More characters!

Hey! The ban's kinda back on! My mom's been really PO'd lately, so I haven't gotten the chance to use the computer.

I don't really have anything to say, except that the special's coming along well, so here's the rest of the characters.

Third book;

Lus of Sae; Daughter of the dead leaders of Sae, she is under a lot of pressure, as are her triplet brother and sister, Luc of Sae and Lind of Sae. They were told to be leaders ever since they were eight, when their parents died, even though the city is temporarily being run by her uncle. It's like a competition to see who gets control of Sae. Sae, a city surrounded by thick forest, is hard to reach from any of the surrounding cities, so it is shrouded in mystery and oddity, as the behavior of Saes is not governed by any of the morals of other cities. Lus has one of three jobs in the city, which is Dye Maker. She grows the necessary herbs for dyes, and makes the dyes out of those. Since she has so much talent, she is allowed to use her dye to customize her own clothes and can sell her dyes in Aire any time there is a selling group going there. She likes to use purple to dye her clothes. When Sae is destroyed by fire, she is given the duty to lead the remaining Saes to safety. So, basically, she wins the competition. Born on October 12.

On of Nor; Working inside a mountain by day and calling like a wolf during the night, On has developed a very outgoing personality. When he finds himself helping out a load of Sae refugees, he finds it easy. Their leader, Lus of Sae, has an interesting personality, as do the rest of them. Though Nor has no space for more people, he is fully aware that Fia always needs more people to deal with all the metal coming out from Nor and Rill. He never considered the complications, the explaining, and confrontations, though. When he meets his fellow howler, Ru, he thinks he may finally have found a friendly face, but Ru is oddly aloof and cold. Before he knows it, he's gotten himself entangled in a mess he can't come even close to dealing with. In the end, an new city is founded where more people are needed, and all is well, but Ru still won't approach him. What's going on? Born on March 30.

Fourth Book;

Ru of Fia; From one of the three mountain cities in this country, she lives on the very border of the place. Though there is much happening outside her city, she is only interested in her work as a Metal Tender and in one of the other mountain cities, Nor. Since she was eight, she's had a habit of going out on the ledge outside her home and calling out, like a wolf, to two boys, one in Nor and one in Rill. When Nor and Rill, which both move to wherever mining is best on their side of Fia, are close enough to echo to each other, they all talk to each other. While the boy from Rill is always interesting, there is just a sort of wit in the words of the Nor boy that has made her obsess over him. When she and the Nor boy finally meet and it is clear that he is in love with a desperate Sae girl(Lus), she begins to work hard to get him to notice her instead. She becomes best friends with Lus in the process, and forms a fierce loyalty to her, too. Becomes a fierce warrior in the rebellion. Born on May 22.

Len of Rey; A family friend of Lus, Luc, and Lind, he's two years older than everyone else in the twelve. Ever since Lus became involved in the trading groups, he's become able to see the three of them a lot. He often feels that he has to protect them, even after Lind betrays them and Luc dies. Thus, he becomes very close to Lus afterward, and, like Roz with Cla, the feeling of protection develops into something else.Lives in the closest city to Sae. Even though he's been a hunter all his life, he's never been very good at it, so he's not exactly the most wealthy of all the people in Rey. Born on March 4th.

Fifth Book;

Per of Tii; When Kae lived in Tii, she always hated this boy. He is always talking about how important his father, an influential man on the International Relations Board, is dealing with supposed poverty issues in other countries, even though the worst are in their own country. Quite honestly, he's just a jerkface. In the beginning, anyway; As it turns out, he feels the same way about Tii as Kae, and has been sneaking bits of information out to people outside the city in order to help in the rebellion. This the other people in the twelve, except for An and Lind, don't know until the actual battle itself, in the seventh book. Born on August 6th.

Sho of Rill; From the most racial-friendly city in the nation(A place chock-full of albinos, including himself), he's always been very open to things that would normally repel anyone except the people who are used to that kind of thing. So, when Laux arrives in Rill, she's welcomed and respected as a psychic, especially by Sho. Since this is the first time she's been accepted by such a large group of people for her talents, she's almost convinced that she should just wait for the rebellion to run it's course and stay in Rill. Sho, though, has other ideas, and convinces her that she should listen to her dreams and go to Tii. He comes with her, and it proves to be a valuable decision, because it ends up being just that extra bit of fighting force that helps the rebels win. So, ultimately, Sho ends up being the savior of the country for that one little decision. Born on September 27th.

Sixth book;

Laux of Ra; Named after the most well known name in mythology and living in the most intelligent city in the nation, you'd think this girl would have a lot to be happy about. Instead, disturbed by nightmares of things to come and stories of hatred and sickness outside her city, she is intrigued, like many, by the city of Sae, which her dreams seem to center around. Rumors say that the most likely place that rebellion is to come from is Sae, and she seems to be the only one in her city who believes these to be true. Despite this intrigue, when Lus escorts Cla, Kae and Roz to Sae, she stays behind as instructed by her dreams. She is found to be one of the last psychics in the world, and becomes a key part of the rebellion. Born on January 14th.

An of Drae(Pronounced; Ao-wn of Drey); Before Lind goes to Tii, she flees west to Drae, the second most impoverished city in the country. There, she finds An, who doesn't quite have the same belief in Tii as her, but is very close. He believes that without Tii, the country will fall apart. The two stubbornly start towards Tii, despite An's recently broken leg, and on the way meet Len. Len tries to make them see sense, but is pushed aside by Lind, which makes him very angry. It is An's idea to destroy Ra in order to prove once more just how strong Tii is, losing the favor of all the rest of the twelve in the process. But, like Per, he actually has alternative motives; By gaining the trust of the Tiis and losing the trust of everyone else, he will have more power in bringing down Tii. He also helps in making Lind become sane again. Born on February 22.

The seventh book switches off between all of them, but even though he's not one of the twelve, Here's Lus's and Lind's brother, Luc.

Luc of Sae; It was always thought that he was the one who would take over Sae, even if Lus fit in with them so well. He's cool, calm, and collected, evidently the big brother of the trio from the very first glance. It was surprising to everyone who witnessed it that Lus was the one proclaimed to be the new ruler of Sae. He works as a Woodcarver, taking the lumber and carving it into things the country needs. Perhaps he wasn't selected to be the leader because he wasn't exactly the best of them, whereas Lus was always one of the main Dye Makers. Whether that was true can never be determined, though, because Luc is dead, and Lus is alive.

That's all of them! Finally, ending today's post, don't you think this song suits Lind and Lus really well? Like, if it's from Lind's point of view?



Sayonara, everybody!

Ideas?

So, if you guys have any ideas that you specifically want on the special video, just leave them in a comment.

Also, the ban's off! Sort of! I'm being allowed to post once a week! It's better than nothing!

Sayonara!

Alive. Still.

Okay, the ban's still on. And it sucks. I don't know how long this will last. Are you suffering without anything to read?

And there's Victorian Day on Friday, too! You would know what that is if I could post! I want to write about it so bad!

I'm thinking, if the ban's off by the holidays, I'm going to film a Blog Special to post on the blog. Like, have school clips of all my buddies, and a conversation between the Egos and reenactments of past blog events and such. Whatcha think? What should I include?

My mom's telling me to get off now or the ban will never end, so bye! Oh yeah, and New Moon sucked! Just my opinion!

Sayonara, everybody!

I'm ALIVE!!!!!!!

Eccentric; Hi! Well, Cranberry's still alive, but...

Boy; She's been banned from the computer, because of SOMETHING a certain SOMEONE did...

Eccentric; I swear, it was unavoidable!

Boy; Riiiight... Anyway, since she's still banned, today's post will be by the Egos.

Eccentric; Tech week for the musical is next week, so even if the ban is off by then, she probably won't be able to post. Neither will we, for that matter.

Boy; Eccentric?

Eccentric; What?

Boy; What's Philosopher doing?

*Both look into the corner of Cranberry's brain, where philosopher is busy meditating*

Philosopher; OOOOOOHHHHHMMMMithinkyoushouldintroducethenewEgo....

Boy; uhh, right. Cranberry has a new Ego.

