Gobble Gobble!

Happy Thanksgiving!



Gobble gobble. Today was ahb-solutely ah-mazing!!! Ohk, so here is my story of the whole day!



I woke up around 830am still half asleep, very tired. Last night, I went to bed around 1030pm because we were getting ready for today. So I woke up and ate 'Apple Jacks' cereal. Two bowls, I think and then I went down stairs to listen to music. I listen to the same 4 songs every day. They are: Hands Off, Then I Woke Up, How Do You Like Me Now, and Parents Don't Understand;; all by The Clique Girlz. After about 915 I decided to take a nice, hot shower. It felt ah-mazing. After I got dressed, my mom yelled to me so I could do my chores and it bothered me because she never speaks calmly. So we fought for a little bit and I finally won. She cried and so did I but she speaks calmly and doesn't yell all her words anymore. So around 1pm, my whole family came over and we had a feast. I had 10 biscuts, turkey, corn, chicken wings, mashed potatoes, and lots of other stuff. Boy was I full after all that! I decided to sleepover my aunts that night so we left and went to her friends house where this ah-mazingly hawt 17 year old named Collin. I wished he talked to me more but he didn't. So now I am at my aunts house saying,

"Gobble Gobble! Happy Thanksgiving!"

Grown-Up Houses

During science class, my good friends Elanna and Nikki decided to grow up and have there houses next to each other.

Me and my best friend Lauren were walking around our neighborhood today, and we got to my dream house. It is tan with black shutters, a black door, and white sills. Lauren said, "Coolio. That is my dream house." And she pointed to the house next door. I automatically thought of Nikki and Elanna. Funny, huh?

Me and Lauren will be next door neighbors when we get older. I will have 4 pets! 2 cats, 1 dog, and 1 parrot.

Cats: Twix & Pumpkins
Dog: Iggy
Parrot: Crackers

Tah-dah!

The Rumor

Did anyone hear the rumors? Miley Cyrus is dead! Just kidding. A rumor was spread on the internet that Miley was killed in a car accident:


"Teen star of the hit Disney television series “Hannah Montana” Miley Cyrus appears to have died in a tragic car accident in the early hours of Friday morning. The young starlet was on her way to the filiming [sic] of the upcoming “Hannah Montanna” [sic] Series when her vehicle was reportedly hit by a large truck. Witnesses estimate that the colliding vehicle was travelling [sic] at “At least 55mph” and had “Run a stop sign.” Although rushed in a [sic] critical condition to Pacific Alliance Medical Centre [sic], the news broke quickly amongst reporters that the teen had succumbed to her injuries during surgery."

As soon as I saw this, I laughed. If you don't know that I HATE Miley Cyrus, then you need to know this. I am not mean enough to wish she was dead but this made me laugh hysterically. It made my day!

Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

Got Milk?

At lunchtime yesterday, I was having a great time. My friend Colby was talking about her unicorns and Courtney and Tyler were holding hands. Ahh, it was great. My friend Mike just had to come sit down next to Colby and steal her milk. He just had to, didn't he?

You may be thinking he poured it on you! Haha! He didn't. He laughed at a joke and slammed the milk down. And I just had to be sitting across from him. The milk got all over me: in my hair, my face, and even on my sweatshirt. It also got on my friend Katie. So we went to the bathroom to clean up, and yes, that means ditching class.

We changed all the clothes that got wet and washed our face. But we didn't have any shampoo to wash our hair so we just rinsed it. The hair, of course, still smelt like milk. Yuck! Mrs. Lovett, the evil Spanish teacher, yelled at us, but our friends had our backs.

Of course, the day I get wet is the day I had to leave school early and go to a orthodontist appointment. So I sat there while those weird people were fixing my mouth and they were all like, "Your hair smells like milk." I got pretty mad. I would just rather have them talk about my hair behind my back then say it right in my face, literally.

The Sunday Morning Scare

So this morning, around 830am, I decided to eat breakfast. While eating my Apple Jacks, I was thinking about ghosts, my new obsession, when all of a sudden there was this loud bang. My 1-year old cat, Marshmallow, came running through the dining room, into the kitchen, and ran out, to where I would not find him. I quickly got up and looked into the dining room. There lying down, on the table was the grandfather clock. My grandpa made this by scratch before he died in 1993.

So, the grandfather clock fell obviously. It hit the chair on the glass and the chair fell, letting the clock fall onto the table. The table was hit by the glass. Surprisingly, only a little piece of wood broke off. You would think the glass would have broken also. But, I think is that my grandfather's spirit was there to save it. My father agrees with me.

And now all I can say is, thank you.

Chucky

All my life, I have been scared to watch this movie. But, as I have grown, I am not as scared to watch horror movies. So Halloween 2008, I slept over my friend Jordan's house. Her family was having a party with lots of kids so we couldn't watch it until they left. Thankfully, it was on again that night. But what time was it on? 1am! So we stayed up until 230am watching this movie. It was pretty fun, yet very creepy. So to the right of this, is a picture of Chucky and Andy, the bravest 6 year old boy ever. I have only seen the 1st Child's Play, and soon hope to see Child's Play 2-6. I am getting creeped out now, all alone in my basement. I might as well go.

"Hi, I'm Chucky and I'm your friend til the end. Heidi- ho, hahaha."