Selling Cookies to Hippies

It's no secret that some of the most interesting adventures I have occur while I'm selling Girl Scout cookies door to door.
One of said adventures occurred the other day when my friend Nina and I went to sell cookies in her neighborhood.
It started out normal enough: Nina and I wandering down the street singing the Doctor Who theme song and talking about how excited she was to sell cookies.*

*Nina isn't actually a Girl Scout, but since very few Scouts live in her neighborhood I convinced her to go around and bother people with me. She was actually really thrilld to sell them, which I personally find bizarre, but it was good too! :D (love you, Nina.)

The first few houses we went to had a more or less normal reaction
("No thanks", "I already have some", "Sure", "My granddaughter sells them"), but then we came to a small grey house.

Now, let me tell you that there is nothing about this house to suggest that it may be out of the ordinary, or that it may be inhabited by anyone other than the people who generally seem to live in this neighborhood:
Normal families or older folks.

Yeah.
No.

Nina and I walked up to the door, undoubtedly singing I Am The Doctor and laughing about all the random responses we had gotten so far.
We rang the doorbell, and out came...
A man with a beard, a yellow shirt, green pants, and red suspenders hanging from his sides.
I'm not kidding.

We were trying to be polite, so out came ther regular greeting from Girl Scouts:
"Hi! Would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?!"

Now, just as a side note, most people either say "yes" or "no". They don't usually dilly-dally between yes and no, and they're usually very enthusiastic about either answer.
(Yes, we know you're saying "sorry, but I already bought some", but we all know what you really mean is "WOOT I HAVE AN EXCUSE TO GET RID OF THESE RANDOM STRANGE GIRLS RINGING MY DOORBELL AND BOTHERING ME FOR MONEY".)

This was the second sign that maybe this wasn't the normal sale.
Instead of a "yes" or "no". we got...

"Yeah, probably. Uh. Come on in."

Again as a side note, it isn't smart to go into a stranger's house. But he had grabbed my order sheet, and I felt duty bound to protect it.
So we went in.
And were immediately hit by the smell of either (or both) incense and marijuana.
It was a very strong smell.
Overpowering, you might say.

So while we stood there trying to breathe, the oddly dressed guy turned to the rest of the room and asked,
"Do we want to buy Girl Scout cookies?"
The four or so people sitting in a circle on couches eating scones had a mix of reactions that ranged from "Yes!" to "Absolutely!".
That is, they all answered in the affirmative.

Please note that he still was holding my order form.

So while Nina and I stood there trying to breathe and not really believing what was going on, he motioned us farther into the house, saying that there was a table to write on.
So we followed him.
Into the house.
Of hippies.
That may have been filled with pot.
It was interesting.

So we ended up in the kitchen of this house. The dining area was filled with another circle of brightly colored couches, and the table in the kitchen contained a guitar, at least three books with men with beards on the front, and a bunch of boxes of obscure looking tea.
There were also a bunch of brightly colored banners hanging from the stairs, and the entire house was painted yellow.

While we stood there, and the hippie looked at the order form, he asked what is probably the most baffling question I've gotten all cookie season this year,
"Do you have that new cookie? Like a fruity mango one?"
Uh.
What.
I don't understand.
Fruity... mango... cookie?
Because this doesn't actually exist (and never has), I told him that no, we didn't have a fruity mango cookie.
"That's okay. I didn't really want it anyway."
O-kay then. And you were just asing for... fun then?
Nina and I were by this time trying not to look at each other because it may have ended with both of us cracking up, or one or both of us bolting for the front door.

The hippie asked how much it was per box, and I told him that it was four dollars. He then looked at me and said he better buy twenyt dollars worth. Because he didn't seem to be able to do math at that moment, I told him that that would be five boxes.
"I better do two and three then!" he looked awestruck by his brilliance.
Yes.
Yes, three and two would make five, I suppose.

So he ordered his cookies, and got out the money to pay us. Just at the moment where Nina and i were like "WE MIGHT ESCAPE FROM HERE ALIVE", one of the hippies (a very short, barefoot woman) wandered into the kitchen.
She also seemed a lot brighter than the first hippie.
"So do you live around here?"

Author's note: I've already covered how much I hate that question. I hate answering it. It's creepy and stalkerish, and what if I DON'T live around there? What? Are you not going to order cookies? Well, will ya?
This time the question was even creepier because we were standing in a buttercup yellow kitchen surrounded by tea and hippie books and.. well... hippies.

Thankfully Nina doesn't mind telling a few white lies, so she answered that yes, we did live around there and yes we were part of the same troop, and I added that we were both seniors and that yes we were still Scouting and it really was quite wonderful and that I hoped they had a good day.

Another Author's note: It was disturbing too because the second hippie actually reminded me a lot of my teen group leader who I do love very much, but who also sort of frightens me. So the entire time I was standing there going "No, it isn't your teen group leader." Which made the stalkerish question even more scary.

This is when the hippies let us leave their house.
And yes, as soon as we were outside, Nina looked at each other and I started laughing and she gave me a look and said
"That was seriously pretty scary in there. I would not have gone in there alone."
And then we walked away as fast as we could, laughing the entire time, partially because it was so surreal and partially because we had just survived a close encounter with hippies.