Eccentric; She's a superhero!

Boy; And she's really creepy.

Eccentric; Meet SUPERGIRL!

Supergirl; I fight for liberty, justice, and enchiladas!

Philosopher; OOOOOOHHHHHMMMMIthinknachosarewaywaybetter....

*Supergirl gives Philosopher her death glare, but unfortunately for her, he has his eyes closed, so he's made immune*

Eccentric; Well, since you're the new Ego, you get to use the controls of the body for a full five minutes! After that, you will officially join the crazy scramble for power over the body.

Boy; And you'll be shut in the basement a lot.

*Supergirl takes the controls*

Supergirl; Here we go!

Eccentric; Aiyeee!

Boy; Supergirl, don't touch that! Agh, we're gonna crash!

Philosopher; OOOOOOHHHHHMMMMOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW...

Eccentric; I had no idea this body was capable of flying!

Boy; It's not supposed to!

Supergirl; Doesn't the body adapt to whatever the Ego using it can do?

Boy; We didn't think you were seriously a superhero!

Cranberry; *emerging from the basement* Dude, you're supposed to TRAIN her before you put her at the controls.

Supergirl; Cranberry, they're mean!

Cranberry; This is the gas. This is the brakes. This is the steering wheel. Good luck. She gets to do her five minutes over.

Rest of Egos; Rats. Sayonara!

FINALLY!!!

At long last, Penguin and I have FINALLY managed to full-on tackle a pizza guy! We feel SO awesome right now!

Before I go into that, here are the long- awaited Halloween photos!

First, I'll start with a few pics from my birthday party, because I never put those up. Here's Kitty and me.

Kitty's the blonde one with the normal expression, and I'm the... other one. Pretty funny, actually.




Next is Penguin, my fellow pizza-guy-tackling-buddy. She is in a weird pose, and I don't know why.

Yeah, I think this picture pretty much captures the essence of Penguin. Do you think that pose is on purpose?




This is TWWOTF, as you should be able to tell by the refined posture and straightened hair. Ahh, what the heck, everyone has fun sometimes, right? Even if she IS virtually irrecognizable.

That is not beer she is drinking, thank you very much. That is Jones soda, which is almost as good as Izze.



Next is a close-up of Spoilsport, which I don't quite understand why I took because she's doing nothing but take up useful space on my very small memory card. Seriously, why bother if she won't even smile?

Ha, she looks like a deer caught in headlights. That's a little sad, because I think she's trying to look intimidating.


Ahh, here are the Halloween pics! Another one of Spoilsport. Why me? She seems to be mixing an odd kind of witches' brew, even though she ended up going as a Soul Reaper. Yeah, none of the One Piece costumes worked. Spoilsport had a spoilsportish change of heart, Penguin didn't come, Kitty didn't come, and I couldn't get my costume on time, so I had to go as Boy. And, believe me, neither he nor any of my friends were happy about that.


This is Mini-Me in her secret agent disguise, staring bracingly into the camera. I'm a little scared of this picture.

She's really been growing lately, so I don't think I can keep calling her that, but I'll do it anyway.




Here's Spoilsport's brother, Junior, holding up his dog, Dr. Diabolical, in front of his face. He's called Junior because he is Spoilsport's Spoilsport-in-training. Absolutely wimpy, that one.

Dr. Diabolical is out to get me. Don't even ask me to say any more.




This is a sideways portrait of Bonita, the one with the brown hair, and Twin #2, the one with the glasses. They're both very sweet people. Yeah, boring.

Or so I think.




Here is Horsie, in all her crazy Western glory. She claimed to be her long-lost twin cousin(don't ask me what THAT'S supposed to mean), but we all knew it was just her at heart.

Now, I didn't name her Horsie because of her Westernness, but because of her love of horses. I'm serious, she's obsessed with them. Every other word out of her mouth is 'horse.' Makes her a real pain to talk to.

This is No-Name, who fell very much in love with Boy halfway through the party and made things even more awkward for him. As I believe I've said before, she has no interesting characteristics, except for her ability to fall in love with my alter egos. Moving on.





From back to front, here are Miss Acting Buddy, Twin #2, and Mawmy. I don't believe I've introduced Mawmy yet, but she acts very motherly all the time and can get rather annoying if you're not in the need for motherliness. She is my only friend besides Spoilsport in my Advising class.




Last of mah buddeez but not last of the pictures, here's Twin #1. Sideways. How did that happen?

She's the self-confident one, if you'll remember. I think you'll be able to tell if you put her picture next to her sister's. In fact, I'll show you.


See? totally different disposition. See? See?


Yessir, totally different.









And, finally, me and (promptly being shoved out of the image) Bonita! No, that's just a little mistake. We're buddies. Right, Bonita? Right? What's with the creepy expression?

Sayonara, everybody! And remember; your life isn't complete until you've tackled a pizza guy!

I'm Alive!

I have not died. Not yet, I don't think. If I did, you would be sad. Right? Why aren't you answering?

So, I'm all happy and stuff, because I just recovered from swine flu. Me no like swine flu. It's yucky.

I'm also happy because I got well in time to go to Spoilsport's Halloween celebration! All our friends were there(aka all the people who weren't cool enough to be invited to the cool people's parties, which SUPPOSEDLY invited everyone in the grade.).

I'd upload the pics I took, but I need to know one thing; Can I trust you guys?

Sayonara and CAN I?

Interesting...

Did I tell you that I have no friends in the cast of the musical? Only one. Miss Acting Buddy doesn't count, because she's so obsessed with keeping her rep up that she only talks to me a. when no one else is around or b. when we're at a Girl Scouts meeting.

My only friend is named Theresa. If you're wondering why I put her real name, she asked me to. She's in the grade above me, and she's in the same situation as I am, only she actually cares. It makes me sad.

The good news, though, is that SG(Sadistic Grandpa, Sir Limey Pants's new name. Don't ask) saw that Theresa wasn't here today. I was lying on the floor during a break, staring at the ceiling, when I found him lying next to me. I asked him why, and he said, "If I can't be your boyfriend, then at least I'll help you through the hard times."

I was happy, even though he said it was only for the duration of the musical, and possibly the spring play if I chose to do that, too. I was happy to be accepted, if only because of one person.

I'm sorry if this post was a little serious, so here's something funny to cheer it up.



I swear, hedgehogs are my new favvy animal just because of this video!

Sayonara!

I Wore My Hair Down Today,

Character bios! These are Lind and Roz, who are focused on in the second book. Lind is evile.


Lind of Sae; While she was always under the same pressure as Lus and Luc, it was always known she would probably not be the one to take over Sae. While Lus is like the pinnacle of Saedom and Luc is a natural leader, she has always been a very rational person, sometimes unable to grasp the strangeness of Sae and why rebellion is needed in this country. Always worshiping the one who has power, she believes Tii should be respected. She works as a Logger, taking care of timber. Unbeknown to Lus and Luc, she witnessed the death of her parents, and that's why she respects Tii so much. In fact, this event affected her so much, she was driven slightly insane and set fire to Sae. Lus alone witnesses this, and is very stricken by the betrayal of her sister. Though she appears to be heartless toward her siblings, when she finds out that Luc was killed by the fire, she becomes sane enough to become a spy against Tii in the rebellion. Born on October 12th.

And now Roz. He's the one who saved when Cla was mugged. Is Cla's most trusted friend.


Roz of Ra; He's the one who saved Cla when she was mugged at age eight. In the process, he became best friends with her, even though they live in different cities. Of course, since Ra and Aire are so close to each other, he can visit her every weekend. Though he doesn't realize it until Cla loses her sanity in the end, he's always harbored secret feelings for her, and finds himself to be the only one she can trust as well. when he goes to Sae, he becomes very attached to the place and is sorely disappointed when it is destroyed. When he finds out about Laux's dreams, he doesn't believe in them, but is not surprised when they come true. Even though they live in the same city, he is not as close to Laux as he is to Cla. Cla, though, becomes close to Laux and listens to her predictions. Born on August 27.

Sayonara!

Well, then...

My family had the family birthday party for me, Peanut, and Mom today. Since we all have birthdays in October, we all get the same party. Whoopie.

