YABBLE!

Okay, yes, I'm over my okay strike. To start off...song I'm currently listening to: The Garden by Mirah. Yes, there is a reason, when is there NOT a reason.

I have a lot of things to say:

1. Drill Team Competition-

Yes, we went to our competition last Saturday, and yes I was going to blog about it on Saturday, well Sunday when I got home at 2 AM, but I didn't. I was too busy shoveling candy in my face. Yes, my parents were out Gambling for God (church casino night) and they brought home tons of candy. So the competition. We did good, but we could've done better, we have another one this Saturday!

I saw some amazingly cool dances. I saw an Officer Modern (the dance officers on each team do their dances as officers and then they do team dances as well) (definition of Modern in dancing terms-A style of theatrical dance that rejects the limitations of classical ballet and favors movement deriving from the expression of inner feeling. Most moderns are very "out there" and people do different things at the same time and they tell a story) so, I saw an officer modern to the song....dun dun dun...can you guess?? The Garden by Mirah. It was super cool!! They came out in like almost Russian ballet style dresses but they were an emerald colour and yes, it was very cool, but sadly I don't have a video.

Also, I saw another modern. A team modern this time. It was to the theme song from Requiem for a Dream. The actual name of the piece is Lux Aeterna. It was cool too!! They came out in torn dirty-looking white dresses and their hair was disheveled and they had black make up running down their faces and bright red lipstick. The dance was incredibly creepy! It was amazing.

Now, there are people who think dancing isn't as hard as other sports. In fact I had a dream that I had to defend dancers and gymnasts from the "it's not that hard" evil people. Let me tell you, behind all the hair spray, glitter, make up and costumes there's just as much blood, sweat, and tears that is in other sports. Loi, this is making me laugh. -Shuts up-

2. So, I've been real stressed out lately 'cause I missed a week of school and my grades dropped and I've been trying to make-up two tests for like a week now and the teachers were out sick and not in their classrooms (which I will forgive them for) but I was flipping out today worrying because grades are due Friday for the end of the term and I was really upset, but today, miraculously, I was able to take BOTH tests!! Yay! So, that took a whole lot of weight off my shoulders.

3. YABBLE! Ok, Yabble is....well let me explain the dream first.

Here's what I sent my Batman:

I had this dream that you, me, and Haley were with these four guys (Dean, Luke, Joe, and Skippy) and we were in a castle (at one of those long table things) playing scrabble-yahtzee. Like how ever many dice/number scores you made was the maximum points you could get on your word if you finished it. It was weird....but I think we should do it sometime!! -bounces-

Sooo.....we are gonna play it on FRIDAY night! And if you've read my Batman's blog, she told you about our meeting in the mart of wal last night...if you haven't read it I'll summarize it, but you should still go read it...basically I needed a 1 inch white 3 ring binder and we were gonna go to CVS (it's like a convenience store) to get one, but we went to Walmart instead. So we get there and I scare the bejeezus out of Batman when I ran up to her and she didn't recognize me with my glasses on. Anyway, we named the game Yabble!!!! I'm super excited to play it!

Well, I should go...

--Piddle

Very Excited

I'm very excited! Dance competition this Saturday! I have to be at school at 6 AM on Saturday and we drive to Somewhere, Texas. Loi...I don't know where we're going. But the competition is all day. Seriously...awards aren't till 10 PM!

On another note...something highly galling happened today. But timeout! first...I got a perfect score on my vocabulary quiz!!!!!! Now for the annoying thing....the girl that was with the obnoxious guys at the game last night...she's in my french class. And today we did this thing where you got to go sit with whoever you wanted and work on it. So I moved to the back of the room to be with my friend. She goes to my seat and sits next to the guy I sit next to and she brought this other guy along. So then we are told to go back to our seats...so I go back to mine and she just sits there and I say...

Me: Are you going to move?

Her: Oh.......is this your seat...?