So yeah. That was the most interesting thing to happen to me this time.
Also, I think I'll kidnap Nina and make her go to a site sale with me.
:D

I Speak Pterodactyl

One of the most interesting things about living with a 4 month old child is hearing them talk.

No. I don't mean words. No "mom" or "dad" or "Ongola" or "Nani" or anything like that. I mean, talking. With airquotes. So, "talking".

See, when Kenneth, my brother, was that old, he swore.
No, not words.
I mean, the sounds coming out of his mouth were exactly "baby swears". He was loud, and grumpy, and sounded something like "Schrush ghes WOIHGUH hihge! HIIGHELK!" and he would get mad. (Which was really funny, because, hey, have you ever seen a baby "swimming in his own chub" get grumpy? Very funny.)

Philip/PJ/Phil/PipSqueak?
He speaks pterodactyl.

In fact, sometimes he speaks so convincingly that we look around, expecting to see one of these in our living room/kitchen/bedroom:



By the way, I do not claim any rights on this image.

 But no. We, instead, see this:

Baby.
Not just a baby.
MY BROTHER.
Is a pterodactyl?

Because were are living with someone who speaks the ancient language of pterodactyl, my family and I are gradually learning it.
To say something, you generally pronounce it like this:

AAAAAAAAAAACHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
SQQQUUUEEEEECHHHHHHHHH.
HIIIIKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
HYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEE!

Say it with much gurgling in your throat.


Oh, and just to make my workbook friends really jealous, here is what I had to do for biology today:

Yes. This is a coloring page of an animal cell. I don't claim rights on the image... just on the coloring job. ;)

Scurvey Dog!

Angela, your pirate name is
Deckswabber Jacquotte the Bastard
What is YOUR pirate name?
Avast! Today happens to be Speak Like a Pirate Day, ye land lubber! As such, you should check out this link here to find out how to speak like pirate, what yer pirate name is, and what type of pirate you are!

Me ship's name? Arr! The Disgraceful Poison of the Caribbean be her name, ye dog! And that's not all...

You are The Quartermaster
You, me hearty, are a man or woman of action! And what action it is! Gruesome,
awful, delightful action. You mete out punishment to friend and foe alike
– well, mostly to foe, because your burning inner rage isn’t
likely to draw you a whole lot of the former. Still, though you may be
what today is called “high maintenance” and in the past was
called “bat-shit crazy,” the crew likes to have you around
because in a pinch your maniacal combat prowess may be the only thing
that saves them from Jack Ketch. When not in a pinch, the rest of the
crew will goad you into berserker mode because it’s just kind of
fun to watch. So you provide a double service – doling out discipline
AND entertainment.


Here is another quiz, for POTC personalities particularly (I'm:For 40 % you are: Hector Barbossa! You are smart (book smart and street smart!) daring and a bit crazy, but you get the job done. You tend to focus on the big picture through the facts at hand. You know how to make the rules work to your advantage! Your pet is your baby.
18.7400 % of 2508 Quiz participants had this profile! )
Can you be captain Jack Sparrow? (Test says... yes. I can be. xD )
Here's another one
and my results:




What's Yer Inner Pirate?
brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!

Your result for The Find Your Pirate Personality Test...

Yellow Beard

You scored 18 Cruelty, 29 Greed, 22 Evil, and 33 Insanity!

Its all about being a pirate. You rape the Gold, kill the Women, and steal the men. Or is it rape the men, kill the gold, and steal the woman or something like that. Your proudest day in life will be the day your own son murders you. Now if you could just remember where you hid everything.

Take The Find Your Pirate Personality Test at HelloQuizzy

And another pirate name one... my results were "Captain One Eye" and "Evil Blackbeard".

Me thinks that's enough for ye bilge rats!
(Until next year...)

How to Avoid Answering Questions You Don't Want to Answer

Are you sick of answering awkward questions? Do you live in fear for the days you know you'll meet nosy people?!
Do you find yourself changing the subject all because you know that you have no good reply?!
If you answered YES to any of those questions then this guide is for you!!!
Remember, this is a LAST CHANCE OFFER!!! To buy the COMPLETE GUIDE please call 123-456-7890!*

*Again: I don't know what happens when you call that. :D

Chapter Two: Avoiding Questions

   Chances are, if you're reading this section of The Guide, you've found yourself up against some uncomfortable questions. Maybe it's your mom, asking you how your day was. Or it's your annoying brother, asking whether you have a crush on a certain guy. Or maybe it's just your friend, asking you whether or not they're invited to your birthday party, when you know you aren't inviting them.

   In any of these situations, you probably find yourself changing the subject immediately, in a desperate attempt to get away from the question as fast as possible, without answering it.

   Let us look at an example situation:

Lucy: So, do you have a crush on Jamie?

You: That math test is really horrible.

Lucy: HA! You DO have a crush on him!

   As you can see, if you really wanted that to be a secret, that is not the best way to go about hiding it. Changing subjects rapidly and without answering the original question only provokes the questioner, and causes them to just pursue the subject more relentlessly. 