As you know, I come from a family of nutjobs, so what happened was pretty odd for anyone sane to comprehend.

I'm telling you for the last time, NO ONE in my family is on drugs. I think that clears things up for you.

Now on to the stuff I feel like writing about!

On Friday, the most recent day that I had Art, something funny happened. Since we just finished our last project, we were having a bit of free time today. We were still forced to sit in our assigned seats. Drat.

My assigned seat is next to Mr. President(have I told you about him yet?), and Slush came over to talk to him. Apparently, they both have put off doing their outside-class project off until now, even though it's due Wednesday. I can't really blame them. I have, too.

The project is to take an old masterpiece (Mona Lisa, The Scream, etc.)and redraw it into something modern, like giving them an ipod.

So they were both completely clueless as to what they should draw. They sat there for ever, just coming up with stupid ideas that would earn them both Fs. Finally, they asked me what I was going to draw.

I hadn't come up with anything, so I told them the first thing that came out of my head, I was going to draw a talkshow with Mona Lisa AND The Scream. I was surprised by the ingenious of the out-of-the-blue idea. They were, too.

Slush asked me if I was actually going to use that idea. I told him, "If I can come up with a -spur-of-the-moment ingenious thing like that, do you really think I'm going to give it away that easily?" He stared at me and said, "Did you really just come up with that on the spot?"

I said yes, and he said, "Aww, I was thinking that if you were joking, I would do that." I spent the rest of the period comforting him. Wasted time. Seriously. I mean, I was drawing caterpillars until then! See? Absolutely wasted.

Sayonara!

It worked!

Hurrah! What I said worked!! So well, in fact, I'll tell you something funny!

I somehow ended up saying an entire Shakespeare MONOLOGUE that I didn't even know I knew, which belongs to Helena from A Midsummer Night's Dream. Here it is.

HELENA: How happy some o'er other some can be!

Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.

But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;

He will not know what all but he do know.

And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,

So I, admiring of his qualities.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity,

Love can transpose to form and dignity.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,

And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;

Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.

And therefore is Love said to be a child,

Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.

As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,

So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.

For ere Demetrius looked on Hermia's eyne,

He hailed down oaths that he was only mine;

And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,

So he dissolved, and show'rs of oaths did melt.

I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight.

Then to the wood will he to-morrow night

Pursue her; and for this intelligence

If I have thanks, it is a dear expense.

But herein mean I to enrich my pain,

To have his sight thither and back again.

Yeah, Sir Limey Pants sure backed off after that. If ever you need to turn down a lime, bring out the Helena inside.

Now for the funny thing! If you go to Google and type in "find Chuck Norris," and click I'm feeling lucky, something REALLY funny shows up! I'm serious! Do it!

Sayonara!

What I will do.

I know what I'll say to him. I will ask myself, "What would Shakespeare do?" Then go up to him and spout off the first Shakespeare quote I can think of.

I'm hoping it's either "Alas, poor Yorick," from Hamlet, or "Out, damn spot, out, I say!" from Macbeth. They both seem like rejection sentences(Well, not really in the case of 'Yorick,' but I really want to say that for some reason).

Sayonara!

A major FLUB.

Well, that was a major flub. I was putting my script away after play rehearsal when Sir(not) Limey Pants walked up and asked for my answer. Doggone it, why is he in the play too?

The zipper on my backpack was being really stupid, so I was very distracted(once again) and said the completely wrong answer.

I said what I'd say to a boy I'd like. I said that I had to consult my friends first.

Now it sounds like I actually like him, but am afraid to go out with him. Fear is far from my number one priority. I must make him think I'm not intimidated. I am fearless.

Now, what am I going to do? The zipper on my backpack's broken, AND I've got a (not)limey boy who thinks I like him. I don't think I can get through another day under his (not) limey gaze.

Slush looked oddly lost today. It seems that without his (not) limey entourage, he is very upset. His locker is right next to mine, so I should know.

Maybe he's limey instead! Maybe they're all secretly limey except for Sir (not) Limey Pants and all of those boys who have girlfriends!

NERVY SPAZ!!! NERVY SPAZ!!! THE NERVY SPAZ TO END ALL NERVY SPAZZES!!!

Sayonara(twitch)!

My Birthday

Well then, I know this is way too late, but Now for my birthday post!

At my party, we had a bubble eating contest. Yeah, that was interesting.

Now for the stuff I actually remember!

Sir Limey Pants can no longer be called that. In fact, it's true what he said about not being gay.

He asked me out during Math class. While we were having a test. It's first period. Evidently, I wasn't expecting it at all. In fact, I wasn't even paying attention to him. So I said 'maybe.'

I think I'll go douse myself in water to cool off my feverish melon.

I should have thought this through. Now I'm entering a Wisconsin winter with self-inflicted hypothermia. At least now I don't have to deal with a certain(not) limey bastard.

JK. Drat.

Anyway, despite my bizarrely non-limey morning, at my after school picnic, Twins, TWWOTF, Penguin, Bonita, and I were all huddling against the cold, like, as Penguin would say, penguins.

A sudden blast of wind came along and drove all of our skirts crazy. Only Penguin and I didn't mind, we just laughed and shouted, "Down, Skirty, down!"

The Insane Trio has a new song entirely dedicated to this incident.

Sayonara!

A Severe Lack of Dry Pants.

I think the title can explain pretty thoroughly why I have been unable to post for like, ever. NO, I'm not serious. The title is a joke.

I haven't posted because I don't have the time.

My birthday party is tomorrow. I have invited Spoilsport, Penguin, Kitty and TWWOTF. Yes, it's small. But that's because I have a lot of cramming to do before I turn thirteen.

I have not yet tried the diet coke and mentos experiment. I have not yet done the Gertrude Dance under the moonlight. I have not yet held a TWAH (I'll tell you that after the party) ceremony.

I have started working on my new story, though. I don't know what I'll call it yet, but here's two of the characters, the ones that are focused on in the first book.

First off, this is about another country in another world, and how the capital city of that country makes everyone else suffer. There are twelve main characters, and each one gets half of a book to themselves over the course of six books, and the seventh switches off between each of them. These twelve were predicted to become the ones who would save the country from the brutal capital.

Kae of Tii; From the capital herself, it was known from a young age that she was not quite normal. She only eats what she needs, no more, and has no taste for the processed yet exquisite delicacies that are developed in Tii. The daughter of the president of the nation, she has one friend, Lily of Tii, who harbors the same hatred of Tii, but masks it much better. Lily means a lot to her. The night before she turns fourteen (which is supposedly the most important age to a girl of this country, like our thirteen or sixteen), she runs away from her home city, and flees south to try and help the impoverished city of Aire find a way to rise against Tii. Born on November 28th.

Cla of Aire; From the most impoverished and criminally active city in this nation, Cla has a hatred of Tii that goes much deeper than anyone else's; When she was eight, she was mugged by fellow Aires for a snapper that she had very luckily caught(as Aire is a city of fishmongers and traders). When her first and only sign of help comes in the form of a visiting Tii girl, she begs for help, because she knows she will die if left untreated. The Tii girl freezes in place until her father shows up and kicks Cla in the face. What hurts the most to Cla is the fact that she could see that the Tii girl had wanted to help her, but had allowed her father to hurt Cla further. She ended up saved by a boy from the neighboring city of Ra, which is the the most intelligent city in the nation, who was able to perform emergency surgery and then bfriend Cla while she was recovering. Cla later vowed to kill the Tii girl that she met that day, who is later revealed to be Kae. Born on May 26th.

Scary, huh? Cla befriends Kae later, but never forgets that incident. Will she carry out her vow or give into friendship? The world may never know...

Sayonara!

Comics!

I have no homework, so I'm gonna post more of my photoshopped comics here. I'm experimenting with different formats, so they'll all look a bit different. Please tell me which is easiest to read.

As for Penguin's Halloween costume, the majority of you will support her decision; She is going as Mademoiselle Porn Star, Robin.

Now, for this first one, I didn't like the format because it is very time-consuming, and yet it still didn't look any good.







This is the next episode. Enjoy!

