Dorm Life

A thin wall separates the guy's dorm bathroom from our living room. And the guys know this, they know we can hear everything they say in the bathroom. Or at least they think we can only hear then when they shout. But this is not true, guys have some loud speaking voices. And we hear EVERYTHING they say in the bathroom. Also in the far bedroom, those girls are up against a guy's bedroom and can hear them talking in there as well. Or playing the guitar. So we have many stories of things we have heard the guys say in the bathroom. Some we do not wish to share. One though, cannot be helped but be shared.

I walked out into the living room to get a cup of water. Ever heard the the song 'So close' like ~I feel so close to you!~

So this is what I hear coming through the walls from the guy's bathroom.

"NAKED! I feel so naked!"

Sung, on key no less. I look at Allison the only other one in the living room. She is pulling her headphones out,

"What did he say?"

I just shake my head and laugh turning around and walking back into my room. A couple girls are on the floor talking.

"Do you want to hear something funny?"

They stop talking and are like ya?

"I heard Luke singing in the bathroom. He was singing, 'Naked, I feel so naked.'" 

There are shocked expressions and then the room fills with laughter.

"I'm scarred!"

"That's so disturbing!"

"And you know he was totally doing that dance too while he sang that!"

I couldn't help it, when I sing I dance and that song calls for dancing! I suppose you can guess what my dance was. I won't describe it to you. 

Needless to say we gave him a hard time about it the next day, he denied the whole thing. Lies.

WARNING: Estrogen Zone

You know you are in a girls dorm when you spend the whole night talking about boobs...when you should be studying for finals!

Dorm Life

This new thing we do in my dorm is when someone calls we pull an Elf,

"Hello Millender Dorm, what's you favorite color?"

Some people answer immediately and surprise everyone, others simply ask for the person they called for. We have started up a tally in the white board of all the colors people tell us, purple is winning. I'm very animate about who ever answers the phone to ask the valley's favorite color. Every time the phone rings and someone gets up to answer I shout, "Ask them their favorite color!" 

One time my dorm dad answered and considering his sense of humor he answers,

"Hello Sarah's dorm, what's your favorite color?"

Once he also answered the phone by saying,

"Hello estrogen zone, how can I help you?"

Being the only guy in a dorm of girls can be hard, we pray for his soul.

Finally I was able to answer the phone my self! 

"Hello Millender Dorm, what's your favorite color?"

The person, Joseph I figure out answers,

"...uh is Hayoung there?"

What a party pooper! I hand the phone to Hayoung who proceeds to talk to him in Korean and walk over the the door in the  laundry room that connects us to the guy's dorm. She yells at Joseph through the door and he yells back. I was actually quite offended that e hadn't answered my question so I walk into the laundry room as well. 

"WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?!?"

I shout at him. I honestly don't know what I expected to happen after that but it defiantly wasn't Joseph, the Korean gangsta of our school who has a bromance with another black gangsta to shout back at me,

"PURPLE!"

I was slightly shocked, in a good way, and then I laughed. I added another check to the tally for purple.

Daddy

Dad:

Here's your coffee.

Me:

But I just made tea.

Dad:

I know. And if you had made me tea then I wouldn't have had to make you coffee.      

Does my dad make sense...I suppose in his own loving way :)

Only my friends

Me:

There's a hello kitty car.

Cari:

We're gonna go hit up the bar?

That was for Reagan not you you FOU!

Matt cipped the ball, Nate got it, shot and scored. Everyone on his team started cheering except Matt who had an upset look on his face. He picked up the ball and chucked it at Nate,

"That was for Reagan!"

He screamed. 

Probably the funniest thing I've ever seen.

I love my sister

My sister...yes she is very protective haha not that she has any reason to be ;)

Interesting Night of Petit Peteaux

"So I'm sitting in church and I just all of a sudden remember Sarah saying, 'and then we just all die of cancer', and I started cracking up and it's the middle of church and I don't even know why I remembered that but I couldn't stop laughing!"

"And then I just fake my self out and loose the ball and next thing I know I'm hugging Sarah!"

"...did you hear that Sarah?"

I'm laughing too hard to speak.

"He's just like, 'nope forget soccer just give me a hug!'"

"I'm going to squirt this mustard IN YOUR EYE! Right in your eye!"

"Did you have a craving only soccer balls could satisfy, Amanda?"