   A better way to avoid uncomfortable questions is to briefly answer the question and then to change the subject by making a comment on your surroundings. Let us look at that same example, only using the new, improved, and better technique.

Lucy: So, do you have a crush on Jamie?

You: *shrugs* kinda, I guess.... Hey, Lucy?

Lucy: ha... yeah?

You: could you help me out with this math problem? The math test is really horrid.

Lucy: yeah, sure. It is, isn't it?

   The important thing to remember when answering the question is not to straight out deny anything, nor straight out say yes, either. If you said "No!" when Lucy asked you the question, you would have provoked her more. If you had said "Yeah, yeah I do", it does the same thing. The idea is to answer somewhere neutral, but in either direction.

   Another important thing to remember is to use your surroundings. If your little sister does something really cute, point it out! If you see something really colorful, point it out! If Lucy has something in her hair, point it out! Thing is, changing the subject using your surroundings is a lot more deceptive/sneaky than it is to start talking about something completely unrelated to anything!

Now, go out and avoid those questions.

Rummage Sales

Welcome to May! That is... THE BEGINNING OF GARAGE/ESTATE/RUMMAGE SALES! Today I went to one rummage sale ($3 for a bag... I got two bags full of stuff), and it was awesome. I got

1. A denim (DENIM! *is in love*) comforter for my bed.
2. One sweater made of wool, which I am cutting up right now to unravel (so I can knit the yarn again),
3. A bunch of t-shirts to refashion
4. one long sleeved flannel-y shirt that I can just wear
5. One sparkly gold sweater/shirt that I wore to my piano recital this morning.
6. One pair of white keds I gave to Valerie for her to graffitti.

And that's about it. :)
Now, I've been going to rummage/garage/estate/yard sales for as long as I can remember. There's just something about them that I love. Maybe it's the stuff for 50 cents. Or maybe it's the fact that the stuff is weird. Or because you meet weird people. Or because it's just fun.
But either way, I feel very privileged to be part of the second hand sale community. I am, however, aware that not everyone has that. Therefore, here is an excerpt from my Guide (see post below this) which I am sharing for all of you poor deprived readers.

Chapter 6: Second Hand Sales

   If you're at this section, it is very likely that it is sometime between the months of May and September. You're driving along in your car, and you are suddenly being blinded by the obnoxious neon colored "GARAGE SALE", "ESTATE SALE", and "HUGE KID'S SALE"* signs. You go to church and are blinded by the not-so-neon "RUMMAGE SALE" and "BAG SALE" signs. You don't know what these mean, and you are frightened. Suddenly you're seeing zombies around every corner, the Earth has become flat, and people you thought were sane are all of a sudden freaking out about these mysterious sales you see!

   Stop what you're doing!

   Here is our easy to comprehend guide for these sales you see everywhere. First, we will define the types of sales, then we will break them down into two general subcategories.

*Though I'm not sure why anyone would be selling "Huge Kids", it certainly seems to be quite common, at least around where I live...

1. Garage Sales.  These are probably the most common types of summer sales you will see. They usually take place at someone's house, with the family living at the house running the sale. It is also usually the family's belongings that are for sale. They are pretty much the same thing as Yard Sales, and most usually take place in the garage and the yard.
2. Estate Sales.  These are pretty awesome. What this means is that there was someone who had an "estate"... That is, a household of junk. When they died/moved away, they or their relatives sold pretty much everything to an estate-sale-expert, who then held the sale. Estate Sales are virtually always held at the person's house, and you normally have to go into the house and through the rooms to find the stuff. Things are often more expensive than at Garage Sales, but there are often far cooler items for sale.
3. Rummage Sales. Our personal favorites, Rummage Sales are usually held at a public area such as a church and are, in essence, a blown up Garage Sale. You never know what you're going to find here, and often the items are priced at a very low price. In fact, the last day is usually a Bag Sale, where if you fill up a bag with items**, it will cost a certain amount of money- $5-$3 is the norm.

**With some exceptions. Once I went to a rummage sale, and for some inexplicable reason you weren't able to put shoes or belts in the bag. You weren't allowed to put the piano in one... I cannot imagine why!

   Now that we have broken the sales down into their first categories, let me add the two subcategories.
  There are two types of Sales:

• The Money-Making (MM) ones
• The Get-Rid-Of-Junk (GROJ) ones.

   The difference is quite important. MM sales are ones where the items are usually priced higher, and the stuff is far less interesting. There is often fewer items for sale, and the people are not nearly as willing to bargain with you as the ones in the GROJ ones. The GROJ sales are as they sound- some person has a whole lot of crud in their basement, and they're trying to sell it for as cheap as possible*** before they have to give it to Goodwill.

***Which type do you think my family usually has? 

   Now, go forth and conquer them Sales! 

You're the Chosen One.