This was a little less time consuming, though it still isn't quite the result I want. It's better than the last one, though.

In case you're wondering, yes, Sven is a fictional character. I don't have a boyfriend in real life, though, according to TWWOTF's recent "prediction," I will soon. Ugh.

Dinnertime! Sayonara!

Jersey Day

Since today was Jersey Day, I decided to make a joke of it and wear my sister's old referee uniform. As I passed them in the hall, people would shout random things like, "No, not the red card! Anything but the red card!" Really, and they think I'm nuts.

Today was also the first musical rehearsal, and it felt so weird, being in the cast! I usually join crew! I'm not at all familiar with the other people in the cast (Except for Miss Acting Buddy, someone I haven't yet introduced).

Sir Limey Pants is in the cast. So is Sir Stupidity, who happens to be Super Stupid's partner in crime. This'll be interesting.

Tomorrow is Clash Day! Yay!

Spirit Week!

Alrighty, since it is currently Spirit (Homecoming) Week at my school, I will now list the events of the week!

Monday(today); Slippers and Flip Flops day (Just to spite all those conservative shoe-lovers out there)
Tuesday; Favvy Team Jersey Day (No, I'm not kidding)
Wednesday; Clash Day (Sometimes, I think this one was made up just for the Insane Trio)
Thursday; Decade Day (Each grade dresses up as the matching decade. This year, for me, it's Seventies)
Friday; Blue And Gold Day (Blue and Gold are our school colors)

Today was very stressful for me, as I am a klutz and repeatedly going up and down all the staircases in our school while wearing flip flops is not an easy accomplishment.

Sayonara!

Decidination... Ish... Thing...

What's decidination? Did I just make that word up?

I've made a DECISION, not a decidination, whatever that is. I'll only write a new post if there is already a comment on my last one. Unless there is an absolute emergency that absolutely requires me to write a new post, comments or no comments.

I'm trying to keep the "incident" on Friday, with the dance, out of my head. I mean, the dance was a heck of a lot of fun, but I'm a bit worried about TWWOTF's "prediction."

Oh, well. My mom got me the most comfy shirt the other day, because it was "cute," then had a fit this morning because I was wearing it as pajamas. IT'S REALLY COMFY!

MMM. I'm glad apples are back in season. I like citrus fruits better, though. Can't wait for those clementines.

I've also made another "decidination" to, the day before I go off to college, I'm going to make my mom do one last thing for me. I'll make her drive me to the nearest hair salon and have them dye my hair green. Then I can truthfully say, "SCREW THE RULES, I HAVE GREEN HAIR!"

Comment! Sayonara!

Forgot!

Also, the cast list for the school musical came out yesterday! Even though I tried out as a joke, I made it in! How weird!

The play is "Schoolhouse Rock." How cheezy can you get?

Reminder; read the previous post! This isn't all that I've posted today!

Sayonara, everybody!

First school dance!

The frist school dance was yesterday, and I danced my butt off, so I find myself today very tired.

First off, let me establish that the Gertrude Dance was not done even once, which is rather disturbing. There were so many people that we didn't have the room.

I was going to post some photoshopped pics of my friends that I took at the dance, but for some reason, blogger won't let me do it! Something about the format. That's why I'm asking for a better version of photoshop for my birthday this year. Really, my version's crappy.

Anyway, TWWOTF, who seems to think she is psychic, had a "vision" the night before last that I would meet my future boyfriend at that dance. She "predicted" that it would be someone who wasn't mentioned on my blog yet, that I would be wearing a purple dress, and that I would spill soda on his shoes.

She didn't mention the purple dress part until she arrived at the dance (she believes in fashionably lateness, I believe in rudely earliness.) and shouted, "Cranberry, I recognize that dress!"

Yes, my friends are starting to call me by my blog name. Weird.

Anyway, I rolled my eyes and said, "Not this again." She had been chattering about it all day. I turned away, then, klutzy as I am, tripped and spilled the glass of Fanta I was holding on the ground. A boy who was dancing nearby got it ALL OVER HIS SHOES. Somehow, though, he didn't get it on his very long pants. I looked up to see Schnozzy Nerd (who, indeed, I haven't mentioned on this blog), one of those cute nerds that are just so adorable you completely overlook their nerdiness.

His nose is very big, though. Quite unfortunate. But he's tall, and that's lucky.

For the rest of the evening, all of my friends kept winking and ditching me mid-dance. It got very annoying, to the point that I said, "She said we'd meet, not get together!"

It was pretty much my only defense. her entire "prediction" had come true, and all I could hope was that she'd made a mistake on the part of the "boyfriend" thing.

Whenever a slow dance came up, my friends, who haven't got any boyfriends themselves, would keep an extremely close eye on me, hoping for some action. I disappointed them by dancing with air.

To tell the truth, air is probably the best dance partner around, because you can swing it every which a way, and it never falls over. I must admit, though, I knocked down quite a few other couples during those slow dances.

At the end of the dance, my "matchmakers" still hadn't had any luck. They all gave up.

Haha, no one can make Cranberry fall in love with anyone except her treasured flagpole!

Sayonara!

Fifty!!!

This is my fiftieth post! WHERE HAS MY LIFE GONE?!

Well, since I posted an episode of Yugioh abridged last time I encountered a milestone, I think I'll do that again!

Yugioh Abridged, episode 2!



Aah, I love that series. On to the yammering!

With Halloween coming up, my friends and I are discussing our costumes. Kitty, Penguin, Spoilsport and I are all going as One piece characters. This'll be weird.

First off, I'm going as Luffy, the main character. He's a ditz. I'm a ditz. He believes in justice. I... What?

So, yeah, I'm going as this guy. Like the vest? The shorts? The straw hat?

I don't know how this is going to work, though. I mean, I've got the personality down, and the looks, but it gets REALLY FREAKING COLD at Halloween time where I live. I guess the shorts will be okay, but that vest will be a problem.



Next is Spoilsport, who will be Zolo because she's in love with him. This makes no sense whatsoever. Zolo eats like a pig. Spoilsport is pretty much anorexic. Zolo is always asleep. Spoilsport is an insomniac.

AND he's super tall! Spoilsport's, like, half my height, let alone his!

She doesn't know the first thing about swordfighting. I mean, I'm a pretty odd case, taking swordfighting class from age four to age ten, but still! She has no speed, sneakiness, or charisma, and you need all of those to swordfight! Geez!

Aah, cosplay. The ups and downs. The doubts and certainty.


The role of Nami will be played by Kitty, because she's got the best body for it. I'm serious, she's curvy beyond compare, just like Nami. Even their hair looks alike.

Sorry about the weirdness of the picture, but it's the best I could find. The others were all fanmade weird things, so this is the one with the minimum weirdness.

So, if you've ever wondered what Kitty looks like, until I post the Halloween pics, that's the best you're gonna get.



Finally, Penguin's not sure which person she wants to be, because the rest of the characters are all pretty bizarre.

Her first choice is Robin. The problem with this one is apparent pretty much right away.

Robin always looks a lot like a porn star or something, and Penguin is very far from a porn star. Penguin is still absolutely flat.

The second problem with this one is the fact that Robin is always very serious, and Penguin never takes anything seriously.

Penguin's second choice is Sanji. Again, the problem is apparent pretty much right away.

He smokes like a maniac. And his eyebrows are really weird. NO ONE in my grade smokes, so naturally, this guy is pretty much obliterated.

He also has a personality issue, as he is hopelessly in love with every woman he meets. That means Kitty would be subjected to endless lezzie torture the whole night.

She certainly wouldn't have a problem with temperature, though. Lucky.

Next is Usopp. This problem is not quite so obvious. Or is it?

Take a look at that schnozz. Penguin has a pointy nose, but who has a nose like that?

He's an ace with a slingshot. He's also very charismatic and a good liar. He has a big heart. He's an artist.

Yeah. Not happening.

Her final choice is Chopper, a blue-nosed reindeer. This would be interesting.

He's HILARIOUS, but he's a real wimp when Usopp's not around, so unless we want to go around with a whimpering Penguin in a tiny deer costume, we'll have to give this one up.

