What is it with these kids?

           I'm not really complaining, I'm just curios.  Every single time I go to the park, and I mean every time, there is a little curios wonder (a kid) who comes and introduces him or herself.  It doesn't matter if I by myself or with ten other people, if its a park in the zoo or a golf course a little stranger is always there waiting for me to play with them.  One time I was with Aliese at a normal park, we were on our way out when this four year old boy comes up and starts talking like crazy.  He said that I was in an earth quake and that he has always wanted to cause an earth quake.  So the kid starts jumping up and down saying that he was giving the ants an earth quake.  He seemed quite happy because of it.  Then me Gracie and Aliese were playing Yahtzee and one of mom students younger sisters came through our bedroom door (which was tightly shut) and asked if she could play.

           Aliese:  We're almost done and then we can playing again with you okay?
           (she sighs, then nods)
           The creepy little girl:  One . . . two . . . three . . . four . . . five . . . .

            Remember this is Yahtzee so we're counting and stuff, and with this girl screaming ONE!!!  TWO!!!  THREE!!! In our ear, it isn't as fun.  Aliese asks her to stop.  She totally flips out on us!  Eventully she calms down.  Then she starts talking like 50 syllables per second.  She started talking about movies she highly advised us not to watch a certain movie that was "way to scary" and then told us every detail about it.  I role.  It was a nightmare.

           Okay most of them aren't that bad but oi, the ones who are?  (groan.)  Today me and Gracie are at  a drinking fountain before we go home to the park.  A little girl walks up.

           "Hi, I'm Audrey."

           Her voice was so quiet I could hardly hear her.

           "I'm Anna, it's nice to meet you."

            Then she shyly says  "Do you want to play with me?"

            And I sware her eyes get two times bigger.  She looks so desperate for a friend.  Gracie is still frozen, to scared to move.  The sun beating down on me, sweat burning on my skin.

          "I'm sorry, but we were on our way home."

           "Then maybe . . . maybe we can play next time?"

           "Sure."  I say, aalmost positive that we'll never see each other again.  She waves her hand and says "Bye Anna!"

           "Bye Audry!"  I say.  I come back home wondering why kids stick to me like lether.  Why do they all ask me to play instead of other kids their age?  Has this ever happened to you?

Are you tired of me yet?

Can I just say thank you to all of you who gave me names.  If you must know I 'm just writing a story, and I hate it when I read a book and one of my least favorite names is the main character.  So, I am here today (once again) for my story.  I need funny events that happened in your life.  Or embarrassing  moments, times when you felt stupid maybe.  For example, one time I got on the phone with my dad and  I could barly hear him.  So I went to Aliese and told her to turn it up when I relized I was holding the phone up side down.  It could be as small and simple as that or as complicated as you want.  Maybe some cooking mistakes or something like that, anything would be a big help.  I know what your thinking, I'm basically writing the story for you, why would you even write a story if you didn't have any ideas?  But believe me I have plenty of ideas, I just need a few more.
Thank you so much.  I can't wait to read your comments.

Oh, and remeber when I was thinking about writing int third person, bad idea.  My post would be nothing but this:

Anna (the most beautiful lady in the land) woke up.
Then Anna (the most beautiful lady in the land) decided to eat breakfast.
But then Anna (the most beautiful lady in the land) had to do school.
And she did that.
Till Anna (the most beautiful lady in the land) got a . . . .

And so on.  Now tell me you rather hear something like that, or something like my normal posts?  Never mind.

Attention, attention!!! I need your full concentration!

         This may sound stupid after the title, but I wanted to get your attention.  I have asked everyone I know and this is what I get "Uh . . . . " and that's about it.  I thought of it last night and I couldn't sleep all night so PLEASE DON'T FAIL ME NOW!!!  Now it's really gonna sound stupid.  I need some names, and it's not for the reason you think.  So there it is.  Now your saying oh Anna you nearly gave me a heart attack I was so worried and all you wanted was names?'  Okay hears the thing.  Everyone I have asked (accept little kids) give me maybe one name.  And buddy it drives me nuts.  The little kids would be enough but since there names are stuff like Cinderella, Ariel, Jasmine, and Nebacaniezer it doesn't work.  Not to mention, once they get going they never stop.  Seriously they don't even stop for breath.  So long story short do not write a comment unless you have three our more of your favorite names.  (your children's names do not count.)


