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Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Yea I tricked my way to get my beloved paragraphs back (Boo-ya biatch)

Look at me! I'm in another paragraph! Take that, blog!

Moving on, my week. Condensed like most Cambell Soups but still Mmm Mmm Good.

Sunday- We got their before my other cousins left (the cousins wish a ka-jillion kids). It was nice seeing some of them for those few hours before they left.
Melissa and I got attached to each other. She's going it to 'pwee skoo' this year.
Lizzy...I have just enough brattyness in me to retaliate to hers. She kept picking on me...an 8 year old picking on me. WTF? She would purposely spill some of her pop on me, try and take my beloved hat, she would spray this candy spray that was supposed to go in my mouth and paint my tongue...ALL OVER MY FACE INSTEAD. She was like one of the children of the corn! But she wanted me to come home with them because she was having so much fun with me. She was picking on me that lil shit lols. Ugh..i wanted to throw her in the lake but I just gave her a taste of her own medicine with my own batch of witty comebacks, good enough for her to understand, not get hurt and cry, and to comfort my temptation to smack her in the head.
Charlie, 13, wants to go fishing with me. He always used to tackle me and we'd beat each other up. Now we just talk.
Tony, 10 or 11, he kept giving me things...and I was like no thats okay thats yours..and he was like no you have it.
Jessica, 14, is really cool and we talk about volleyball and our schools.
Rosemary, 1, is such a cute baby. She lets me hold her without a fuss and talk to her.
Amanda, 16, she never came out till they left. She didnt talk to me much.

Whenever I see these cousins, I feel so wanted. The lot of them (except Amanda) get so excited to see me and they just make me feel so loved. I have never seen anybody get so excited to see me. But they make it like I am some kind of celebrity, and it's always so nice to have that feeling once in a while.

Monday- Swam all day. Inbetween I sunned but I mostly swam because sunning gets really hot and boring after a while

Tuesday- Same, this time I raked weeds from our swimming area. My other cousins arrived (Iowa). We lit off fireworks galore. I found out you could bury them with the wick sticking out and still light it. It still goes off and it blows sand everywhere...most definately awesome! Then we would throw them in the water and make the water shoot up. Yes, we are offical pyros.

Wed- Put my suit on and went swimming. We went fishing on the boat and caught some fish. Let the dogs loose and play with us. Then my dog Max ran off and didnt come back when we called. So when she returned a little bit later, we had to tie her up again (dad's rules). As we were leaving on the paddle boat again, Max was tied to the pier and as we were paddling away, she put her little paw on the boat as we were goin as if an attempt to stop us and ahh..it broke my heart she had to be on time out. We played with more firecrackers...blew up this fish...it was AWESOME!!!

Thurs- We went swimming again and made this voice up and wow that was freakin funny. It sounded like a mix of Stewart from Mad TV and then what Chris Tucker might of sounded like as a child. Drew, the oldest of the two, is two years younger than me. He almost blew me up again. He lit a firecracker and threw it in the wind and it blew up right in front of me. HEY-ZEUS that scurred the shit outta me!

Fri- Went fishing on the boat, caught alot of bass but no keepers. Found another good fishing spot on the lake. Bonded with my cousin without the littler one shadowing me. Zoe is the littler one. She is so dramatic. She will trip on something and fall...and make it like she fell from a building. She will cry so much for such a little thing as a scrape...she is just a lil too prissy for me. She likes to fish..but she cant put a worm on, take a fish off, reel a fish in, or even cast w/o help. She bugs me with her unnecessary dependencies and overly dramaticness. And Drew, the saint of a brother he is, puts up with it. She will hit him for no reason, kick, yell at him, make him help her do easy things, and he deals with it patiently. I dont know he does it, but i cant find that patience. Especially when she throws Drop Pops at me..

