I'm sorry... Again...

Okay, sorry I haven't been online in a while. I mean, sorry I haven't posted in a while, to those invisible people who might be possibly reading this collection of boring stories that I tried to make interesting, but to no avail. Because obviously these people don't exist, since I think I have a total of one follower (merci beaucoup, that one person!!! [if you didn't know, merci beaucoup means 'thank you' in French. {OMG I USED TRIPLE MATH BRACKETS!!!} ] ) and maybe my sisters. Also, I don't get that many pageviews.
Okay now I'm sounding like a whiny 3-year-old, aren't I? "Blah blah blah, I want this, I want that, WAAA!!!!!!"

So anyways, to fill you in on some things, I'm going to Europe in a couple of weeks. I'll be there for a long time, like 5 weeks, because I'm visiting my relatives (all of them, to be exact). We also want to visit my dad's friend in Austria. So yeah. I'll try to post pictures of mountains and farms and German people and whatever else we see there. I haven't been to Europe since I was about four, and my older sister and my dad and I went to Poland to visit our Polish side of the family, and yeah. 'Twas very fun. :)

Sooooooooooooooo now I'm going to think of things and there will be another blog post at the end of the day.

Oh, maybe I'll post a picture of the wood-working art we were doing in class. We just finished it, and we got to bring it home. It wasn't that complicated or hard or anything, but it was pretty fun. :) I hope you like it. IT'S A PURPLE CAT!!!!!!!!

So yeah. Yes. Of course. Maybe. Yes, no, maybe so. Definitely. I don't know why I put that. 'Twas fun, though. Okay, so there shall be another post-eth at the end of the day-eth. I hope this isn't lame or anything.

Sorrs

OMG, I'm so full of sorrs (it means 'sorry', I made that up too) that I haven't posted in forever!!! But I've been swamped in homework and tests and stuff, and sometimes I'll be like "I need to write this essay." I'll go to the computer and see my tab for my blog, and feel all guilty... "I should really write a blog post. But I have to do my homework... Nooo..."

For the past few years, I've been procrastinating and not doing my homework until the last minute, which results in bad marks like 70's, which I can NOT survive with. I got a 65% in this math thing in my last report card, which really made me feel horrible about myself. So this year, I'm going to actually do my homework and work on it early and stuff, so I can get 90%'s. I know it might mean not many blog posts, but yeah. I need to get good marks.

And also, sometimes I'll think "Oh, this seems like a good thing to write about for my blog!!!" And then I'll forget it. Or, I'll be like "I have no time!!!" and then I'll forget it.

You know, right now I'm supposed to be writing a short story that's due Friday, but I decided to explain myself a little bit. You know, I might just write a blog post. I think I know what it's going to be about, too. :)

Oh, and people, PLEASE COMMENT!!! It made me feel great when Kay Kay commented on my post about glarfs and stuff, and Hyperbole and a Half gets almost 500 comments PER POST (it's at least 1000 times awesomer than my blog, though).

Here's a cute picture of my cat, to cheer you up. She has her tongue out!!! (: P)
I know it's bad quality, but it was taken from my sister's iPod (or Pod de I) so you can't expect that much.

 

Oh, and in this one, she looks like she could be on the cover of a magazine. It's really good quality, too!!! OMG I love this picture so much... (: D)

Illegalized baby names of 2010

I know illegalized isn't a legitimate word, but whatever. My friend made it up.

So anyway, I was on Yahoo and I saw the weirdest illegalized names of 2010. This is the list:

1. Talula does the Hula
(New Zealand) Who would name their kid THAT??? I mean, isn't Talula enough???

2. Venerdi (AKA Friday)
(Italy) According to the article, they threatened to name their next kid Wednesday. (: D)

3. Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116
(Sweden) Who would do that to their kid???!???!!?!!? I mean, COME ON!!!! Apparently it's pronounced 'Albin'. Psshh. What the heck.

Imagine learning to write your name.