Oh! I frogot to mention this, but Usopp's also a wimp when Chopper's not around. When Chopper's with him, he transfroms into some ultra strong protector, but at other times, he's a total pill. And Usopp was around for fourteen books before Chopper was, so THAT was torturous.

Sayonara, everybody!

Alter Egos (part 2)

Eccentric; We, the alter Egos, have now taken over this blog!

Boy; REVOLUTION!!!

Philosopher; May there be nachos...

Eccentric; and beards...

Boy; and sports. LONG LIVE THE NEW ORDER!!!

Eccentric; Now, for some dirt on Cranberry. Her real nickname is Pencil. Her real boyfriend is the flag, not the flagpole. Her real crush is Boy.

Boy; Excuse me?!

Eccentric; Very narcissistic, ain't she?

Philosopher; None of what you just said is true.

Boy; Cranberry HATES me. Especially now, that I'm the one who locked her in the basement.

Philosopher; The basement of her head, that is.

Eccentric; Now I'M the ruler of this body! Moo-Haa!

Boy; I thought I was.

Philosopher; He who is wisest shall rule...

Boy; See?! He said HE!

Eccentric; He meant himself, windowsniffer.

Boy; What's THAT supposed to mean?!

Eccentric; Didn't you know? It's the newest insult. Came out right after 'cakesniffer.'

Boy; What's that smell?

Eccentric; Is something burning?

Philosopher; I wonder what it could be?

Cranberry; THAT'S the smell of an overused BRAIN, nitwits! My brain is meant to hold one personality at a time, maybe two, but NOT FOUR!

*Cranberry kicks her alter egos into the basement of her brain, locking the door behind them*

Whew, what a relief. Boy must have been stupid only to block the door with his pet rat. There's a LOCK on the door, for goodness' sake!

Sayonara, everybody!

Alter Egos!

Cranberry; I have decided to let my alter egos write an entire post by themselves. I hope they don't hurt my dad's new laptop(which I am currently using). Now, to introduce them! Here's Boy!

Boy; You dragged me away from my basketball game for THIS?! My teammates NEED me, dude!

Cranberry; SHUT UP. You are not my favvy alter ego as it is, so don't bug me! Eccentric, get over here!

Eccentric; Aww, but my boyfriend and I want some alone time...

Cranberry; That is MY boyfriend, and FYI, he's a flagpole. A bit of drag during the winter, isn't it?

Eccentric; So true, so true. Flagpoles also make very quiet boyfriends. He never wants to do the Gertrude Dance with me.

Cranberry; Sigh, the letdowns of being a girlfriend to a flagpole. Now, Philosopher...

Philosopher; Ohmmmmmmm...

Cranberry; Philosopher?

Philosopher; Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Cranberry; Aww, what the crap. He's no fun anyway. He's only an alter ego of mine because he's a good excuse to wear a false beard.

Eccentric; Why don't I ever get to wear a false beard?

Cranberry; Because you're Eccentric and he's Philosopher.

Eccentric; What if you made up an alter ego that was like me with a false beard? Then I'd get to wear one.

Cranberry; Yes, but that would make you jealous of Philosopher AND yourself. Besides, I have a show to go watch now.

Eccentric; Sayonara, everybody!

Wilderness, part 2

So, for the next day of our retreat, we had breakfast, an Arts and Crafts activity(Ohh, Spoilsport didn't make that one any fun), Rock Climbing(which I LOVED), lunch, High Ropes(which I LOVED even MORE), a photo shoot, and a long drive home.

Ours was the first girl's cabin awake(which Spoilsport and Hippity Hop weren't too happy about), so we goofed off for awhile before heading down to brekkie. Just the normal bizarre dancing and weird accents.

Brekkie was boring, as none of my friends felt like breaking the rules this early in the morning, so we were forced to eat at separate tables. I was okay with it, though, as I managed to avoid Mini-Me, who was being very grumpy for the whole trip. She even said she didn't like the Kitty Bus song! How could she?!

Arts and Crafts was quite eventful, though not in a good way, because Spoilsport ended up knocked out during what probably was the most tame of activities at the camp. The boys(and Hippity Hop and me) got bored halfway through making kaleidoscopes, so we started tossing our finished Jacob's ladders around. Mrs. 7M didn't even care until Super Stupid(a classmate that I have not yet introduced) tossed MY Jacob's ladder in the wrong direction, and it kinda hit Spoilsport in the temple. Of course, I was blamed because it was my ladder.

Rock climbing was preluded by some bizarre 'teamwork' exercise, and the counselor said we did it 'very well.' Uh-huh. The actual rock climbing, I loved, as I am an adrenaline junkie and I yearn for my feet to not touch the ground.

Lunch was like a normal lunch, for once. No one burst into song, no one randomly stood up, commanding attention, then just sat down, and no one did any obscure movie references. It was weird.

High Ropes was AMAZING, doing a bunch of courses about thirty feet or more off the ground, and I had so much fun. They even had a zip line! Just before I went on the zip line, I screamed, "WHAT WOULD CHUCK NORRIS DO?!" and everyone laughed, which was a bit troublesome for some people, as they were in the midst of crossing perilous gaps.

The photo shoot took about an hour. Don't ask me why. All they were doing was lining up the whole grade to take one big group photo.

Penguin and I played Go Fish the whole way home, talking like vampires. Some girls who were sitting behind us were cracking up every time one of us said, "No, sir, I don't have any blood. Do you?"

Every time we had free time when we were there, all of my friends would sit on a fence in a row, then, in a wave, we'd stand up and say, "How ya doin'?" so that it was a wave of "How ya doin'?"'s. People tried to avoid us, but we went to a different fence every time. Haha, loooooossssseeeerrrrrssss.

Sayonara, everybody!

Wilderness.

Alrighty, yesterday I was too tired to post, so here's my post about the retreat.

The blurb has an okay amount of quotes, but if you come up with any more, I'll welcome it.

So, about the retreat. I was in the same group as Spoilsport, Hippity Hop, and Mini-Me. I was in the same cabin as Spoilsport, Hippity Hop, Twin #1(Twin#2 was sick), Kitty, Horsie, TWWOTF, NoName, and Bonita.

Horsie, NoName, and Bonita have not been introduced. Horsie loves horses, NoName has no interesting characteristics, and Bonita is pretty.

We did a lot of weird classes, three on the first day, three on the second day. We all ate meals together at big, circular tables. There was one hour of free time after the last activity of the first day and before dinner. After dinner, our cabins were given a topic to compose a skit about, then we all performed them, then we did a weird contest, then an hour of random entertainment, then a campfire that I slept through.

Now the details of the first day. Our first activity was with Mr. S(panish, just a reminder), and it was the low ropes course. We did a bunch of random courses that involved ropes and blocks of wood. Not very interesting.

Next was lunch, where all of my friends and I squeezed together at one table, despite the firm reminders from our teachers that we were not supposed to pull up chairs from other tables. We really didn't care.

Our second activity of the day was The Amazing race with Mr. 7SS, which was some odd timed contest in which we were forced to run around looking for "clues". I found this to be stupid and torturous, mainly because it involved running and I'd forgotten my inhaler.

Third activity, I can't remember. So ignore it.

I spent my free time climbing a rock wall and playing tetherball with Kitty. While playing tetherball, I was given a black eye by the ball. I love that game.

Dinner was interesting, because Kitty and I were all hyped up after sadistically slugging a ball on a rope at each other, so we sang "Stop in the Name Of Love" repeatedly until Mini-Me was begging for mercy. We were very hungry after that, as it's very hard to eat pizza while singing.

Making the skit was a longer part of the evening than we expected. Our topic was "a seventh-grade teacher talkshow." It was really fun. Here were the roles;

me=host
Hippity Hop= host
Spoilsport= studio audience
Bonita=studio audience
Kitty= Mr. S
NoName= Mrs. 7E
TWWOTF= Mr 7S
Horsie= Mr. 7SS
Twin# 1= Mrs. 7M

You can only imagine the chaos that ensued. Maybe I'll post the script later.