Me: Uh...yeah. (I said it in a tone that said...are you some kind of idiot?)

Her: Oh.....should I move?

Me: It would be nice...(idiot tone again)

Her: -taps the guy she brought with her on the hand- Don't worry, I'll help you...but let's go over there so she can have her seat back.

It was lovely. Oh, so lovely. I have music again!! Yeah, I finally got around to charging Jeremy, so s'all good now.

I really want gumbo!!!

My mom and I did those things where you insert random words into already made up stories and it's supposed to be funny...well here's mine that I did. (I came up with the words) The words in color are the words I said.

When I was only a little jack-a-lope, no more than four of five shoes old, my mom and dad would take turns tucking me in my scarecrow and reading sailboats to me. I learned very retardedly that reading books not only helps improve your nose hair and enlarge your shoelace, but makes you a more ugly person. Today, I never go anywhere without a book in my left toenail. If I'm flying and become bored looking out the thumb, I reach into my pinkie and pull out a turtledove to read. It makes me happy. If I'm driving a car and come upon a red stretch of road, I play an audio book in my CD button and listen to a favorite eyeballs, such as Mark Twain's "A Connecticut Pipe cleaner in King Arthur's Crayon" Time passes quickly.

The End!

The word jack-a-lope made me laugh like an idiot. Apparently it's real too! It's like a cross between a jack rabbit and and antelope or something.

I know you've seen this before...sorry...I couldn't resist, plus that post somehow got deleted, and I wanted to keep this story somehow...good thing I still have it sitting in my room...

I have to go, so until next time...

--Piddle

Random Stuff

Alright then, (that's an alternative I've found to substitute Okay) I'm really not in the mood to post a whole bunch, but I want to post something, so I'll just post some random stuff. Still read it though...I promise, it'll at least be humorous.

Song I'm currently listening to: Crazy Train by Ozzy Osbourne...

Something funny I did today: Tripped up the bleachers at my school's basketball game, bruised my knee in the process...seriously...I could hear it yell "OUCH" when I fell. I also laughed for 5 minutes after I fell.

Something that annoyed me today: At the basketball game, some guys were talking, attempting to flirt with some of the girls on my dance team. Most of them were freshman, now I'm a freshman too, but I'm sensible and respectful, and upperclassmen actually like me, so I was mega pissed off at these guys and the girl who was with them, she's a bitch, and anyways I wanted to go tell them off, but I chose not to...they were just being annoying. They're the type of people who think the world owes them something and those are the type of people who annoy me most...

Something I accomplished today: I learned twenty new vocabulary words at 10:30 P.M. for my quiz tomorrow. Thank you so much mom, if it weren't for you, I'd probably fail the quiz tomorrow. Seriously, and I had fun doing it too, 'cause my mom and I came up with things that help me remember words, so by 11-ish I knew them all.

Something I saw today: I saw that my eyes were really green today, yesterday they were yellow-ish, but I saw today that they were really green. I wonder what they'll look like tomorrow?

Something I'm doing: Trying to use all the "exciting colors" in fonts before I end the post.

I think I got them all, plus I've run out of things to say....WAIT! Got one more thing...Lord of the Rings beat The Godfather in Yahoo's "The Ultimate Best Picture" contest. It was the 81st Annual Academy Awards on Yahoo...

--Piddle

Random Junk

W-o-w. I have so...much to say. First off, I've been really happy today. I'm not sure, why, I'm just in a good mood. Yay! Seriously, I've been laughing and telling jokes and laughing at other people's jokes and dancing all day long.

So...I went back to school today. After missing a week. And before lunch I was looking for Chelsea. And then she was suddenly right in front of me. So I yelled, "Oh my god!" really loudly in te middle of the crowded hallway. Go me. I felt like stepping in the middle of everything and bowing "Thank you, thank you."

So then Chelsea was all, "Hey! You're back!"