Alert, alert!
Are you sick of having a conversation where you have no good reply to what the other person is saying?
Are you sick of  smiling and nodding for lack of a good reply?
Do you often find yourself in situations where you have nothing to contribute to the conversation?
If so, this guide is for you!!!!!!!!!!
Within the guide you will learn how to avoid conversations, how to talk to people with fancy hand gestures, how to get away from your annoying Aunt Martha, and how to reply when there is no reply!
Here is a selection of the guide for you to read, for the entire contents, please call me at 123-456-7890*  to order!*

*This is not a real guide. I don't actually know what would happen if you called that number. :)

Chapter 3: How to Reply When There is no Reply

     If you are reading this chapter, there is no doubt that you have found yourself in conversations where after hearing the one person talk for length about something that you don't really care about, you find yourself resorting to smiling and nodding. The problem with that tried trick is that it's fairly obvious that you aren't paying attention, and that it sometimes angers people when they realize that their monologues, which are obviously interesting to themselves, are far from fascinating.

   This is where this guide comes in.

   Let us observe a conversation using the smile and nod technique.

   Sara: ...And I was stuck in traffic for SO LONG yesterday! I can't believe it!

   You: *smiles and nods*

   Sara: And then the groceries went bad in the back of my trunk because I turned off the car to wait, and that turned off the AC!

   You: *smiles and nods*

   Sara: And that's why I don't have anything but melted ice cream!

   You: *smiles and nods*

   As you can tell, this conversation is not going to become interesting in any amount of time. It will slowly shrivel and wither until it's dead, and you are standing around saying things like "Alright" and "So..." and "Anyway..." until someone finds some excuse to leave.

   Here, in this guide, we suggest a different approach: Replying to the nonsense with a random saying! There is almost no limit to what random saying you can use, but here are the favorites of the staff here.

1. You're the chosen one!
2. You're a fashion victim.
3. How many roads must a man walk down? (The answer is blowing in the wind, my friend.)
4. Nitwit, blubber, oddment, tweak.

But it's all just a matter of preference, of course. Now, let us look at that same conversation, only with you using this new, improved technique.

   Sara: ...And I was stuck in traffic for SO LONG yesterday! I can't believe it!
   You: You're a fashion victim!
   Sara: .... Um... sorry?
   You: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment, tweak!
   Sara: *gives you an odd look*

   Now, unlike the previous conversation, this one is actually going places. It could turn into a fascinating conversation about the Harry Potter books. It could turn into a shouting match about your odd sense of conversation. It could turn into a conversation about TV shows, or music! The point is: The conversation has just taken a positive turn.
Of course, you could always use the Smile and Nod technique.
It's all up to you.
You are the chosen one, after all.

Breaking Norms- A Girl Scout Post (and also a fun activity)

For the Understanding Yourself and Others IP, I had to "break social norms". They gave a list of norms which I could break, but I didn't think many of them were very... eh...... let's just say that I know people who break all of those norms several times a day. (Things like, riding an elevator backwards. Standing very close to a friend while talking to them. Etc.) So... I broke social norms my own way.

Today, I went on a walk with Veela, and my brother Kenneth. It's a 3 mile walk, down the road across our street, and back. We hiked down the road (1.5 miles), then turned left, and got into a forest preserve.
In the forest preserve is a park, and I had told Ken that we would go there, if he could make it the entire walk. So we went in, prepared to break the norms.
In the park, there is this very large boulder. It goes up to at least my shoulder, and it's meant for climbing. (I'm not kidding. It's the "climbing boulder".) So, Veela and I climbed up onto the rock. After pondering what to do for several minutes (and texting my friend to see what they thought), we decided to sing VERY LOUDLY, several girl scout songs.
On top of the boulder.
In front of a ton of people.
So, we stood up, and started singing. We sung "The Princess Pat", "Tarzan", and "My Auntie Monica".
So, now I have to answer some questions.

How difficult was it for you to do the activity?
Not that difficult. I mean, there was a certain leap of mentality that I had to go through... From being "People are going to stare. O.O" to... "People are going to stare! AWESOME!"

How did the other people react?
To tell the truth? Most of them didn't even notice. The ones that did (namely, several small children and two mothers), either stared at us in bewilderment, or laughed at us and cheered us on, respectively.


And that, my friends, was my adventure with breaking social norms.
...
...
I think I'll go back there on Tuesday and repeat the experiment.

Text abbreviations: A guide.

Hello. It has come to my attention that many of you (*cough*adults*cough*) people out there have been misusing text abbreviations and phrases. This is a grave error. Not only does it convey the sense that you do not know how technology works, that you cannot communicate over texts (le gasp!), and that you are perhaps.. could it be... unfamiliar with the phrases?! But it also makes people cock their heads to the side and look at your text message/email/letter with confusion, because you have not replied in the correct way, or you have used the wrong word/phrase.
Therefore, and for your convenience, I have decided to provide a short guide to the confusing world of lols, brbs, and even 'sup s.

Word or phrase: brb
Definition: The common, and well known definition of "brb" is "be right back". However, brb is often used with this, fairly secretive, and rarely voiced, definition: "I am going to leave for anywhere between five minutes and an hour, but I still want to bother you with my chatter, so I'm going to leave you hanging here, afraid to put away your phone/close your email, because you don't want to offend me. Have a nice day!"
Similar words or phrases: "tty after"
How to respond: "kk", "ok", "okey dokey" "okey dokey artichokey" (a personal favorite of mine)

Word or phrase: lol
Definition: laugh out loud. LOL is often used to mean "I am amused".
Similar words or phrases: "literally LOL" "ROFL" "LMAO"
How to respond: "xD" ":D" "lol"

Word or phrase: Literally LOL
Definition: I am literally laughing out loud... I am not merely amused.
Similar words or phrases: "LOL" "ROFL" "LMAO"
How to respond: "yay!" "lol." "awesome!"