"I don't even know what you're talking about!!"

"And Amanda's just like, 'what is going on, I don't understand! Why are you asking me if I ate your soccer ball?'"

...There was defiantly something in the air this night of petit peteaux!

Dude...like I'm on the bench

We were watching the guys volleyball game and this one guy gets subbed out and you know the game keep going on, well all of the sudden Cory hits the ball up  and he calls out,

"Karlin KARLIN!"

Like Karlin where are you?!? Because they've been doing this play throughout the game; Cory hits it, Karlin sets it up and Cory spikes it. And so Cory is all like Kalrin where are you I need you and Karlin yells out,

"I'm on the bench!"

That awkward moment when you set up a play for a guy who has been subbed out onto the bench and you don't even notice. Funniest thing ever! 

So we're playing soccer last night and I make a bad pass and I'm like,

"Dude you were supposed to be there, that was for you!"

And my friend just gives me a look and then is like,

"Karlin, KARLIN?!"

And I'm like,

"I'm on the bench!"

And we burst out laughing and nobody understands and it's great!

Just one of those guys

"A boy called me!"

I shout out to the girls in my dorm.

"A boy?"

"What?"

"What boy?"

Everyone crowds around and is all excited.

"Luke."

I say.

"Ahh."

Everyone lets out sounds of disappointment. 

"I though it was a real boy!"

...sorry Luke.

Friendship: Stronger than a Wipeout

Splash, splash, the rain beats against the pavement, collecting into huge puddles. There wasn’t a doubt in anyone’s mind that handball was cancelled and yet no one could resent the downpour of water and the gray sky. I can feel the cold water dripping down my face, splashing against my legs as I jump into the puddles and dance through the falling drops. The sound of the water falling from heaven fills the air accompanied by laughter and shrieks of joy.

I join my friends by the picnic tables, dogging flying balls and running kids. Somehow, not by any idea of mine, we end up trying to slide across the surfaces of the joined picnic tables, not surprisingly it doesn’t work. The screws in the table brake the slickness of the surface, and the person is as quoted, “screwed” when he tries to slide across the tables. Inspired by this, we head up the stairs to the art room, knowing that the rain has turned the whole landing into a giant slip and slide.

My feet slap against the wet tile as I race down the balcony, collapsing my legs, my butt hits against the slick floor and I glide over the tile, water spraying everywhere. Someone zips by me sliding on his stomach, bringing the image of a green penguin to mind. Swinging to my feet I press my self to the wall allowing others to skid by. Water sloshes against my legs and rain drips down my face as I take off across the landing again, I decide to dive into the tile, siding on my stomach, the impact of the dive sends me close to the stairs and sets the skin on my hipbones stinging.

More people join us and the balcony becomes crowded, people narrowly missing each other as they whiz by. Some people skid across on their stomachs, others on their butts, some even on their knees air guitars rocking. Someone comes close to going over the edge of the stairs; everyone screams, he catches himself and we all laugh from the adrenaline. I can feel a smile permanently plastered on my face, my cheeks stretching.

Sliding races ensue and we all hug the wall to allow a clear path. Slight apprehension fills my stomach as I run over the slick floor, knowing I could place my feet wrong and I would be sent flying. I drop back into a slide tackle, my arms in the air; my momentum ends and I roll into a crouch getting to my feet.

I glance up and see my friend take off running towards me; instinctively I press my self as close as I can to the wall. He hits the ground, his arms outstretched in front of him. I can tell he is coming straight towards me and yet I don’t think we will make contact because avoidance is the game here. My brain slows down as he tilts himself to the right, dimly I realize that this is different and he is going to hit me and there is nothing I can do to save myself. For a split second before impact I consider jumping over him. His body runs into my legs and all thoughts leave my head as my legs are sent flying backwards and for a second in time I am suspended in the air.

My right arm catches on the wall and my face and left hand smash into the slick, hard tile floor. In a way I know what has happened and yet I don’t really understand it fully in this moment. I can still hear the sick crack of my face hitting the tile. I roll over onto my back, untangling myself from the idiot, whose face is a mixture of shock and concern. My lip feels numb and swollen and my teeth ache, my forehead and hand are throbbing. I’m not sure what my face may look like, I may be smiling or I may be close to tears, honestly I can’t feel a thing, I’m still in shock.