Drew put a bottle rocket at the front of our rowboat horizontally. And he lit it and conviently, the wind blew it to where it was aiming right at us. So I yelled "GET DOWN!!" and we shot down on our stomaches as it whistled right over us and popped right over our heads...Christ Almighty dude...that kid's gonna kill me one of these days. Thats not the first time he almost blew me up..the time before..and then when he first was allowed to light fireworks with me. He light a cherry bomb and went to throw it and he ended up throwing it backwards. It landed right on my shoulder and i quickly flicked it off...::shivvers::

Oh but my near death experiences are even done! We were setting the table and we ran out of knives. There were some steak knives in this kit we had on top the frigerator. I told him to get them and he was like "No im in the bathroom." which he was but dude, he's almost 6 foot...he can reach them. So I try and get them and I got most of them until i went to reach for one and it slipped from my hand and fell sharp side down towards my face. I did this whole Matrix move and bent backwards and it just grazed my chest. OH MY GOSH DUDE I FLIPPING WET MYSELF! I could just picture what it might of looked like if the knife went thru me...ugh the blood ::faints::

Sat- the sad 'see you laters' and such. It's such a bummer because Drew and I get along so well. We are like brother and sis best friends. If he lived around here, we'd prolly hang out a lot and hed get along with my friends cuz we're just like each other. We're like the dynamic duo together. When I drive, im gonna visit. We'll hang out and blow shit up. Dude, Drew and Mike would get along. And those two are some of my best guy friends. Cept Drew's my cousin and is part of the Civil Air Patrol. Nerddddd...haha jk.

Sun- Packed and left. Got home and listened to the most messages I ever recieved at once in my life! I had 5 messages! And I was listening to my friend Jess' and then the doorbell rang and my ma got it and guess who was at the door? Jess lols. Weird shit dude. I literally just got home and I didnt even unpack my stuff from the car. All I did was go pee and check the messages...damn good timing to stop by!

We went to Julia's and she was at work. So we talked to her mom for an hour or so then we realized "wow...julia isnt even home and we are still here...we are having a conversation with her mom? Whoa nuts!" But we didnt leave cuz of that, we left cuz she had to be home at 4. So we went back to her house and watched Bridget Jones' Diary. I saw that movie before a long time ago and I didnt remember it besides the granny panties and the end. Mind you, when I saw it the first time, I was still in that shock stage where I would turn all narcoleptic at the sex/nudie scenes. I would suddenly pretend i was sleeping and conviniently wake up right after they were done. Yea...I was a dork...but I didnt want my mom to know I saw that stuff or knew about it or whatev...it was just easier pretending to be naive.

This time, I was with my friend and her ma...and I was almost compelled to turn narcoleptic but I resisted...Im older now. ANd I got the movie this time...it was a lot funnier the second time around and when I got older lols.

I told her mom about my sex/nudie scene narcolepsy and she laughed at me. Then we ate Macaroni and watched part of Ocean's Eleven...I never really got into that movie...I just like Brad and George. So I drew this crazy insane cartoon. Who shall get it? They shall see.

Played with Meu, the pretty little kitten. Everyone has a kitten but me =( I cannot have a pretty little kitten. I feel punished because I cant. My dad is allergic to little kitties. But this tiny kitty was named Meu (pronounced Me-u like the little kitty noise) and it has grown since i saw it. Its all mis-shapen because all that has grown are it's legs. So its a kitten with long legs. And the kitten would let me hold it like a baby and carry it. We would play and play and it would bat at my feet and its a cute kitty.

Then it would bring little toys into the room we were in to play with. He was first playing with a wiffle ball and it rolled under the entertainment center. It tried getting it for about 5 minutes then ran off. It found a tennis ball and played with that but his claws were long and would get stuck to the ball so that didnt work. Meu ran under the couch and batted at my heels and played peek-a-boo with me. It would bat my heel and poke its head out to see me then scurry under. Then it would bat my other heel and do the same. After that, he ran outta the room. Ten minutes later he dives in the room with this random plastic bag and is wrestling it. He gets inside the bag and i save his life from being suffocated (oh i woulda cried if he did). Then he played with big silly Gracie, Jess' black lab.

