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!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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!
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!
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