Normal kindergarten kid:

This kid:

Or if the class did something like:
Teacher: "How many letters are in your name, Sam?"
Sam: "Three!!!" :)
Teacher: "Awesome!!! And how many letters are in YOUR name, Albin?"
(Let's call him 'Albin') Albin: "Uh... (One, two, three, four, seven, nineteen, zero, 104, eleven, two) Um, two? Wait no... I can't do it... I can't count higher than four..."
Teacher: "Um... Okay then... There's 43, by the way. So, how many vowels are in your name, Sam?"
Sam: "ONE!!! YAY!!!!" *kindergarten cuteness*
Teacher: "Oh, yay!!! So how many vowels in your name, Albin?"
Albin: "I... I, uh... None?"
Teacher: "WHAT??? You can't have NO VOWELS in your name!!! That's impossible!!!!"
Albin: "But I..."
Teacher: But you NOTHING!!! Go sit in the corner!!!"
Albin: *mumbling* "It's just my name..."

Look how much trouble having a name like 'Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116' would have caused for this kid!!!

4. Gesher (AKA 'Bridge')
(Norway) Apparently the mother already had 14 kids (OMG!!!!) so she probably ran out of names.

5. Chow Tow (AKA 'Smelly Head')
(Malaysia) I don't know why, but this name reminds me of 'chew toy'. Actually, I'm pretty sure I do know why but I just said that because... Because I did.

6. @
(China) According to the parents, the 'at' symbol looks like the Cantonese letter for 'love' or hugs' or something.

7. Miatt
(Germany) The name-judges (or whatever they are) thought that it didn't obviously show whether the kid was a girl or a boy.

8. Anus
(Denmark) Ha ha!!!! OMG, I wonder if they knew. Maybe they don't speak English... Or thought he/she/it/Anus/ looked like one. (: P)

9. Ovnis
(Portugal) No comment. Actually, I really don't remember what they said it meant. Or anything about it. Oh well.

10. Akuna (AKA 'Devil')
(Japan) It's like:
"Hey Devil!!!!"
"Yeah???"
"Why did your parents call you 'Devil'? Is it because you're STUPID???"

Oh, well. I would never want a name like any of those, but some of them are kinda funny (ha ha Anus hee hee...)

Wert

Okay, so I was searching things on Thesaurus.com because I had seen this thing on The Bloggess that said that when she searched 'hemoragging' (yes, we know, wrong spelling) then this came up:

I mean, really??? Marijuana??? Seriously.
And hurricane, too.  I wonder who these people think they are.
(Oh, and the pink writing and arrow is what she put, not the computer... Why would someone put that on their website??? That's idiotic.)

So anyway, I was searching random things on my laptop, just typing random keyboard things, and I happened to search 'wert' (is it even a word?). This is what came up.

Yup. Space shuttles really are related to 'werts' if you think about it. Ooooh, even farts. And especially wrestling. Everybody knows that wrestlers wert!!! I mean, seriously. Who wouldn't know??? Everything there is so, 'werty', don't you think???

Oh, and if you're really dim and didn't notice that the last few sentences were dripping with sarcasm, then now is the time to notice.

Another example of my weird interpretations

I had bad hearing again. It's so stupid!!! I either interpret things differently than other people, or I just have bad hearing.

Okay so anyway, I don't remember exactly what we were talking about, but at some point Charlotte said (my interpretation)
"Why would a triangle do something like that??? I mean, REALLY!!!! I wouldn't --"

Then I interrupted, "Triangle?"

She was all like, "Umm... What?" Our friend Maya was there too, and they both just stared at me as if I was stupid.

"But... You asked why a triangle would do that... So..." But then I realized. "OH!!!! CHILD!!!!"

Then we were laughing all over the place and falling on the floor and stuff. Because, if you haven't already realized, she meant "Why would a child do something like that?"

Another example of how I interpret thing differently than other people. If you have just started reading this blog, maybe go here and see the first example of my horrible hearing.

Random stuff like science tests and youth groups

Okay, sorry I didn't post anything yesterday, but I didn't seem to have time and I wasn't exactly sure what to talk about... But yeah. I'm just going to write here and see where it goes.

OMG we had a snow day yesterday!!!! I know that I should have had time to post, but... Yeah. I don't think I was on the computer all day except when I had to do this thing for science where I had to make a poster on a product and say when it was invented, by whom, and draw a poster about it. (Yeah I have no idea what it has to do with science, but, well...) I did my poster on Kleenex!!! It was awesome!!!