And I was all, "Yeah, contrary to popular belief I was not..." Looong pause, "In a plane crash, hit by a bus, or run over by a tornado" (it's Texas people, it could happen. I'm not sure that 'run over' is the correct term to be applied though)

I have come to the conclusion that in my living room there is a computer desk filled with papers turned upside down, suspended in the air.

In other news...I got on MSN today and literally, not 5 seconds after I sign on, my cousin signs on...so I told him the following...

Allison: The Strange One~Betsy's~(Pidge)`:0)--"Just thought I'd mention in passing, I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own," says:

You signed in....? (Used in context like "You called...?" meaning, like a question...sort of)

As in like acknowledgement of the call and wonderment of why the call was placed. Searching for its perfect answer mate of "Yes, I called"...

In this case, "Yes, I signed in" ... only to be followed by an explanation of why said person signed in....

Meant to be said in a very deep voice. Such as the Chives the creepy butler answering his master when they rang a bell for him to come. "You called...?" In this case the "calling" was the ringing of said bell by said master...

Then I put it into a word document and added some narration...

Wow…if can make THAT sound intelligent, what ELSE could I do…?

Little green man that came out of the ceiling fan light: That doesn’t sound intelligent. That just sounds silly. That just sounds like a waste of time. That just sounds li-“–is suddenly cut off and we hear a violent choking/gasping noise. The noise dies down and we hear very heavy breathing and someone (you know who) shouts “OK IT’S INTELLIGENT!”-

It DOES, indeed, sound intelligent. No one question me. Or else. –shifty eyes-

Eugh. So, Jeremy, my iPod, isn't charged. I fell asleep with him on when I was sick. And he was completely sucked dry of power. And now I haven't had music for like days! I just haven't had the time to charge him...-cries-

So...these are my parting words...… I'll stop loving the rain when it snows unicorns and moon cakes, this act should be observed by all inhabitants of Connecticut and those of the Cayman Islands. In other words....stab me in the nose with a fork you mustn’t.

--Piddle

urgh! This post keeps getting all messed up! It's my sister's stupid computer, that's it!

MEOW!

Okay, well, I realize that in my last post I sounded like someone on a cheesy shampoo commercial. I promise not to do that again. If I end up doing it again, I'll be sure to warn you.

Alright, well I've decided that I totally over-use the word okay. So, I'm going to try and stop using it for a while and find alternatives.

I'm real jealous of my father's ability to go to bed early. Seriously! He'll go in to bed at like 8:30 and I'll go in to my parents room and he'll be asleep by 9:15. Granted he wakes up a lot during the night and that is why he goes to bed so early and also, he gets up a 5. Anyway, I'm kind of jealous, but also not because when everyone else is asleep, I get things done. I'm real unproductive in the daytime compaired to what I do at night.

That's really all I have to say, but it occured to me that I never discussed the title of this entire blog. I got from the TV show The Upside Down Show. I believe it's Australian. Annnd...I really love it! It's really an amazing show, you just have to give it a chance.

Here's a link to the clip of the show. It's from the Farm episode and the Picnic episode. I can do both of the dances that are shown. It's pretty fun.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pneT06mohhM

Watch it and comment. I really like it for some reason.

--Piddle

Whoo!!

Oh em fricken PEANUTS! My blog has a twin!!! Or a sister...something like that...anyhow, my best friend made a blog, and on it...she stated that my blog is a sister to hers! How awesomely amazing is that?! Probably not very awesomely amazing to you, but...I'm a dork, so I like it.

Here's a link to my sister blog, we'll probably be doing a shared blog sometime soon, so watch out for that too.

I wish I had more time to type, but I'll just post this now and then post again later, when I'm not as busy. AKA 11 PM tonight.

--Piddle

O-ok so I posted this and then realized I forgot the link. Ok so is it!

http://penguins-and-lost-sanity.blogspot.com/

--Later!

Still no moustache...

Happy Valentine's Day.