I had to go at 10:30 cuz her parents took the car meaning my ma would have to pick me up. And I said good bye to Jess, Meu, and Gracie...it was hard...I got really attached fast.
I want a little kitten =((((((((((((((((((((((((

Jenny at 5:11 PM

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Wednesday, August 04, 2004 Yea I tricked my way to get my beloved paragraphs back (Boo-ya biatch) Look at me! I'm in another paragraph! Take that, blog! Moving on, my week. Condensed like most Cambell Soups but still Mmm Mmm Good. Sunday- We got their before my other cousins left (the cousins wish a ka-jillion kids). It was nice seeing some of them for those few hours before they left. Melissa and I got attached to each other. She's going it to 'pwee skoo' this year. Lizzy...I have just enough brattyness in me to retaliate to hers. She kept picking on me...an 8 year old picking on me. WTF? She would purposely spill some of her pop on me, try and take my beloved hat, she would spray this candy spray that was supposed to go in my mouth and paint my tongue...ALL OVER MY FACE INSTEAD. She was like one of the children of the corn! But she wanted me to come home with them because she was having so much fun with me. She was picking on me that lil shit lols. Ugh..i wanted to throw her in the lake but I just gave her a taste of her own medicine with my own batch of witty comebacks, good enough for her to understand, not get hurt and cry, and to comfort my temptation to smack her in the head. Charlie, 13, wants to go fishing with me. He always used to tackle me and we'd beat each other up. Now we just talk. Tony, 10 or 11, he kept giving me things...and I was like no thats okay thats yours..and he was like no you have it. Jessica, 14, is really cool and we talk about volleyball and our schools. Rosemary, 1, is such a cute baby. She lets me hold her without a fuss and talk to her. Amanda, 16, she never came out till they left. She didnt talk to me much. Whenever I see these cousins, I feel so wanted. The lot of them (except Amanda) get so excited to see me and they just make me feel so loved. I have never seen anybody get so excited to see me. But they make it like I am some kind of celebrity, and it's always so nice to have that feeling once in a while. Monday- Swam all day. Inbetween I sunned but I mostly swam because sunning gets really hot and boring after a while Tuesday- Same, this time I raked weeds from our swimming area. My other cousins arrived (Iowa). We lit off fireworks galore. I found out you could bury them with the wick sticking out and still light it. It still goes off and it blows sand everywhere...most definately awesome! Then we would throw them in the water and make the water shoot up. Yes, we are offical pyros. Wed- Put my suit on and went swimming. We went fishing on the boat and caught some fish. Let the dogs loose and play with us. Then my dog Max ran off and didnt come back when we called. So when she returned a little bit later, we had to tie her up again (dad's rules). As we were leaving on the paddle boat again, Max was tied to the pier and as we were paddling away, she put her little paw on the boat as we were goin as if an attempt to stop us and ahh..it broke my heart she had to be on time out. We played with more firecrackers...blew up this fish...it was AWESOME!!! Thurs- We went swimming again and made this voice up and wow that was freakin funny. It sounded like a mix of Stewart from Mad TV and then what Chris Tucker might of sounded like as a child. Drew, the oldest of the two, is two years younger than me. He almost blew me up again. He lit a firecracker and threw it in the wind and it blew up right in front of me. HEY-ZEUS that scurred the shit outta me! Fri- Went fishing on the boat, caught alot of bass but no keepers. Found another good fishing spot on the lake. Bonded with my cousin without the littler one shadowing me. Zoe is the littler one. She is so dramatic. She will trip on something and fall...and make it like she fell from a building. She will cry so much for such a little thing as a scrape...she is just a lil too prissy for me. She likes to fish..but she cant put a worm on, take a fish off, reel a fish in, or even cast w/o help. She bugs me with her unnecessary dependencies and overly dramaticness. And Drew, the saint of a brother he is, puts up with it. She will hit him for no reason, kick, yell at him, make him help her do easy things, and he deals with it patiently. I dont know he does it, but i cant find that patience. Especially when she throws Drop Pops at me.. Drew put a bottle rocket at the front of our rowboat horizontally. And he lit it and conviently, the wind blew it to where it was aiming right at us. So I yelled "GET DOWN!!" and we shot down on our stomaches as it whistled right over us and popped right over our heads...Christ Almighty