Word or phrase: ROFL
Definition: rolling on floor laughing. ROFL is usually only used when someone is literally LOL-ing, but they don't want to waste text characters with "literally LOL".
Similar words or phrases: "Literally LOL" "LOL" "LMAO"
How to respond: (see "Literally LOL")

Word or phrase: LMAO
Definition: Laughing My A** Off. This is usually found mostly on Youtube videos, or teen sites... it's pretty much the same definition or ROFL.
Similar words or phrases: "LOL" "Literally Lol" "ROFL"
How to respond: (see "ROFL")

Word or phrase: ttyl
Definition: talk to you later. Basically meaning, "I'm leaving for anywhere from an hour to... forever. Goodbye."
Similar words or phrases: "g2g" "gtg"
How to respond: "Bye!" "Cya!" "Seeya!" "Goodbye!"

Word or phrase: g2g; alternative spelling; gtg
Definition: Got To Go; Gotta Go. Basically used when someone doesn't have enough time to explain why they're leaving you... or when they simply want to go away as fast as possible. (You've been boring them with your rants about the traffic again, haven't you! tsk tsk.)
Similar words or phrases: "ttyl"
How to respond: (see "ttyl")

Word or phrase: tty After
Definition: Talk To You After. Or, I'm leaving for too long to use "brb"; I have something to do (piano lessons... a class), but I want to talk to you afterward, SO DON'T LEAVE ME; Expect me to text/email/message you in a little while.
Similar words or phrases: "ttyl" "g2g" "gtg" "brb"
How to respond: "kk!" "ttyl!" "alrighty."

Word or phrase: What's up; 'Sup; wazzup; what's new
Definition: What is going on in your life that I haven't heard about? When any of these spellings, it is important to remember two things: that people usually do not actually want to know what is going on and they are simply trying to prolong an obviously boring, meaningless, uninteresting conversation, until you and they hit on something interesting, OR they have something they really want to tell you, but simply find it safer to ask YOU what's up, so that when you say, "not much, you?" they can talk, and say that you asked. (NOTE: there are of course the exceptions... kind people who use these phrases even though they really DO care about what is going on in your life. Make sure you know who is talking to you, before you reply with one of the suggested responses.)
Similar words or phrases: (n/a)
How to respond: "Nm, you?" "Nothing..." "eh... you?"

Word or phrase: NM
Definition: not much. This is exactly as it is abbreviated.
Similar words or phrases: (N/A)
How to respond: (N/A)

I have some exciting news, everyone! Get your confetti ready!

Actually, I have TWO new bits of news. :D first, let me share a music video... because I'm cool like that...




I have to assume that that ^ video works. I didn't look at it, because I don't want to annoy anyone.

Alright, ready for the actual news?
My grandparents are here!! Yay!!
That is news. But it's not THE news. :D But it does lead quite well to the first bit.
which is that I'm going to NY tomorrow! Yay go me! :D Valerie- Veela is going with me, and we will be writing down.... well, we just will. And when we get back I'm going to try to convince her to post something (substancial) on her blog. And I'll post here.
Second bit of news? This is confetti news, just so you know..
LAST NIGHT AT 9:30 PM I FINISHED MY NOVEL!!! it is DONE! Kezia's story is done! Woot! It's about (rounding down to the nearest thousand) 51,000 words long. 12 chapters. With an (in my opinion) excellent ending. And when it's finally done, I'll be posting it on Tales From a Faery Circle which is a website I made.
Alright, I just had more news! It's not nearly as exciting as me finishing my novel, but it IS exciting... Today I posted by 63rd book review on Book Review- The Club. and I would definitely love it if SOMEONE here would go and look at the blog? Please? And if you get suddenly inspired, feel free to send me a review. If you want to send me a review, please leave a comment and I'll figure out a way to send you my email address. (Maybe I should make a separate one for that website and for this... hmm....)
anyway, that's my news. And that's music. It's not a video, but it IS music. (I [so far] ♥ Hellogoodbye)

Painting my walls

So, my walls were really boring. Not ugly- they are a pretty color of green, but boring. And because they're made of cement (?) I can't hang things up on them. Tape won't stick, so zip to posters, can't hammer anything into it, so no to pictures and mirrors as well. One thing that works is paint. My mom and I get this Dover catalog sometimes. They have little samples of what's in each book, and there was this really cute faery sitting on a leaf petting a butterfly. I copied it from the book into a notebook, then on the wall using pencil. Then I went over it with sharpie (love sharpies) and then let it sit. Today I finally remembered that the paints just might be in the CRAFT CLOSET (wow, giant shocker I'm sure) and painted it. So, that's Aimee the faery. She's sitting on a mushroom instead of the leaf because 1. the leaf was really hard to draw looking and I was tired, and 2. I like mushrooms.
Besides Aimee, I also painted this scroll like thing above my bed that says "ANGELA" and has flowers on either side. it's completely blue, except for the flowers' petals, which are light purple. *hugs room* it looks a lot less boring.