Got that over with. So, like I said in my last post, my sister and I usually get some gifts for Valentine's day. And we did. And let me be the first to tell you:

I DID NOT GET ANY FAKE MOUSTACHES.

Yup. That's right. Sooo......my quest continues!!

So, anyways, I'm in a really weird mood tonight. It just started. I'm feeling.....childish. Not like drawing on the walls, picking my nose, eating ice cream, oblivious childishness-ity. More like, the other side of childishness. Like, the I suddenly want my mom and my teddy bear childishness. Now, that's not really my personality. I'm more of a 'yes, I love my mom, and yeah, I like having her around, I secretly, but not so secretly really love my teddy bear (whose name is Teddy)" type of person. ok, actually, I'll admit to anyone that I still have my teddy bear (whose name is Teddy) and that I do in fact sleep with him every night.

But, seriously...a few minutes ago...I almost threw a fit because I couldn't wear any of my fuzzy pants to bed cause their all dirty. Not like a temper tantrum fit, but just like crying or whatever. And I do NOT cry. So...it's real weird round here right now.

So...yeah. -awkward silence-

Some random guy: "Nice weather we're having, don't you agree?"

Me:"Shut up! It stopped raining. I am NOT happy,"

Also, my dad teased me today, because he says I over-use the word random. I do not! I do no such thing! Ok, well Bear-Bear is bugging me to stop typing 'cause he keeps jumping on the laptop keyboard and making it say akdjfiuhdiugfjhdf...so, I'm gonna go.

--Piddle

Annnd the ring fits!!

Ok...whew! -wipes forehead- wow, ok, well I'm glad to be back in the realm of humanity now. Yup I had the flu for a week and it finally let up today and I'm revisiting humanity, hoping to stay. Yeah, I realized today that I missed an entire week of school which generally sucks 'cause now I'll have piles of make up work and also could jeopardize my dance tryouts for next year. Upon realizing this I was listening to music while trying to go to sleep before my sister got home from school (my dad, who had come home from work early after going to the doctors, had just left to go get her) so I was laying on the couch and I had this realization (see above) and I freaked out. No joke, I flipped out. BUT, then I distracted myself because I found a piece of tape on the back of my pants and proceeded to yell "WHY is there tape on my ass?!!" and then I forgot why I was flipping out and fell asleep. Yay.

So, anyway, I just watched Death Race. Oh my god, it's such a good movie. I mean, well I'm a sucker for movies with fast cars, explosions, and general chaos so...But, I recommend it if you have nothing to do on Valentine's Day. Which for the record, I don't normally do anything special on Valentine's day except open the gifts and junk that my grandparents and parents buy for my and my sister. And I really do try to give then little Valentine's Day cards, but really? It's just not my thing. Why should you wait until February 14th to show love for someone, or to show special love for someone, why can't you do that periodically over the year, or every day in the form of something little?

Anyways, the real reason I decided to post!!! Dun, dun, dun....

The cute little, ok big, Valentine's day cupcakes...you know the ones, with frosting that looks absolutely disgusting but you eat them anyway and discover that you actually like them...yeah,, well mom got some and so did grandma. But mom's have those little rings in the frosting. And I LOVE those rings. I've always wanted one. But, those rings are made for people with freakishly large fingers! AKA...NOT ME! So, I'm always sad, because they never fit. BUT, these magical cupcakes, no, not really, but the RINGS FIT!! Seriously, this is a monumental day in cupcake eating history! The ring actually fits my finger!!

See, here's a picture of it!

I'm oh so excited.

Anyways, I've got people meet, things to see, and stuff to do...tootles! :P

--Piddle

Funky Tucks

Okay...I know...I haven't blogged in like forEVER!



I've just been...unmotivated really, but I've got the flu and I can't sleep, so I figured I'd post something. So, my brain doesn't want to think right now of what's happened lately so I'll just prattle when things come to mind.