People crowd around and different words of exclamation pour from their mouths’ asking if I am all right. A hand appears in front of my face and I swing my arm up to grab it. We fumble, both our hands’ being wet and my legs unsteady but I’m pulled to my feet. I assure everyone that I am fine and I know I’m laughing, though I can’t feel my face.

I walk over to the bench and take a seat. My friend shows me my reflection in her phone and my lip is huge, lopsided and bruised on the inside. I have a small cut on my cheek and slight discoloration along my eyebrow, but my hand is really what is stinging.

According to a witness I took the wipe out like a “man” and they are impressed. Not to have my rainy Friday spoiled by a little face-meets-floor, I continue to slide across the balcony a few more times and then I join a game of Red Rover and Tag.

In case you were wondering, or care, the idiot of a friend does not get away scot-free from his little slid tackle and is continuously harassed by multiple people over the next couple of days. I on the other hand am harassed by a massive headache and pain in my whole face but drugs help!

On Sunday morning someone walks up to me and asks how I am doing, they had seen me on Friday and they say, “first you were getting to your feet, then you were like this against the wall, next thing I saw was your face hitting the floor”.

Despite the tragic accident though, it was still one of my best Fridays ever and as the title suggests friendship is stronger than a total wipe out. Even a newly formed, only two-week long friendship, but then again I am very forgiving. 

Scream-O B-Day Song/dorm style

In the dorms anytime someone has a birthday the kids from the other dorms go over, sit the birthday person in a chair, crowd around them in a circle and scream happy birthday to them at the top of their lungs. So tonight a guy downstairs in the boy's dorm had his birthday. After our dorm bonding handball game we walked into the guy's dorm, dripping with sweat, rang their dorm bell ten thousand times and called out to Alex. We were told he was hiding in his room. Two boys game out dragging Alex between them. Abby grabbed a chair and dragged it to the middle of the room. We sat him down and handed him a yellow stuffed duck to hold, against his wishes and with great protest. His dorm dad brought out his camera. All 19 sweaty girls got in a circle around Alex and hucked arms. Then we started screaming. It was the most high pitched and loud sound I have ever heard! My throat was cracking. I started laughing so hard I couldn't continue screaming, and my ears were ringing. It was probably one of the funniest things I've ever experienced. All the guys flooded out of their curtained off hall, and the looks on their faces were priceless! I love dorm life!

Musical Chairs in History

We play musical chair in history...but not on purpose...everyday we walk into class and not like normal people who sit in the same chairs as they did before No, We switch it up. There are tables of four and we switch between tables and who we sit with in the tables. I can not imagine what our teacher is thinking. In no other classes do the students always sit in different chairs. I'm sure it doesn't help him remember people's names when we are always in different seats. Every time we walk in and get in a different seat I see the teachers face and its laughable. He is so confused and I'm sure he just doesn't know what to do with our class. It's quite funny, and yet I'm confused by it too. I suppose our class just doesn't like to sit by the same people. 

New development:

Our teacher finally got tired of us sitting in new seats everyday that he finally assigned seats for us. I'm not sure weither to laugh or be sad.

Poetry is not what you read

I walk into my room and my room mate looks up from the poem she is reading,

"Okay just to be clear this poem is about a girl who is super cold and wants to die, right?"

....there is a pause and then I burst out laughing. She starts laughing too.

"I'm totally wrong aren't I?"

"ITS ABOUT A WASP!"

I finally manage to get out through my laughter. 

"What?", She looks down, "That totally makes more sense!"

I walk back in a couple minutes later and she pulls out her head phones and said,

"This is so much easier knowing this is about a bug!"

I just laugh because really, it is!

Amazing Beauty

We were driving through town and I was listening to my iPod and Amazing by Kayne West came on. Something about that song completely changes how you see everything. The city of St. Louis, Senegal is nothing great. But when you look out the window and this song is playing it adds a certain air to the way the people move, the building stand and even the goats eating trash have a majestic amazing air. The song lent a purpose and peculiar fearing to the people of Senegal. The way they moved was transformed simply by the tune of the song. The car bumped along the road to the beat of the drums. The buildings were beat down and plain but they were suddenly filled with a new line of beauty, beauty in that they were sting and still standing and aged. The music you play can change your whole out look on life, if you just let it carry you away. Now everytime I drive through the town I turn on Amazing, and just watch how it changes everything I see. It is beautiful. 