oh, and this is all thanks to my mom. I didn't get her approval before I drew on my walls, but when I was painting Aimee, she came downstairs, and didn't get all upset. So, yeah. Thanks mom for letting me draw and paint on my walls. :D

la lala la lala

hullo everyone. :D
well, I'm still at my grandparent's house. we are going to be leaving today.
Soooo. mostly, I posted to complain about my brother, Kenneth. He keeps joking about Bilbo. If you don't remember/know who Bilbo (actually, his name was Bilbo Baggins) was, he was my old dog. my mom and dad had him when I was born, and he died, I think about a year ago. Anyway. I really loved Bilbo, he was my dog, after all. and now Ken keeps saying stuff like "how's Bo???" and "How old is Bilbo?" and "Where is Bilbo?" and it bothers me. Ken probably doesn't remember Bo all that much, but still. gah! It's annoying. I hope that when I die, people don't joke around like that about me.
bah!

right now I'm listening to: Turn To Stone by: ELO

my dream last night...

OK, so generally, I don't post my dreams. BUT last night I had the very worst dream I've EVER had, without it being a nightmare!!!


It started out that my family (which in this case was my aunt diane, uncle eric, my mom, dad, all my siblings, my dogs, and like, I think my aunt Laura was there too), we were at my grandma and grandpa's house (in Wisconsin.) only it was huge!! Like, I knew my way around and everything (I've been there before*) anyway. We were going to go to this giant water park. We got in the car, and started driving. But about halfway there, our car broke down. (great.) luckily there was this HUGE house near the side of the road! (and I mean H U G E.) it was like, a combination of my Aunt (Diane) and Uncle (Eric)'s house, and the Farm. So, we walked up to the door, and rung the doorbell. A young man and woman, and three old women, opened the door. They were all dressed old fashioned. Weird, I thought. So, we went in, and we discovered that they were like, witches. Only not the "Harry Potter" type. they were the type that used voodoo dolls, cast evil spells, and worshiped spirits of the forest. (now that I think about it, they were more like, druids.) So, they looked at our car, and they told us that it was going to be about... hmm... a week before it would be fixed. So, we got to know the witches.

One day, my siblings, the two younger witches (husband and wife, if you didn't know), and I, were out in the yard. There was a baby deer, and I touched it. (it was soooooo cute) suddenly, the sky got dark, and I knew we were in trouble. we ran into the house, and the three old witches started screaming at me "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, YOU HORRIBLE CREATURE!!! NATURE IS NOT TO BE RUINED BY CLUMSY HUMANS LIKE YOURSELF!!!" I felt horrible. and angry.
The old witches said the only way to appease the nature spirits, was to offer our sincere regrets. so we all went outside (it was still pitch dark), and we sat around this little, low, long, table. We each had a bowl... well, what looked like them. but as I looked closer, I saw that they were actually HUMAN SKULLS!!! there was a liquid, with things floating around in it, in the skulls. We had to drink it. so we did. and then we offered the bits (which somehow we hadn't swallowed) to the sky, and suddenly a giant thunderbolt came down, and two old (female) witches, and one old (male) witch came down. they were dressed all in black. The male witch had this dog with him. at first glance, he looked stupid. he was a white dog, and his eyes were, well, also white. and they were high up on his face, and they were close together. his face was kind of dorky, it looked like a rectangle. but suddenly the male witch let him go, and the dog jumped at one of the old witches, and ATE HER!! now we were all freaked out. We started running to the house... but the dog got in. The witches ran to our car, and started trying to fix it. (so that we could all get away and avoid being eaten.) meanwhile, the (new, old) witches, (all of them) and us were trying to do another ceramony, to try to stop the spirit which had possessed the dog. But the dog broke in on us in the middle. and we all ran away, trying to get away. luckily, the witches yelled out that our car was fixed. we all started to get out. (for somereason) we started turning all the lights off. Ken ran up to the attic, and told me he would turn those off. (this is the part where it started turning into a (real) nightmare). I believed that he would be right back, so I went out to see if everyone was ok. a couple minutes passed, and I finally asked my mom "have you seen Ken?" she said "no, I haven't... why?" uh oh, I thought. I went back in the house... no dog.. no ken... I remembered that he was going to turn the lights off in the attic, and I ran up there. I opened the door, and the dog was pacing around inside. I noticed that there was another door. I crept by the dog, and opened it, I saw Ken, in a corner, looking terrified, but the dog noticed me, so I jumped onto the side with Ken, and held the door closed. Somehow, he couldn't push it open. it was odd. anyway, when I looked back at Ken, he was not there. (crap) so I started walking around, trying to find him. I probably did this for several minutes, before I realized he had climbed onto my back. (go figure) so we opened the door VERY CAUTIOUSLY. the dog wasn't there. so we went down to the first level, and I saw the dog outside, and the witche's other (bad) dogs (which, oddly, hadn't appeared until now, they were tiny, like, those fluff ball dogs you see? the ones were they just look like a bunch of fluff with a nose, and eyes?)
anyway. they were outside. around all the windows, and all the doors. they weren't interested with the rest of my family, who were outside. just us. we tried clibimg out the window. didn't work. tried going out the door. didn't work. so, we ended up just standing there, until this, blue, truck came driving by. She (the person in the truck) saw the dogs, and she got out, and ran towards them, yelling (they're PERFECT!!) we told her they were free, and she roped them up. strangely, the minute she put a leash on the little ones, they became docile. the minute that she put a leash on the big one, you could tell that, even though he was still evil, he couldn't eat anyone anymore. she pulled them away, and I got back into the car. and we went to the waterpark, LOL.