At the campfire that I slept through, apparently a lot of existing couples often had to be pulled out of their romance by teachers, and a lot of non-existing couples got together. Apparently, according to Horsie, an idiot that isn't important enough to be named tried to ask me out while I was sleeping, thinking I would be more likely to accept if I wasn't awake. Horsie says I replied with, "No way in hell, you rotten potato." Something like that.

When we went back to our cabins(which I was woken up in order to do, of course), Mrs. F let down her hair and started talking like an actual seventh grader. After a great deal of staring, we figured out that Mrs. F is the coolest French teacher ever and became friends with her. We even told her all five of Spoilsport's crushes(against Spoilsport's will).

Mrs. F even knows every couple that is together and got together that night. I think she could name more of them than I could. I've never really caught up with all the gossip going around. It took a month after Spoilsport and her "boyfriend" broke up last year for me to figure out they had been together.

I'll put the rest of the specifics up tomorrow. Sayonara, everybody!

Quotes?

I am still in desperate need of funny quotes from my blog for the blurb that you see above.

Tomorrow, I go back to the wilderness. No, not with Uncle Bigfoot and Auntie Rhymie this time, but at the seventh grade retreat. The way my life goes, however, they'll end up as chaperons.

Speaking of chaperons, the first dance of the school year is on September 25th. All of my friends are coming, but most of them are going for the social reasons, not to dance. Weirdos.

During my afternoon picnic today, it was just me and Penguin. Twin #1 was there for about two seconds before she was picked up, Twin#2 was nowhere in sight, and Hippity Hop was going to join us when some boys raced by, yelling at each other, and Hippity Hop went off to join them.

Apparently, Slush Pup had stolen Stutter's book, so Stutter was kinda pissed. It resulted in a game of Keep Away, the more Stutter suffered, the more people seemed to join. Eventually Stutter got his book back, and started whacking Slush with it quite violently.

It evolved into a fight, and Stutter won (oh, the teachers pretend to get mad when they tell us not to horseplay, but when it actually happens, they turn a blind eye.). Though Slush is more clever, Stutter won because he's actually a decent height while Slush is still about four foot two.

I don't really blame anyone for not joining the picnic today. I never bring food to school because I'd much rather mooch off my friends, and all Penguin had was a packet of half-melted gum.

So, back to the topic of the seventh grade retreat. I'll only be unable to post for one day, so don't worry about losing me. Not that you people really care anyway.

I'm very sleepy, so if you don't mind, just please put your favorite quotes from the blog in a comment.

Sayonara, everybody

request...

I have a request for you peoples. I want to add a little blurb at the beginning of my blog for a "taste" of my blog. You know, like some quotes or something. From the blog. If you could leave some of your favorite quotes from here in a comment or something, it would be much appreciated.

On to the blabber for today. I was having my afternoon picnic(aka waiting to be picked up with my friends) with Penguin, Hippity Hop, and Twins(just a reminder, Twin #1= self confident, and Twin#2= self concious). I don't believe you've met Hippity Hop and Twins yet, but there you go.

Hippity Hop and I were talking about how we have the same backpack when along comes Slush Pup and Sir Limey Pants(another pair of people you don't know. Slush Pup is always cool as a cucumber, hence the cool name, and Sir Limey Pants... Well, let's just stop there.) come along. Slush Pup asks us why we always do this afternoon picnic thing.

I reply, "It's because we'd rather be mooching Penguin's toffee than trying barbarically to throw each other off of a narrow garden wall." Hippity Hop, who sometimes joins in this odd undertaking, was a bit disgruntled by this statement.

Twin #2 said timidly(why am I even adding that? She's always timid), "I-if you want, you're perfectly welcome to join us..." She then looked around, realizing the mistake she'd just made. None of us really mind Slush Pup because he's so funny, but Sir Limey is always a bit of a bore.

They sat next to us, Slush Pup cracking jokes willy-nilly and Sir Limey giving Slush the googly eyes. This is why we hate hanging with Slush and Sir Limey at the same time, because it seems that everyone except Sir Limey knows that Slush is not, will not, and never has been a lime, but Sir Limey just keeps getting gayer and gayer, never giving in to the truth.

Eventually Penguin snaps and yells, "Stop it, Sir Limey Pants, because we all know that Slush doesn't swing that way and you do! No matter how much you deny it, WE ALL KNOW!"

Sir Limey gets this blank look and starts going off on a tangent about how he's not gay, it's all in our heads, and we're all just wanting to scream, "You wear guyliner, you've been seen inside H&M, and you've clearly been in love with Slush since third grade. You're limier than a lime sundae with extra limes," but we hold it in.

After Sir Limey is picked up, we just start goofing off and waiting for parents.

Sayonara, everybody!

Vhat?

I have lost my purpose in life. No, not because Spoilsport's leaving. I've totally gotten over that now. We've exchanged E-mails, so things should be all right.

Nothing unusual has happened to me today. NOTHING. No dive bombing kitties. No klutzy accidents. You might say I've actually had a normal Saturday. I have not felt the inclination to do the Gertrude Dance even once today.

Uh, excuse me, what did I just say? I think I might just have spouted something SANE. Horror, horror. Wait here while I go whack myself in the head in an attempt to recover my insanity.

Ow. That didn't help at all. I guess I'll have to do the Gertrude Dance several times over in order to go back to my normal ways.

Wait, I don't want to be normal. I want to get weirder, because my life today is distinctly lacking in oddity.

I don't really feel like doing the Gertrude Dance, though.

Okay, I've got to stop that. Bad brain.

Being normal is kind of refreshing, though.

SHUT UP.

Please don't exhibit that rude behavior towards me.

SHUT UP. BAD, BAD BRAIN!

Ow.

Haha, That's what you get for being normal! Ow. I've got to remember that it's me I'm whacking, too.

Good bye-

WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU?!

*my normal side retreats to the corner and pouts*

Good brain. Sayonara, Everybody!

Sob.

Spoilsport's moving to Washington at New Year's.

You don't actually expect me to write the goodbye phrase now, do you?

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More songs

I've got some new dances and such, so here goes!

The Condiments song. To be sung at a dinner table when conversation is lacking. Sing to the tune of The Continents song.

The Condiments song, by Cranberry

Do you know the condiments, condiments, condiments?
Do you know the condiments? Yes, I do.
Ketchup, mustard, tartar sauce, mayonnaise,
Steak sauce, hot sauce, and relish!

Now, Thank You For The Poultry, by Penguin. This is to be sung in the same situation as The Condiments song. Sing to the tune of Thank You For The Music.

Thank You for the Poultry, by Penguin

Thank you for the poultry, the food I'm eatin'
Give us back our poultry, we're really hungry!
Thank you for the chicken, we need the protein
The chicken's name is Chuck, so CHUCK! HIM! FARTHER!

Yeah, Penguin came up with that in Gym class today. We were playing a game that was a weird mix of soccer, hockey, and basketball. The "ball" was a rubber chicken. Penguin and I were on opposite teams(Spoilsport isn't in our Gym period, so of course she wasn't there) and every time the other's team stole the chicken, we'd yell, "GIVE US BACK OUR POULTRY!"

Halfway through the game, we randomly started calling the chicken Chuck. You can see where that lead.

About the story I'm writing... I know I'm getting good progress on it, but the vampires and werewolves theme is kinda taken right now(Even though I started it before Twilight became popular!), so I'm going to shelf that idea for now until the Twilight shenanigans has died down. I never liked that series. Horrible writing quality.

I'm going to start working on a new idea that I've had. I guess I'll put in some character bios later.

Penguin and I were talking about answering machines (don't ask how THAT came up) when we were waiting to be picked up from school today, and I came up with an INGENIOUS one. Here goes;

"Hello, Transvestites Incorporated, Severus Snape speaking. (pause) Yes, this is the Self-Help line. (pauses) Oh, great, not another Harry Potter fan. Yes, I was going from man to woman when something went wrong, and they had to stop. Now, I'm stuck with the body of a man and all the hormones and mood swings of a woman. NOW, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU REALLY WANT?! (pauses) Oh, you want to leave a message for (insert my real name here)? That's easy. Here you go(beep)."

There's one of them, and here's the other.