The surprises of Life

I'm giving relationship advice to my best friend's ex-boyfriend. I really never though it would come to this in my life. At least not so soon.

Can't hear you at all as I shut this door

I'm standing in the door way as I try to take a picture of the rain, I turn around to find three of the plumber guys standing in the stares staring at me in their slouched positions. One speaks and points to his ear, I can't hear a thing with the rain and my music playing. 

"Quoi?"

I ask as I shut the door to the living room with me in it. I'm not even pretending to be listening. They had a margin of .01 seconds to get their words across. I gave then that at least. 

Gum in my nose

Austin stuck gum up his nose to counter the smell of sewage. It looks like he has buggers coming from his nose. That's my brother over there, yes, with the gum that looks like buggers sticking out of his nose. Hopefully he can get the gum out, it's not like we can go to the emergency room though that would be a laugh. 

"So what is the emergency here?"

"My brother has gum stuck up his nose."

"What? Gum? Why is gum stuck up his nose?"

"He was using the mint smell of it to counter the sewage scent."

"The mint has to burn."

"Probably."

"Gum in his nose? On purpose."

"That's my brother."

"I'll call the doctor."

Picks up phone.

"Paging doctor Patrick to room five. A kid has gum stuck up his nose."

Doctor:

"Not again. I'll be right there."

It bites...it's inanimate

My dad hands me this metal rim thing to bring inside. 

"Careful it'll bite."

Me-

 "It will bite? What the crap!"

Austin- 

"Yes it will bite."

...not sure what to do with that? Should I drop it? 

Did YOU forget anything?

We are leaving these people house and Daniel walked out after Austin,

"Austin did you forget anything?"

"No."

"Austin did you forget anything?"

"No."

"Austin did you forget anything?"

"No."

My mom:

"Daniel where are your shoes?"

"Oh." 

Haha wow and he was the one nagging when he didn't even notice that he shouldn't be feeling sand in between his toes!

Random comment

"Ya I've been working out so I'm taller."

.....what? 

Eavesdropping.

Simple Beauty

"It makes it more colorful, I kind of like the graffiti."

-Jonathan

Great words of wisdom from a kid. In a country where it is all brown and sandy he find the beauty in the color from the graffiti. 

Monster under the bed

Bella goes under the bed and she just lays there and waits for her victims. I'm just walking around the room and if I pause too close to the bed she pops out and licks my feet. Of course it completely takes me by surprise because I don't know she's under there and I don't know she's going to lick me. And so I make this weird,

"Wahh."

Sound and my moms like,

"What?"

And so it happened again and I was still surprised and I still made the sound. Now I'll be sure to not pause too close to the bed. Because she's a waitin'. 

Take Off

Take Off:

My brother's feet are propped up on the arm rest of the chair in front of him. My mom's feet are planted against the wall in front of her. I'm sitting criss cross apple sause. It's like ya, we're making ourselves at home, don't mind us, frequent flyers. We know how to get comfy on a plane! 

Moments of embarrassment turned funny over time

A moment of great embarrassment in my life. For days I couldn't look at the picture or think about it with out my whole face heating up. Now I purposely found the picture and I consider it an extremely funny memory.

I was sitting in class with my friends on what was probably the last day of school. Our teacher gave us free time and we were all playing games and taking pictures. One of the girls came up to me and said she wanted a picture with me. Just me, not my friends. So she grabs me and pulls me over to where try we're taking pics. Then she says, oh can Saad be in the picture too. And I'm like, okay whatever. Then she just leaves me standing by him and the dude with the camera is like smile and in like what the crap and Saad poses and pus his hand on my back and I'm just like smiling like its nothing and every one is watching us and I can see my teacher in the back ground giving me this 'what the crap' look like, why are you taking a picture with him Sarah, what are you doing? And I'm just like yes my cheeks are burning and I feel so awkward and the picture is done and I walk back to my friends and everything dissolves and my friends are like....well that was weird. And I'm like ya. And my other friend is like, I knew that was going to happen because I saw them looking at you and talking and then Sara walked over here and Saad jut stood there. And I'm all like, some friend you are! You could have warned me! And then I practically melted into the wall and wouldn't look at anyone the rest of the class period and I checked Facebook everyday to see if the picture was posted and when I finally saw it I practically died. My friends all thought it was funny. And now so do I but at the time...it was horrible! In case you're curious...here's the picture.