see, it wasn't a bad ending, but it WAS bad dream. it was so sad, cause I seriously felt like I had lost Ken... in real life, and I felt like my heart was going to break, cause it was all my fault, and there really was no chance that he could be alive. :(

*I often dream about places several times. my "grandma's" house, is normally a place where people (me, included) take refuge, until the bad guys come, where we always escape down a whirlpool. ya. I've had A LOT of dreams there... and the waterpark... I often dreams there, as well!!! like, my friends go to a waterpark (there), but the stupid slide breaks, and we have to help save everyone. *sigh.*

well, sorry for writing such a long post, but I really needed to share that dream, and I wrote it only a couple of minutes after I woke up. :D
hope you enjoyed...

check out these blogs!

here are a list of (awesome) blogs you people should take a look at!
walkthex.blogspot.com (my friend Nakamura's blog)
books4hearts.blogspot.com
savetheworldandbegreen.blogspot.com
and, last, but not least.... the NEW ADDITION!

veelasplace.blogspot.com (my sister, Valerie's new blog!)

please comment on her blog, and tell her how awesome she is!

lol, this will prove what a freak I am...

bout D'nD that is. lol. we were watching the fellowship of the ring tonight, and this is what my sister's and my commentary went, bout the fight scenes: (I'm green, Val is blue)
"wow, legolas has point blank shot!!" "yea, my ranger has that. omg, that must of been a critical, twenty points at least!!" "yea, now, Valerie, tell me, which would you prefer, to cross a bridge two feet in width, while running, or fight a fire element?" "the bridge... DUH." "lol, omigosh, Boromir has a lot of hit points, he was just shot three times!!" "wow, oooh, I wonder how many hit points that ork has?" "maybe ten??" "nah, more like three. Pippin killed him by hitting him with a rock. that can't do very much damage." etc. lol, I'm like a freak for Dungeons and Dragons. =D I have this awesome druid called Megera Thebes, and she has a familiar, a badger called Gloria. Valerie's is a Ranger called Medea Ivory, who has a wolf named Vivian as her familiar. Christina's is a fighter, called Katie Elizabeth Rockshank. lol. what a name. and she isnt' even a dwarf!! she is actually a human, so is my character. Valerie's is a half elf. ok, I g2g, bedtime. ttyl,
Angela

my teeth.

Aloha people! (Aloha is my random greeting of the week.) today I went to the orthidontist, and... I got my expander!! It's really neccessary, but I keep hurting my tongue on it. Ow. I also got a plaster cast of my upper jaw, and it is kinda creapy. Lol. We have also been re-arranging my bedroom. It looks a lot better now. we took the winky little bookcase out, which was really fat, and short, and we got a tall thin one instead. now I have a lot more floor space, and my books aren't falling onto the ground! Yay! I love books, if you haven't figured that out yet. And studying. except I don't like studying for the CLEP. I like to write reports. I'm listening to Hot 'N Cold right now. Its very good. lol. This is an extremely random post, isn't it. sorry. Well, yeah, I got my expander. Thats about it. I'll post more later.

Random, random, RANDOM!!!

hola peoples!!!
so, today I went to six flags/ great america!! I went with Katie, Linda, Abi, and Robin, whose blog I read but I have never met before (she was really nice, just so you know. =). we went on a lot of rides. I went on :

the teacup whats-it-called ride
the raging bull (awesome ride)
the American eagle
the demon
Superman
batman
a wet boat ride
the viper

and there might of been more, I'm not sure.
it was really fun though, and we ate a lot of cotton candy, and we walked a lot too.
now I'm going to sleep. Post More Later.

an all about me

I haven't done one of these for a while, but I decided to do one today.

"do you like" section.

Do you like skirts? depends, mostly not.
Do you like dresses? NO!!!!
Do you like pink? Hot pink, yes, light pink, not really.
Do you like sweat pants? Not to much.
Do you like short hair? on other people, sure, but I think I like long hair better on me.
Do you like fashion? not really, it changes to fast, and anyway, a lot of the fashions just look plain dumb.
Do you like to dance? not unless either
1. I am all alone in my room,
or
2. I am so tired and hyper I don't care about anything.

"What... "

What do you hate? Jerks who tell me to shut up, idiots, a messy room, not having done my homework, girly girls.
What do you love? Books, studying, friends.