        By the way I'm thinking of talking well . . . writing in third person like house elves.  "But Dobby had to come . . . . Dobby had to come to Harry Potter to warn him."  "Kreacher was watching."  (giggle.) 

In a trance

            I suppose Lizzie knows why I haven't been blogging, and maybe grandma.  It's Avonlea.  We have the first three seasons.  But buddy that is just not enough for me and my poor sisters.  We express our passion to have all seven seasons to Lizzie (who has all seven) and she says . . . wait . . . she says . . . . sigh.  Okay she says "You can barrow mine."  You do see of course, that we have memorized all the three seasons know them by heart and have a longing to go on and find out more about our beloved characters.  Felicity and Gus, we were just dieing to get to Felix and Izzy.  We got them all like two weeks ago and we finished the whole thing today.
             We were watching maybe one or two a day at first . . . . at first.  Than we got into the fifth season where everyone was grown up and all the future romances are planted.  Oh man, then it was four a day.  All I have to say is poor Steve.  We quoted them during dishes we daydreamed about living there, we talked about Felix and Izzy, and I played some of the lightmoteafs on the piano.  We were in love, we were completely out of it, we were in a trance.  I couldn't think straight during wish.  I didn't pay attention.  I was waiting and waiting and waiting for one episode in particular for a very long time.  And then it came . . . the second episode of the seventh season.  "Love is blind but neighbors ain't".  I knew from the title, of course that just made me lean forward more.  But as soon as it started, and I mean right after I pressed play me and Gracie jumped up and gasped the biggest gasp EVER.  It was indeed the episode that nobody except me and mom could remember.  The first scene was Felix and Izzy walking in a meadow together (Izzy was in a dress) they looked so perfect together.  I'm going to draw a picture of Felix and Izzy and right down all of there quotes around them.  I'm so excited.

           So there you have it . . . . I'm in a trance.



          And now I want to cry.  It's over, again. 

The prince with no name

   So I had this idea for a story and I need your help.  Desperately.  One of the best parts of writing a story is the names.  You get to pick out your favorite names for the characters.  Of course this is also one of the hardest parts in writing a story.  You know what I'm talking about?
   It's the hero, the prince charming (literally prince charming) I have three good names and I can't decide which one to do.  Dad, Aliese, Gracie, and Diane all have different opinions, this makes life pretty difficult.  So what do you think?

Cedric (and I'll figure out a good last name)
Ky Brix
Braxton Sky

    So . . . . there it is.  He's brave, strong, handsome, you know . . . . prince charming.  

A post about long, loud, high pitched screams

I find it very hard to start a post.


   Okay, I have decided to post about Aliese and the fun we have together.  Well . . . the fun I have playing with her.  When I say "playing" I mean teasing, and when I say "teasing" I mean scaring her.
   Aliese is not only easy to scare, but she is fun to scare.  In California we have a really dark hall, so when Aliese goes in the bathroom (which is at the end of the hall) I follow her.  When I hear the toilet flush, I put on this really serious and scary face expression, and wait.  Than she opens the door and see's the outline of a dark figure.  What does she do?  She screams.  Long, loud, hallarious, high pitched scream.

At times, I think Aliese is scared of me.

(evil laugh)

I am a green eyed girl get it?

Who?  Me.  Greens eyes.  I wouldn't mind if someone called me that, it's better then blue eyes anyway.


     Okay look, I have nothing against blue eyes I'm just proud I have green eyes.  At wish yesterday someone told me I had blue eyes.  "No, I have green eyes."  I say, than she says "Really?"  feeling very close to this person I say " No . . . I know what color of eyes I have, they are most definitely green, thank you very much."  she gets closer, than she says " No, no I think there blue."  ready to yell " I KNOW MY EYES BETTER THAN YOU SO BE QUIET!!!"  I said slowly so she could hear me clearly "Take my word for it."  she gets closer " Oh!  They are green!"  Oh wow I was right!  I knew what color of eyes I have!  I can't believe I'm that smart!  Duh.