He's such a creep. 

Mail box Placement

I guess gas stations need mail boxes too!

Ghosting

These four people were doing ghosting. It's where you follow a person with out then knowing and you see how many people join. They invited us to join them and so we did. And this one dude we follow it was like for 10 minutes and he even took a picture with us in the background. It was great! He later joined us and video taped our line and everyone was video taping and these dude with camera hats got us on their camera and it was awesome! Everyone was giving s high fives! :) it was seriously great! This one dude saw us and started running around people and stuff and we followed and it was hilarious because he was like "What I thought we were doing follow the leader!" And ten this older man saw us following him and we were doing choo choo hands and we joined us once he realized it was so funny! 

Usher V.I.P

Yes Usher came to Life :) 

Minions

Minion fire hydrants.

I'm in charge!

When ever our leader leaves he always is like,

"Okay who's in charge.." And says someone's name and is like,

"No! Sarah's in charge!"

And leaves. And I'm like...what? Why me? And everyone's like ahh, he's picking favorites! And I'm like what did I ever do! Later we were talking about how we have more freedom than other groups and I say,

"It's because they trust us."

My friend is like,

"No they trust you, Sarah!"

Deaths stay with you forever

This lady just used the time her dad died as a point of referencing her life. At first I wondered why she was saying that, its a bit morbid and how it would concern us to know she left after the summer her dad died and I was think how simply she said that, with out much sadness and then i realized that she is using that as a reference to how things happened because it was such a significant, important, and life changing thing and that is why she is referencing it and using it as a point to remember the time line of the things in her life. Because it was a moment in her life she would never forget and that is why people use deaths to remember the order of other events happening.

Packing...the battle against Chaos to find the Order

Packing...it's so chaotic! I remember a simpler time when leaving for another country was so simple! But then again I've never had to completely move those times. I just want very thing to fit and weigh right so that I can relax. Why do I kill my self. Everything jut looks more messy and unorganized! What do I do!??? What is all this useless junk and trinkets! Why do I have so many clothes and yet can never find anything to wear!?!? I battle against chaos offend. Because that's what packing is. It's battling against chaos to find order again in the end. And then, you're won....for the time being. Unpacking is so much easier!

The Toy Sword

I have a wall covered in swords of different make size and country. When ever my cousin comes over he's always drawn to my room and always plays with my swords and takes them from the wall. My brothers of course join in and they are just as excited as my cousin. I realize that I never allow them to touch my swords or come in to my room even. But when my cousin is over I don't mind as much if they stay in my room for an hour acting out huge tragic battle sense of the best and quickest way to kill someone. Even when the bust my lights out and brake my granite handle. And I see that same excitement that boys get when they are allowed to touch this fascinating weapon that completed and magnified there masculinity. That simple joy of play with weapons that boys get. And I see that my brothers are just as excited as my cousin to be playing with the swords because they never can. And finally I have to kick them out and put everything back. But maybe the real fun is in the company. In coming up and comparing different ways to kill the enemy and different ways each man from every countries' words would be before they shoot someone with a pistol from Pirates of the Caribbean. Though I know if I left Austin in my room he would still make up his own epic battle all on his own as still have the time of his life. I don't know if this joy will last him his whole life or if maybe it's just one of those boy things. But I have a feeling that even the oldest man will turn into an ecstatic little boy when he picks up a sword and remembers the day he played with a small wooden sword with the other boys and the joy in it. It's not violent it's something else. It's natural and apart of them and it's their nostalgia and their special place. And I pity the man who never got to play with their pretend swords and have mock battles. Because every boy should. And I will make sure my children have the best mock battles ever and I will be sure to join in. And I know my husband will get the same look of pure happiness and fascination when he picks up his fake sword to battle with the equally joyful children. No matter how much a kid can love video games he will always pick up that you sword.

