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?