"IT'S ALIIIIVE! (in another voice) Yosh."

Penguin likes to say Yosh, so that's a tribute to her right there.

I should probably do my homework now, so sayonara, everybody!

Songs and Dances

I'm sorry! I forgot to tell you that school started! I didn't abandon you!

Oh yeah, and the Sprite scare is over. He acted totally normal the next time I saw him. Whew.

Band class is different. Apparently, the saxophones were slouching too much, so he got some stools for us to sit on. As if that's going to stop them from finding some other way to get on his nerves.

I figured it would be more convenient to put all the dances and such in the same place, so I'm doing it in this post.

First up is the Gertrude Dance. Do this when you have accomplished something random, yet difficult.

The Gertrude Dance, by Cranberry

First, put your arms out like a cactus.
Bend your knees. Start hopping about from foot to foot, like your stepping on hot sand, keeping your knees bent. Whilst doing this, shout "HOYA, HOYA, HOYA, HOYA!"
Stop doing this after you're done shouting HOYA, raise your hands to Thor (whatever) and hop around in a circle. Whilst doing this, shout "OH-SHA, OH-SHA, OH-SHA, OH-SHA!" repeat three times.
After repeating three times, jump into a position that indicates you're holding an imaginary bazooka, fire it, and shout "SCREW THE RULES, I HAVE GREEN HAIR!!!" and point to your head. Whalla! You, my friend, have been accepted by the tribe!

Now is the loophole song. Just a reminder, you are to do this when you want to annoy someone, during a very boring class, or just to break a silence. For maximum annoyingness, sing like a chipmunk.

The Loophole Song by Penguin

(Tip: if you REALLY want to annoy someone, sing like a chipmunk)
Don't get stuck in the loooooop-hoooooole,
Or you will die.
Don't get stuck in the loooooop-hoooooole,
Or you will die.
Don't get stuck in the loooooop-hoooooole,
Or you will die.
(Repeat until either you are no longer bored or everyone in the room is glaring at you)

The Kitty Bus song is to be sung on public means of transportation. Your own car does not count.

Kitty Bus by the Insane Trio

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus
Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus
Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus
Run on the telephone wiiiire,
Smile that freaky smiiiile,
Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus!
(Sing at a fast, moving pace, and repeat until you have reached your destination.)

Now for Kitty Bus Dancing Version!

Kitty Bus Dance!

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
wave arms in a circular motion, indicating the wheels of a bus.

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
same as previous line

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
same as previous line

Run on the telephone wiiire,
continue waving arms until the end of 'telephone', then strike pose of your choice.

Smile that freaky smiiile,
wave arms until the end of 'freaky', then strike a different pose of choice.

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus!
wave arms until 'kiiitty', then jazz hands

And, Finally, Kitty bus Voki!

Hurrah! Spoilsport!

Spoilsport's come to visit! She would like to say something to all my fans(not).

Spoilsport says; Ugh. Cranberry, you are so dead. If you want to even mention my name on this @#$%ing thing then you should at least do something decent...

Cranberry; Eccentric did it.

Spoilsport says; Okay. Now I'm really ticked off. I'm not SPOILSPORT, I'm Daikirai.

Cranberry; Haha, told you at the very beginning of this blog that she'd tell me to change her name to something normal once she found out about this.

Sayonara, Everybody!

Oh, Dear....

I'm sorry that I haven't posted in awhile, but I have been busy. My computer, for some reason, wasn't connected to the Internet, so don't blame me.

In answer to your question, Mr. Bob, the cupcakes were supposed to be white with those little sprinkly things, but they turned out to be dark brown with no sprinkles at all.

The title of this post is Oh, Dear because Spoilsport's coming over this afternoon. Perhaps she can write a post while she's here.

Last night, I had another bizarre (and slightly racist, I'm sorry, but I can't control my dreams very well.) dream. I was at some kind of event, and the Albino from a previous series of dreams I had kept following me around.

Toward the end of evening, Albino said (this is kinda weird, because in the previous dreams I've had with him in them, he never said anything except "that was a pleasant experience.") "Marry me, Cranberry!" (And I'm serious, he actually used my blogging name.)

I said to him, "No. You have to say it in Japanese."

"How do I do that? I don't know Japanese."

"It's simple. Just say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly!'"

So he did that, and I said, "No, that was French."

"I said it the exact same way you did!"

"Well, the Japanese aren't the only ones who mix up their l's with their r's! You've got to make it more oriental sounding."

"How?!"

"Say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly gozai-mas!'"

He said that, and I replied, "No. You're old," even though he's about the same age as me. I then grabbed a lemon meringue pie from a table next to me and threw it at him.

That's when I woke up.

Rude Awakening... Literally

Before I opened my eyes this morning, I had two thoughts. One, my scars from yesterday didn't hurt anymore, and two, I couldn't breathe. I know it's allergy season AND I have asthma, but I shouldn't be having an attack right when I wake up!

So, I open my eyes to see MUTANT'S FACE ABOUT HALF A MILLIMETER AWAY FROM MINE! AGH! Believe me, there is no scarier way to wake up than with that cat's snaggleteeth practically buried in your eyeballs. I was too scared to move.

I was thinking, Oh, great, now he's going to try and get me back for swinging him around yesterday, until I realized that he was purring. I was only able to realize this because he was sitting on my chest (blocking my airways, the little brat!) and his butt was vibrating. Well, that's what it felt like.

I don't know what to do, because if I push him off, he might claw me. So I just lift my arm up and pat his head a little, and he just purrs more and starts rubbing his face all over mine. He stood up to do this, so I saw my opportunity. I sat up very fast, grabbed him around his waist(Do cats have waists?) and fling him off my bed.

Well, Mutant must be more persistent than I thought, because he jumped right back onto the bed and rubbed his head against my feet, but it didn't seem to satisfy him, so he walked back to my head.

Ever since, I've been followed around by that cat wherever I go. When I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put more ointment on my scars, I realized that he was following me because he liked the smell of the ointment.

I saw that the scars were already unnoticeable, and they didn't hurt anymore, so I just washed off the last of last night's ointment and left the tub open. Last I saw, Mutant was licking it's contents. Let's hope it's poisonous to cats.

Speaking of poisonous, yesterday, when I was forced to eat one of my sister's cupcakes, not only did I discover that they were the wrong color and extremely bloated, but they're also HOLLOW. Yes, my sister is the creator of a hollow cupcake. Joy, joy.

TWWOTF is going to visit today, undoubtedly going to ramble about the amazing time she had at camp and how I should've been there, blah blah blah. You know what, TWWOTF? I wish I had been there too. Then I might have had better things to do than yammer on about how incredibly bored I am.

Then again, I wouldn't have been able to attend the Web 2.0 class that started this whole thing. Everyone knows I'm not technologically gifted, so I probably never would have figured out how to write a blog.

I really think this blog is turning out to be more about my life and friends than the actual Insane Trio, but I'll just leave the title and slogan the same. I think they're cool. Or funny. Something like that.

I don't really have anything else of importance to say, except to remind you that TWWOTF stands for The Wild Woman Of The Forest, even though she's not wild at all, and not often in the forest. In fact, The Wild Woman Of The Forest is very prim and proper(Which, in her case, is not a bad thing at all.)

Sayonara, suckers!

Cupcakes

Oh, great, now my idiotic sister is making cupcakes, and she's got this hopeful look on her face, as if she expects me to eat one. Look, she might be older than me, and I might not be much of a chef myself, but I've tasted her banana bread, and I feel very, very sorry for that cupcake mix.

Sayonara, everybody!

Urgh, Allergies!

I HATE allergy season. I went to bed at 8:00 last night, and I'm STILL sleepy.

Of course, that may be because I'm an early bird. No matter HOW late I go to sleep, I always wake up before 7:00. I hate it.

Don't have much to say, today, because I didn't do anything yesterday and I doubt I will be doing anything today. I almost want school to start, this is so boring.

Um, excuse me, what did I just say? I think I must have a few screws loose(Well, duh, what am I writing this blog for?)

It's nothing compared to Peanut, Miss Idiotic Sister, though. Yesterday, I heard her call Mutant cute. Again. Something must be very wrong with her.