Pile of Clean Clothes

Cody likes to sleep on my clean clothes. I guess it's my fault for leaving them on the floor but come on how am I supposed to find any clothes when theya re stuffed in a laundry basket. And don't even try to tell me to put them in my drawers because I do and then we go on a trip and I have to pack them all and then they get dirty and they are just in the wash AGAIN!! It's like this never ending cycle, they're dirty, they're clean for a sec, they're dirty again! I can't take it!!!!! So I just leave them on the floor. Untill we go on a trip and I have to fold them and put them in my suitcase. But at least Cody benefits. He's not able to get on to my bed, so he has to sleep somewhere till

I can put him on my bed. And at least this way he sleeps on my clothes instead of in my parents closet. I'll just leave the pile there. Then I can find him.

I don't even know...

Okay sometimes I'm such a slow eater. It's like I've been caught in this super slow time stream and I can only go as fast as it lets me while everyone else is going the normal speed. Like I can feel my limps responding slowly and like their moving through maple syrup but it's in my brain. And I can only put so much food in my mouth at a time before I have to stop and just stare out into the space that everything occupies and contemplate the strangeness of the universe. Like why is every fruit shaped differently? And why does our bodies have this self preservation thing where if you're pregnant and the baby isn't growing right your body gets rid of it! How crazy is that? It's like we have our brain that controls our mind and the movements that we make but like everything else is just controlled by some other brain thing in our body that fixes us when we're sick and kills stuff in our body that our defective and thy digests our food. Like I don't consciously digest my food! And I don't make myself breathe. It just HAPPENS!!!! Anyways, yes I can't eat my food fast sometimes. And I'm just stuck sitting at the table for and hour slowly eating at my tiny bowl of rice and chicken and veggies. I think it's my brain-body thing that knows my stomach can only take so mic food at a time and so it takes control of my mind and stuff and makes me eat more slowly and makes me stop after so many bites! I tell you, it's not aliens or zombies we have to worry a out, and it's especially not vampires, it's our brain-bodies! They will soon take over everything for the survival of man kind! And they are brutal because if something is defective they KILL IT!!! But the strong and healthy will survival according to the Brain-Bodies! 

The WAR!!!!

My brother and I are talking about his remote control little tank and how now it only goes in circles.

Me- 

"It's the war. He's gone crazy now because of the war, like Merdock!"

Austin- 

"Ya other people complained on amazon about how after a few days their tanks just went in circles too."

Me- 

"It's the war man, the war's done it!"

Austin- 

"Has the war done it to you too, Sarah?"

Me- 

"....I'm going to ignore that."

The art of eating past stuffed

I'm trying to make my cousin not throw up on me in a restraint.

"Put your hands above your head."

"Im so full! I'm going to throw up."

"Put your hands above your head."

"Ugh, wait."

"Kory! Put your hands above your head."

He does it. 

"Oh this actually feels much better!"

I laugh,

"I know what I'm talking about Kory."

He laughs,

"You know the randomist things!"

Ya I know how to keep eating even when my stomach says its full...I love food.

And earlier.

"Drink a little of your drink, it helps fill up a little more more in your stomach so you can eat more."

He drinks some,

"I've suddenly found more space to eat!"

"Told you!"

Surfing

I'm super excited about surfing again!!!! :D I've got my board, my wetsuit, my rash guard and shorts if the water is warm enough, and my awesome surfer hair!! :) 

Coke a Cola

I've never realized how much people love Coke a Cola till we've just moved thousands of pounds of boxes in the sweltering heat and their is no other soda except what I have in my hand. My cousin even offered me money just to give him a sip! And my aunt sighed when she saw my soda,

"In a glass bottle too!"

She said. Everyone else got hopeful faces when they saw my bottle and asked if I had more or where I had gotten my soda from! I felt like a king, lavishly dressed and bulging beneath my belt and they the starving peasants hungering for even a simple morsel of food. It was quite empowering and yet demoralizing as well. It didn't make my Coke taste any less sweet though. Coke is always amazing, especially in a glass bottle and with a hint of lime. This is a coke apresiation post :)

Oh and pizza! I LOVE pizza! :D

Probably two weeks later we're in my room and my cousin looks over and says this to me;

"Liar! It's my last one!"

Second of perplexity, realize where he's looking at and the words connects. I grin. He saw my stash of coke bottles and realized I lied the last weeks ago about only haveing one bottle. 

Children.

A dog runs by the window, a couple minutes later a group of kids run by screaming...

I'm SOOO bored!!!

I'm braving the heat and the bugs so that my parents can't find me. And so I have plausible deniability if they call me and I say I was outside and couldn't hear them. My phone is going to die soon...I'm going to die...if I don't melt first.