Okay, got something here, the "Funky Tucks" thing...well last night my grandfather delt cards at a church casino night thing and came home with all these Mardi Gras necklaces and junk. So I gave most of them to my sister and took the purple on that said "Funky Tucks" on it for me. It's got like, this little dude with an afro and red star-shaped glasses and a banner that says "Funky Tucks". I wore it to Hallmark today. I learned that "Funky Tucks" is a parade or a float in a parade...as seen in this conversation...

Allison: The Strange One:--"Just thought I'd metion in passing, I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own," says:
Ooh! My grandfather got this Mardi Gras necklace at this church casino night thing he delt cards at and it's purple and it says "Funky Tucks" on it.

Allison: The Strange One:--"Just thought I'd metion in passing, I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own," says:
But I told mum I was going to use the "Funky Tucks" thing to get a date someday. She laughed, but really it's just like carrying around rubber chicken or wearing a fake moustache...conversation starters...haha! Then I had a dream that I did and well...then the guy I dated actually fell in love with a panda so I pushed him out a window.

Steeven says:
cool... lay off the caffeine

Allison: The Strange One:--"Just thought I'd metion in passing, I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own," says:
ha! I haven't had any...HAAAAHAA!

Steeven says:
then HAVE SOME!

Steeven is my cousin...but his name is actually spelled Steven.

Today I felt like a dork buying Valentine's day stuff. Because I HAVE to buy stuff for a dance thing and I never buy anything even remotely Valentine's day-ish and I had to today and it felt creepy...

There was something else I wanted to say, but I don't remember....hmmm...it's only 11:39...oh well, I'm tired of typing, the clicking noise makes my head hurt more...

That's all for now folks. (haha Bugs Bunny quote...or is it someone else? I don't really know...my brain won't let me think right now...)

--Piddle

I was missing my shoes...?

I don't really know where to begin. I feel like a lot has happened today...

Oh! Ok. I got something.

Okay, so in school today after we ate lunch I was walking with my friend Chelsea and we were talking. And you know that feeling you get when you think you're missing something, but you really aren't and you don't (side note: I just threw my cat into my sister. I'll explain that later) anyways....so I felt like I was missing something, but I knew I wasn't. So we were walking to our classes (mine was french and hers was spanish) and then I was touching things that were in the hallways. I figured if I touched the thing I was "missing" then I would feel okay again. So I touched my purse, my jacket, some random kid in the hallway as he passed by (that was akward) and then I looked at Chelsea and said "I have the suuden urge to take off my shoes and hold them while I walk,"

She lost it. That statement caused her to laugh uncontrolably and ALMOST, key word almost, roll on the floor laughing.

TIMEOUT! Ok so my sister is asking me for help with her homework...this is the question...is it me or is this a trick question??

2. Kevin counted 12 sports cars in the neighborhood. Each sports car had 2 bumper stickers. He also counted 8 vans. Some vans had 5 windows. How many bumper stickers did Kevin count?

The answer choices are:

A. 12
B. 16
C. 22
D.24

Seriously? She's in third grade. I don't know what the equivalent of third grade is in other countries, but that's pretty tricky for a third grader. Like it took me a few minutes to get it.

Anyways....I don't remember where I was -looks up- right, so, then we walked up the stairs and I took off my shoe and continued waliking to french. I walked in the room and everyone was instantly stareing at me. I tried to explain it to them but that only earned me looks of concern for my sanity....

I told my dad about this in the car and he just looked at me and said, "Seriously, like stab my nose with a fork, seriously?"

Then I laughed.

Not five minutes later dad's phone rang. My mom called and wanted to talk to me. GOOD NEWS! Yay! My grandfather is sick and he lives 2000 miles away in house by the water with boats and fish and crabs and my grandma who is an amazing cook and okay anyhow....he is sick with pulmonary fibrosis which is basically where your lungs are scarred and your oxygen level drops. He's been using an oxygen mask for ages now. And when he does simple things his oxygen drops a lot. Just walking down the hallway it drops to 70. And when he needed to change the tank it droped to 60. Your oxygen level should be at 100 or 99-ish at all times.