This morning, I walked out of my room at 6:00 (My usual waking time. Don't feel sorry for me, I'm used to it.) and discovered two pairs of eyes staring at me from the other side of the room. I was still half asleep, so I didn't realize who the eyes belonged to, and I kinda freaked out.

I flipped on the light and discovered Prim and Mutant lying so close to each other, they looked like one cat with two heads. Only, one head was WAY prettier than the other.

Later, I decided I would try to become friends with them, just so I could be sure they wouldn't attack me in my sleep. I went upstairs to their usual hiding spot(the flowery blanket, which is a stupid hiding spot because it is in plain sight).

Mutant was the only one there, which I figured was good because his trust is WAY easier to gain than Prim's, and he was looking at me warily.

Now, before I tell you what I did next, let me remind you that I am used to dogs. Dogs like to play rough and take loud noises as signs of affection. I made friends with Stinky in just two steps, 1) accidentally dumping out an entire bag of dog treats right in front of him when he was a puppy and 2) when he was still small enough to lift, lifting him above my head, swinging him around, and yelling at the top of my lungs, "DING-A-LING-A-LING-A-LING!"

I was four at the time, so of course that action didn't seem nearly as stupid as it does now. I was desperate to gain Mutant's trust, though, because he isn't declawed, and I figured cats aren't all that different from dogs, are they?

Wrong. Very wrong.

When I attempted to do the "ding-a-ling" action, he COMPLETELY flipped out, so now I have a majority of scars all over my head from his scratching.

And school's a week away. That'll give Mr. 7S, my Advising teacher, a GREAT impression. Why do I have to be in the troublesome Advising class this year?!

He gives detentions out to people if their shirts aren't tucked in at the back. I'm certain to be pegged as a troublemaker. Aah, whatevs. I only get graded in one of the classes I have with him.

And plus, Science is my best subject. Haha, try to have a grudge against me now, Mr. 7S!

Speaking of which, I called up Penguin yesterday to compare schedules. We don't have any main classes together, but all of our Specials are together. We never have any classes together, and now this?!

It's so weird. I'm always in all my classes with Mini-me, and now I don't. I haven't been in the same class as Penguin since fourth grade, when we have all our classes with the same class and teacher. Now we've got all the same classes. Weird.

Speaking of Mini-me, I can hardly call her that anymore! I used to be totally tall, but when I went to the book sale, all my classmates were way taller! Not necessarily taller than me just yet, but they're all catching up!

Mini-me is still tiny, but she's not nearly as small as she was before! Penguin is taller than me now! I talked to Penguin about it all on the phone when I called her, and she started laughing at me! Grr!

Penguin tells me that Spoilsport's still short, though, so every cloud has a silver lining. For all I know, though, Penguin might have shot up so much that what seems small to her is colossal to me. Crud.

Oh, well. Sayonara, everybody!

Drat.

That stupid mutant cat is at it again! I thought Fatso had scared him off by now, but Mutant was just drinking the water out of Fatso's bowl again! Urgh! My poor fish...

By the way, I recently figured out that Mutant is not only part cat, ferret, camel, and snaggletooth tiger, but he also has some seal in him, too. Joy, joy.

I forgot to mention this yesterday, but I realized something at the used book sale for my school. Sprite, for some reason, wouldn't-

Oh, crap, is Mutant barfing again?! It always sounds so gross when he does that!

Eew. Well, it isn't my problem. He's my sister's cat. Now, if only she'd train him not to terrorize my fish. I'm more of a dog person myself. I guess that's why Stinky loves me so much.

Anyway, back to what I was saying earlier. For some odd reason, Sprite wouldn't talk to me when I saw him at the used book sale. What a weirdie.

I mean, he always bothers me when we're in band class(made even worse by the fact that we both play the flute, so we sit next to each other.), so I figured he should at least say hi.

We have uniforms at our school, so maybe that's it. He's used to seeing me in a skirt, so he didn't recognize me when I was wearing pants.

That must be the stupidest thing I've said all day. Oh, well, there's plenty of time left for me to say something stupider.

Last night, my friend, Mini-me, called me to compare schedules. WE HAVE NO CLASSES TOGETHER WHATSOEVER. I always have pretty much ALL my specials with her! I haven't not been in the same class with her since... since I entered the school in first grade.

Weird. I'm in the same Homeroom class as Spoilsport, so I know I have one class with one friend, but I don't know about the rest at all.

It must be Jazz Band's fault. This is the first year our school offers Jazz Band, so of course I joined. None of my friends that are girls are in Band(in fact, I'm the only girl in Band overall), so it makes sense that Jazz Band will throw things off a bit.

Oh, well. I'll probably have a ton of classes with my Band buddies. The boys are usually more fun than girls, anyway.

I'm a bit nervous about seventh grade. Not only is it the first year we have dances, but it's the first year we have EXAMS.

I never study, and yet, on tests, I get an A average. Except for in Social Studies. I hate that class. It's not the teachers, because, for some reason, all the Social Studies teachers in my school are AWESOME, but I just really don't like the subject.

Anyway, back to what I was yammering about... So, yeah, my mom says that if I actually put some effort into my work, I'd be a genius. Why bother, though, if I get awesome grades without trying?

For example, last year in Science, my best subject, I got the same grade without studying as my friend who studies ALL THE TIME, and I didn't even do the extra credit when he did.

He asked me what my score was, so I showed him. It was a perfect score, and he had a perfect score, too, so he asked me which question I got wrong, because he just figured I did extra credit. When I told him that I didn't get any wrong, I just didn't do extra credit, he was gaping like mad.

Science is his best subject, too. Haha, loser.

Locker.

I did it!

I did it! I figured it out ! I'm sorry if it's a bit small, but at least I did it! Enjoy Weird Intro!

Woot!

I'm back! I have so much to talk about! I cant wai-

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I'm Going!

I'm going away at 10:30 this morning, so I figured I should at least write a good-bye post(Why bother, I'm only going to be gone for five days.)

This morning, I was watering my mom's plants when I got bored and decided to spray myself with the hose. When I came back in, my mom started shrieking, "(Insert real name here)!!! Can't you ever do something with a hose without spraying yourself with it?!"

She started going on about how we were going to have to get me into different clothes and how this was going to be bad for our trip karma(whatever that means), when I pointed out that I was in my pajamas. They weren't even the ones I was planning to take.

She calmed down after that. I think it's pretty obvious that I get my (lack of) attention span from my dad.

My mom and I are the only ones going to my aunt and uncle's cabin. My dad's going on a business trip and Peanut's got a swimming camp she absolutely CAN'T miss(Don't be fooled, she just doesn't want to deal with our cousin, Monkey). She'll be staying at her friend's house. Stinky, Prim, Mutant and Fatso are staying home (of course).

I have just figured out that Mutant is also part seal. Oh, joy.

Speaking of which, the other day, I was in bed at 9:00 pm, reading, and Peanut was in her bed (she shares a room with me, which I think is a VERY bad idea), cuddling with Mutant. She was cooing at him, and if I'm not mistaken, I believe she called him "cute." I don't think she's right in the head.

I will miss you all. Sayonara!

You Belong with me!

Okay, I REALLY love this song, so if you don't, I don't care!



Aah, luurve.

So, I really don't have much to say, except this: I'm going to my aunt and uncle's cabin tomorrow, so don't expect a post for a few days, okay?

I suppose I'll post the new dances I came up with now. First is Kitty Bus. The lyrics are one line above the appropriate dance moves, which are in italics, okay?

Kitty Bus Dance!

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
wave arms in a circular motion, indicating the wheels of a bus.

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
same as previous line

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus,
same as previous line

Run on the telephone wiiire,
continue waving arms until the end of 'telephone', then strike pose of your choice.

Smile that freaky smiiile,
wave arms until the end of 'freaky', then strike a different pose of choice.

Go kitty kitty, go kiiitty kitty bus!
wave arms until 'kiiitty', then jazz hands

... Whoo! Good news - I think Penguin's coming back soon, but Spoilsport's going to Virginia after camp, so I think I'll let Penguin write a few entries! Whaddaya think?