"Favorites"

fav. color: Purple and Orange
fav. books: right now, Ordinary princess and Maximum ride
fav. song(s): right now, so what and hot 'n cold, basically anything ABBA, and Material girl.
fav. animal: mongooses!!

if you have a blog, if you want to use this "all about me, me, me ", go ahead. =D

things to fill in

I got this off of Catriona's blog.
I live.... in the basement (thats where my room is)

I work.... a lot, my school is HARD.

I talk... alot, alot, lol, ask anyone who knows me...
I look... worse now that I cut my hair... (just kidding, although I really do want to grow it really long... longer than it was.)

I smell... I don't know! stop asking me these questions!

I hide... in my dinky little wardrobe, which I can barely fit into!

I pray... that I won't fail the CLEP!!!!

I walk... up and down the stairs at least ten times each day.

I can... play piano, cook, sew, spin, do math, read, baby sit, homework, text Trilly for two hours, etc.

I watch... not that much TV, I could be doing other things, like annoying my brother, or reading, or doing something useful!

I learn... all kinds of things in school which I probably will never use in real life.

I daydream... a lot!! about all kinds of stuff!

I want... MAXIMUM RIDE BOOKS!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

I read... literally, anything, any time. I read road signs for Pete's sake!

I love... to type gibberish, listen to music, blog, duh, watch Harry Potter, read... etc.

I wonder... why blue is called blue, how language started. why is the sky blue and not hot pink? why my ipod switches songs when I tap it, etc. ( why people are total jerks sometimes)

I hurt... myself every morning trying to get upstairs for breakfast. I almost always run into a wooden rocking chair, or into the ladder for the reading loft.

I fear... that one day the sun will go, while I'm alive!

I hope... for a lot of things.

I eat... when I'm hungry

I drink... when I'm thirsty

I save... THE WORLD!!! (lol, just kidding.)

I hug... my friends.

I forgive... people a lot, probably more than I should.

I've learned... all kinds of things! like, addition. and subtraction. how about "what allowed settlers to move to the great plains?" (answer: barbed wire)

I have... all kinds of things which I really don't need, like random papers from magazines floating around in my bed room.

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today, today, today. today I went to the orthidontist, and I went to the park. we actually went to the park after the orthidontist, but I want to start there, so I will. save the questions for comments. so, we got to the park, and there was no one there, which was pretty disapointing, considering it was a park day for petes sake. you see, in summer, starting in May, my homeschool group has park days, which everyone comes to a certain park, and we all play. well, there was no one there, but we figured we might as well play. so, we played for about ten minutes, and then these two kids, Andrew and Jessica, they and their mom drove up. They got out of the car, and so we played with them. now, Andrew is only Christina's age, and Jessica is Kenneth's, but who cares, right? well, I played with Jessica. she is such a sweet, nice, child, or should I say, sweet, nice, talkative, and energetic. whew, they say that a child needs an hour of exercise outside everyday? with Jessica, more like, five minutes running around with her, that would work just as well. anyway, so I ran around for her for one and one half hours, and then we went home, and my mom took a walk with the dog. now, the orthidontist part. so, first we went to the orthidontist. I really like them, their office is this used-to-be house, and so it has this nice porch and everything. we went inside, and they were basically ready for me. well, you know in most waiting rooms they have all those late editions of magazines? well, this one has those as well, but they also have a TV, and it had this cooking show. well, the other assistants, for lack of a better word, well, they were all sitting in the waiting room, watching the cooking show, it was almost like a living room, which was pretty awesome. anyway, we went upstairs, and the orthidontist took a look at my teeth. so, the news is, the week after next (I think), I will get an expander. three months later they add the braces. six months after that, they remove the expander. I don't know when they are going to add the braces for my lower jaw, but they will eventually. then I need the braces for about twenty six months. whew. that is a lot of typing. anyway, since it is about my bed time, and since my fingers are getting sore, I think I will stop there.

six random things which make me feel good

I just now checked Neon Glitter/ Amber's blog, and I am going to do those six random things, right now! (mostly because I don't want to forget. =S)

1. A good book. Even if I have read it a thousand times (or so it seems), I always get scared when it's scary, and I Feel good when its happy.
2. rain. I know this sounds silly, but thunderstorms and rain make me feel safe.
3. little kids! I love little kids, and they love me! (seriously, I was at a park, and three little kids were following me around, just because I helped one of them climb onto a climbing rock)
4. my friends. Whether they are across the sea, like Amber and Vienna, or I see them almost once a week, like Cat and Sara, and sometimes Trilly, lol, I really like talking to, seeing, emailing, etc. them. ( I don't know whether Shelly is close to my house)
5. the piano. there is just something calming and happy about the piano. lol, thats also what I do when I'm angry. play the piano
6. shopping! especially shoes. I don't like the fashions right now, but Goodwill, and other places like that, where you never know what you are going to find, like, shell animals, or cool clothes, or just random barbie dolls with their hair cut off, its just fun. besides, better for the environment. oh, and DSW, shoes, I love that store!!!

so, now I suppose I have to tag people.
hmm, Trilly, ( trillythehomeschooler.blogspot.com ) or, she is on my blog list
Sara (also on my blog list)
Vienna (same)
and
Katie (same, although don't bother checking her blogs, she never posts.)