He's been going to doctors visits for months trying to get put on a lung transplant list, and even getting the transplant will just give him more time, pulmonary fibrosis can't be cured and it kills people in varying time frames. Anyways I've been real worried about him not getting on the transplant list, with him being 75. But my mom called me today to tell me that he is on the list! They've packed up everthing, because at any time they could get a phone call and then they'd have to drive two hours to get to the hospital.

Anyway, I'm happy about this, so...w00t!

I was gunna post now but then I realized I hadn't mentioned how I managed to throw my cat into my sibling....

So my cat jumped up on my desk and was laying in front of the laptop. Then my sister came over to try and steal the remote for my iPod dock so she could change the song and then I pick up the cat and gently tossed him, ok well he kind of jumped, into my sister which had us rolling on the floor.

Note: I love my cat and I'm not some kind of animal abuser. He jumped out of my hands as I picked him up. Yay Bear-Bear!

Trouble-making Wench?

Ok...so....not 5 minutes ago (well not now. But five minutes before I wrote this and before I added the later part) my grandfather called one of our cats a "trouble-making wench". No joke. Ok so we have a dog and two cats. They don't get along at all. And the littlest cat comes out into the living room where the dog is and then they run around barking, meowing, and chasing each other for a while and then it all quites down. The cat ends up coming back out and then my grandpa gets up from his chair goes over to her and says, "What you doing out here you trouble making wench?!"



That caused the rest of the family to burst into fits of laughter and then I almost fell off my chair.

***Later

Ok, so I have to tell about when I went and got my shoes. So today I went out to get my Converse that I need for dance. And we went to Journeys and they didn't have my size so they sent us to Journeys Kids and all the table's in there said 'Big kid shoes in little kid sizes'. I had to be the oldest person in there that was going to wear the shoes that were bought. So like, picture me, a teenager walking into a store like that.

Mom and I got to the counter and they guy was one of those guys that you know is really fun to hang out with. He was real tall and had dyed his hair blond and spiked it and you could just tell he was out there. So we walk up with the shoe that need and he starts talking to us, flirting with me...-creepy- so then he bites the shoe.

Not kidding, he BIT the shoe. And the said, "I love eating shoes. Just kidding." and I was like "Uhh..ok." so then he gave me the shoe he bit to try on. Then he found out I was like eight years younger than him and his face was priceless. It was like someone stole his cookie, fake moustache, kicked his dog and puked in his shoes. His thoughts? They probably went something like this 'Oh GOd! I'm gunna go to JAIL!'

We left. I laughed my guts out and then tripped and fell INTO the car. Not like inside it but hit the outside. It was odd....

--Piddle

Thee FIRST BLOG!

Okay, so I was at the grocery store with my mom today and we were talking about something I don't remember now....anyways so then she was all, "When do you want to get your ears pierced again?" and I was all, "Well, I don't know. When ever it's convenient for you." and then she was talking to me about my sister and her friend's "blog" that they have. (Basically they just edit the same post over and over again...and it makes me laugh) So I was like..."DUDE! I want a blog of my very own!" and my mom was just like, "OK, make one." and then she started talking about one of her friends who has a blog or something like that. I'm sure I'll have to read it later on.

Basically the point of this is....this is the first blog I've posted here. Hooray! -Did I just say that?- So, tell people about this blog, because a little birdy told me that I can be quite entertaining. -Shut up Vlad!-

Vlad is the little voice in my head. Calm down it's just a joke, I'm not schizo -ha! is that even a word?- Anyways Vlad like to come out at random times and say things.

--Piddle.
Oh! And for the record the definition of piddle is:
To operate in a disorganized way, doing one thing and then another without a distinct purpose or method. So, HA! now you know.