to fight off. It didn’t go away.
Even so, I pull the arrow up to my ear. Something’s wrong. I frown.
“I can’t shoot,” I sigh, upset.
“What do you mean, you can’t shoot?” Scout’s voice rises.
“I don’t know… it just…” Why can’t I shoot? I get it all ready and try to move my fingers, but I just stay still.
“It just what?” Scout keeps going. I don’t like this. How can I explain?
“I don’t know.” All this was making me exhausted. I sat down. Where do I put the bow? I look around before laying it across my legs. There’s an awkward silence.
“There’s just so much tension I can’t let go.”
My works hand in midair. This time, Scout breaks the silence.
“Let me see.”
I drag myself up and set the bow-and-arrow in position. I take a deep breath and draw the arrow. Then I stop. What’s happening? I glance toward Scout. Her expression worries me.
I need to do this, I need to…
“Well… shoot.”
“I can’t.”
“Okay. Let’s see if this works. Put your bow back up and draw your arrow. Not pull your right hand out to the side.
I do as she says and prepare to pull my hand away.
‘This had better work,’ I thought.
I pull my hand outward. The arrow bounces off my foot.
“What am I doing wrong?”
“I don’t know,” Scout mumbles before leaving me.
Tears fill up my eyes. Fine, I’ll learn. I’ll learn my myself, if I have to.
I turn to face the target.
Epilogue
After a nice rest I sit down on the porch. I wonder how long ago Katrina went home.
A sound comes from the barn, thin and light. The door is open, but I choose a small crack off to the side. I bring my bow-and-arrow.
I peek through the crack. Katrina was in the barn. She loaded her bow and shot.
Bull’s-eye.
I'll Finish this Later... Something's Wrong with the Keyboard now...
Sam- Give Adam his daily treatment of annoyingness, okay??
Macy- You even reading this?
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Inspired by a Video of us When we were... 6 and 7...
My cousin Elizabeth and I are making a randomly random video we can laugh at when we get older.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
ATTENTION all who plan to see Karate Kid
Just a Quick Note for the Title: I used Traditional Chinese Characters, not Simplified
I AM CRACKING UP RIGHT NOW AND I'LL DO THIS SENTENCE JUST FOR FUN... HAHA WHAT'S A BORK?? BLOG! Now let's see if it turns into 'bork...'
I smile now with I' LL makes this sentence pleasure… HAHA WHAT' S A BORK? ? Bork! Now let' whether s does see it to rotate ' bork…'
Friday, June 11, 2010
Karate Kid (again)
The original had great better actors and actually inspired me. This one was all right, but it made Chinese look violent.
Karate Kid
I doubt it will be better than the first one...
I'll tell you how it was when I get back. :)
Amazing Otoscope
It's one of those things that you look into people's ears with that doctors use!
So Nikki was over and she had Swimmer's Ear (where there's water in your ear and you can't get it out) so I looked in with the otoscope and it was NOT at ALL like I expected!
Here's how I thought it would look-
You look in and see this little room thingy with the eardrum and other muscles and bones the science books talk about.
But NO! All you see is-
Shiny skin with hairs all over it. And an occasional glob of earwax. Nothing else. No eardrum visible, none of those three bones whatchamacallits, NOTHING but skin. And hair. And earwax.
SUCH a disappointment!
But guess what??
Nikki had something in her ear poking out of the last little curve of your ear canal that you can see, and it looked exactly like a white eagle's head! It was crazy! There were even black lines that made the feathers distinct. I tried to take a picture of it, but it didn't work.
Excuse me as I take a look into Ch1k3n's ear. (By the way, when he looked into mine, he got all grossed out about the tiny hairs. Huh.)
*jeopardy muisic*
EWEWEW I am OFFICIALLY grossed out now! Here's the story-
So I went down to look into his ear (by the way, he's attempting to learn how to juggle tennis balls) and he stood there as I checked his left ear. One glob of earwax. So I check the other, and it's more like five globs (which is a lot) so I say, "Wow, this ear is really earwaxy." And he goes, "Of course, that's the ear I put my headphones in!"
*facepalm...*
Za Peeplezez... and More...
I kind of hid upstairs and read my book...
Then Ch1k3n came home from tennis...
He 'was taking a shower' *ahemplayingonthecomputerahem* and left me outside with the boys, Gabe and Mitch. We were about to blow up some water balloons, but JUST as we get outside the lawnmowers come. (We don't have a lawnmower cause we gave ours to our cousins, who needed it more. And I think she sold it. ANYWAY...) We go into the backyard and after FINALLY being able to pry off the hose to put the water-balloon-spout-thingy on this chubby lawnmowing guy came out of nowhere and began to mow that side of the house. Which was really freaky cause that side of the house has no gate.
*pause for dramatic effect... I don't think that will be happening... but, anyway, here's the pause...*
So they leave and we start to blow up water balloons. It's not long at all before we begin to get creative. I stuff a balloon inside another, blow the inside up one small, tie it, stuff the top into the outside balloon so it's completely in, and blow the outside balloon up, tie it, then there I had it- a balloon in a balloon so that you can throw it at the wall, watch the outside pop, then the inside fall out and bounce on the ground cause it's so small it's invicible. WHOA, how long was that sentence?
Whoever counts it all up like a=1, b=2, c=3 and so on, adds the numbers up CORRECTLY... gets... I don't know, I'll think about it. Maybe something when we go to Salado or the movies. I'll think.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Sorry
Yeah, today's my recital. Big whoopee.
On Tuesday Nikki came and slept over...
And these people Ch1k3n and I don't even know are making us take them to Gatti-land. I think our parents are friends. (They were supposed to be here two hours ago...)
Yay.
Friday, June 4, 2010
B-o-o-k
ifoundabookatthebookstorelastnightandithoughtitlookedinterestingsoireadthebackcoverand
itlookedreallygoodsoireadafewofthefirstpagesbeforethestoreclosedandsoijustlookeditupand
learnedit'sbannedfromalotofschoolsandlibrariesandireadtheVERYdetaileddescriptionon
wikipediaandnowi'mdebatingwhetherishouldreaditornot...
it'sanonymouswhichmakesitscarier...
"Miss"
PLEASE COMMENT I want to know your thoughts on this no-comment subject. :)
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
School Show
W-o-w.
STORM
We were just driving home from a visitation way down next to downtown and when we came back the stop lights were red and blinking and we couldn't see through the windshield, there was so much rain.
What were YOUR storm experiences?
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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