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!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
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!
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!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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!
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!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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!
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!
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!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
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 s
omething, 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 choic
e 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!
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 s
omething, 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 choic
e 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!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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!
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!
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