dude...that kid's gonna kill me one of these days. Thats not the first time he almost blew me up..the time before..and then when he first was allowed to light fireworks with me. He light a cherry bomb and went to throw it and he ended up throwing it backwards. It landed right on my shoulder and i quickly flicked it off...::shivvers:: Oh but my near death experiences are even done! We were setting the table and we ran out of knives. There were some steak knives in this kit we had on top the frigerator. I told him to get them and he was like "No im in the bathroom." which he was but dude, he's almost 6 foot...he can reach them. So I try and get them and I got most of them until i went to reach for one and it slipped from my hand and fell sharp side down towards my face. I did this whole Matrix move and bent backwards and it just grazed my chest. OH MY GOSH DUDE I FLIPPING WET MYSELF! I could just picture what it might of looked like if the knife went thru me...ugh the blood ::faints:: Sat- the sad 'see you laters' and such. It's such a bummer because Drew and I get along so well. We are like brother and sis best friends. If he lived around here, we'd prolly hang out a lot and hed get along with my friends cuz we're just like each other. We're like the dynamic duo together. When I drive, im gonna visit. We'll hang out and blow shit up. Dude, Drew and Mike would get along. And those two are some of my best guy friends. Cept Drew's my cousin and is part of the Civil Air Patrol. Nerddddd...haha jk. Sun- Packed and left. Got home and listened to the most messages I ever recieved at once in my life! I had 5 messages! And I was listening to my friend Jess' and then the doorbell rang and my ma got it and guess who was at the door? Jess lols. Weird shit dude. I literally just got home and I didnt even unpack my stuff from the car. All I did was go pee and check the messages...damn good timing to stop by! We went to Julia's and she was at work. So we talked to her mom for an hour or so then we realized "wow...julia isnt even home and we are still here...we are having a conversation with her mom? Whoa nuts!" But we didnt leave cuz of that, we left cuz she had to be home at 4. So we went back to her house and watched Bridget Jones' Diary. I saw that movie before a long time ago and I didnt remember it besides the granny panties and the end. Mind you, when I saw it the first time, I was still in that shock stage where I would turn all narcoleptic at the sex/nudie scenes. I would suddenly pretend i was sleeping and conviniently wake up right after they were done. Yea...I was a dork...but I didnt want my mom to know I saw that stuff or knew about it or whatev...it was just easier pretending to be naive. This time, I was with my friend and her ma...and I was almost compelled to turn narcoleptic but I resisted...Im older now. ANd I got the movie this time...it was a lot funnier the second time around and when I got older lols. I told her mom about my sex/nudie scene narcolepsy and she laughed at me. Then we ate Macaroni and watched part of Ocean's Eleven...I never really got into that movie...I just like Brad and George. So I drew this crazy insane cartoon. Who shall get it? They shall see. Played with Meu, the pretty little kitten. Everyone has a kitten but me =( I cannot have a pretty little kitten. I feel punished because I cant. My dad is allergic to little kitties. But this tiny kitty was named Meu (pronounced Me-u like the little kitty noise) and it has grown since i saw it. Its all mis-shapen because all that has grown are it's legs. So its a kitten with long legs. And the kitten would let me hold it like a baby and carry it. We would play and play and it would bat at my feet and its a cute kitty. Then it would bring little toys into the room we were in to play with. He was first playing with a wiffle ball and it rolled under the entertainment center. It tried getting it for about 5 minutes then ran off. It found a tennis ball and played with that but his claws were long and would get stuck to the ball so that didnt work. Meu ran under the couch and batted at my heels and played peek-a-boo with me. It would bat my heel and poke its head out to see me then scurry under. Then it would bat my other heel and do the same. After that, he ran outta the room. Ten minutes later he dives in the room with this random plastic bag and is wrestling it. He gets inside the bag and i save his life from being suffocated (oh i woulda cried if he did). Then he played with big silly Gracie, Jess' black lab. I had to go at 10:30 cuz her parents took the car meaning my ma would have to pick me up. And I said good bye to Jess, Meu, and Gracie...it was hard...I got really attached fast. I want a little kitten =(((((((((((((((((((((((( Jenny at 5:11 PM Comments: Post a Comment
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