Crap it didn't work, I can still hear them calling me. Man that woman has a set of lungs!!!  

I should just join Cody! 

And dieeee!!!!!

No I'm not trying to kill my sister...whaaa

I think I seriously scared her. I scared myself too...man I'm good!

Cody the Cutie!

Isn't it cute how dogs love just lying in the sun :) and jut soaking up that warmth.

And ten it just too hot and they've had enough soaking in the sun and just go in the shade.

Bubble Wrap Roll

Look what I have found!!!!!!

MUHAHAHAHA IM SOOO EXCITED TO POP THEM ALL!!!!!! >:D

We are so strange

What I talk about on messenger:

Which are the best Cartoon Network characters

First: Bugs Bunny

Second: Donald Duck 

And how much Mickey Mouse sucks...we're both 16. 

Brother's usefulness is menial

My brothers are gone:

"WHERE ARE MY SLAVES!!!!!"

My sister: "Oh is that why the house is such a mess. Now I know why we need brothers so we can boss them around and be their slave masters."

Me: "YES!!!!!! That's what I use them for."

Walks with my Dog

I'm on a walk with my dog. And you know how after dog do their business yet do that digging thing in the dirt with their back legs. So I'm sanding there and Cody poops and then he does the digging thing and almost hits me in the face with a small rock...watch where you kick those thins will you Cody! 

Usually he runs ahead and sniffs around and stuff. Well Cody is scard of loud noises and so it's kind of thundering in the distance and so this time he's practically walking on my feet. Haha he's scard of the loud noise and so he won't walk far away from me. 

I walk up to him and he's eating at the grass. And then he runs ahead of me because he can't e walking behind me. Then Coy stops and starts coughing and I'm like ya, grass doesn't taste so good does it!!! 

We get to the house right when it starts raining, our timing is perfect!!!! 

All Alone

I feel like an only child. Both my brothers are at a sleep over and my sister works from 8 till 5. I'm not sure if I like the feeling or not. I defiantly feel special and like all my parents hopes and dreams are riding on my tiny shoulders and if I fail then the world will explode. WHO CARES!!!! :D

Just me and my dog!

My mom

"Ugh this one has mold too!!!!"

"No that's just flour, see."

"Okay."

"Look you can smell it and find out, see its—that's mold."

"WHAT?!?"

Soccer with out Shin Guards is the end of shorts season

I played soccer the other day and I decided I didn't need to wear my shin guards because I would just look stupid because no one else would be wearing them. Dumb yes. My cousin decided to step on my leg, when it was just lying on the  ground, in his American football Cleats and then slide. 

Yup...and then he did it again...

What you can't see on the second one is that it's a goose egg type thing, it's raised. 

I used to have beautiful legs.

Oh yes I remember when my legs were pretty, it was just yesterday! >: and now they're destroyed!!!!!

The Drawer

I have this drawer in my room that I just put stuff I don't know what to do with in it. Over time it just accumulates more and more stuff till its just full of this random junk! I like to think of it as my hoarder drawer or my Jack of all Trades drawer. 

A couple of things in the drawer:

It even has candy in it, like those chocolate money coins. 

My old passport. 

60 dollars worth of iTunes money

Chargers

Candles

Small speakers

Matches

A watch

Gum

Old receipts 

Glow in the dark stickers

iPhone cases

3D glasses, like 5 pairs

A picture of me and my sister

Pencils and pens

A letter opener

This sharp part of a sword hilt

The movie The Warrior's Way

A creepy eye reading light

A broken part of sunglasses 

A ring

My empty pill case....it's empty...oh no how long has it been since I had my pills...is that why there are floating baby heads that giggle not to mention are bigger then my house....no I'm sure that's normal I'll be fine. 

Rainbows

I have this weird talent for seeing Rainbows. Some how it started a while ago and I can't go a week with out seeing some kind of rainbow! I believe it's God's way of telling me that everything is going to be alright, that He's not going to "flood the world ever again", or in other words He's not going to flip everything upside down, or destroy my world again. He's telling me in the way that I would understand that things are all better now and that my life is going to be full of Rainbows. It's the little things that brighten your day. And when I see a Rainbow it can't help but make me smile and know that things are good! Because I mean Rainbows are fascinating and beautiful!