Oh, and  I had a science test today. It was on structures. It was pretty simple, partly because we had a practice test first. Also, I had a friend who went to school yesterday and she did the test, and she told the rest of us all about it.
But anyway, you`re probably getting bored with all of this school stuff, so I think I`m going ton try to talk about something else.

So I have to go to my St. John Ambulance thing tonight. It`s a youth group that I go to every Thursday with my older sister. It`s pretty fun, but I`m never enthusiastic about going in the evening before I have to go (like right now) but afterwards I always love it and stuff. I have to write a poem or story or drawing or something to hand in to them to give to the public library, and it`s like a contest. I`m not sure what to write yet.

So yeah.

This is a really random blog post. Maybe I`ll post something more interesting later.

Mess-ups in conversation

I hear a lot of things that go wrong when I'm talking to someone or they're talking to me. I hear a lot of non-funny things, but these are some of the best. (or what I remember, at least.) :

"Seriously!!! Some people just shouldn't be allowed to talk, because they raise peoples' blood sugar!!!" (It was supposed to be 'blood pressure'!!! This happened a lot in the past while, although now we just joke about it.)
-Charlotte

"If I was bitten by a shark and it bit my arms off, I would go back into the ocean and bite ITS fin off, and then put the fin where MY fin used to go!!!" (It was supposed to be 'where my arm used to go'.)
-This kid on my bus

(Oooh!!! I added more!!!)

(We were working on these Wordly Wise things where we had to correct the sentence so that it worked for the list word. My friends Maya, Charlotte and I were working on it.) "Oh good, I'm FINALLY done!!! Now to-- *turns page* There's more on this side... Moron." (Ha ha, get it? More on, moron??? Yeah I know... Not that funny... I just wanted to put it!!!)

I'll probably add more later, but I have to do this music review on 'Les Miserables: The Dream Cast - for the 10th anniversary.' OMG... It's only 250-500 words, but still. An-NOY-ING!!!!

Speechy pie

Maybe I'll post my speech here. I don't really like it... And maybe you people reading it wouldn't like it either... But  whatever. Comment if you want me to put my speech on here or not.Or just about anything else.

PLEASE COMMENT!!!

I know this is in the beginning, and there aren't many stories and it's not that funny, but I only have one comment (thanks Kay Kay!!! I like your blog too!!!) and I'd like some positive feedback or some similar stories of yuor own or constructive criticism or ANYTHING ELSE you have to say!!! I have over 150 views (which half of that is me, but, well... I can't really help it when I'm editing it myself) and only one comment.
Is just one comment from my readers too much to ask???

P.S. I don't want this to be a mean post or anything, I'd just like to know what you people think. I really love it when a new person sees it and I've already had viewers from Australia, the US and the United Kingdom, and of course here (Canada!!! YAY!!!).

I'm going to see if I can make a Canadian flag, just to make this fun.

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YAY CANADA!!!!

(Yeah I know... It's horrible.)

UPDATE: Here is my speech, if anyone wants to read it. (Oh, and sorry if it's kinda long... But it had to be three-five minutes. It was about 3:30 when I read it to the class.)

Speech

Stereotypes

You all know stereotypes. Especially for us Canadians. Like that we drink maple syrup, play hockey all the time, ride polar bears everywhere, and it’s always cold here, eh? They’re certainly funny, but not always true. Honourable judges, teachers, and fellow students, my speech is about stereotypes.

Here’s a definition from the Urban Dictionary: ‘A stereotype is a commonly-held view about a particular group of people, like a nation, social group, gender, religion, et cetera. Stereotypes are often incorrect or offensive.’ This means that many people think of a group by the same perspective, either in a good or bad way. Like how people think that Asians are smart, for example. Some people think of that as good, so they admire Asians, while other people will be jealous and think it’s not fair.

Stereotypes are usually made by someone noticing or assuming something about a certain group of people or person who is different from them self. They tell other people about it, and eventually a lot of people end up believing this assumption and morph this information into completely different ideas, and a stereotype is formed.

On a website where a person asked how stereotypes are made, someone answered: “Small, narrow-minded people just grouping certain types of innocent "apples" into the same barrel as the rotten ones. It's easier just to hate ALL of "them", than to see the big picture.” I really like this definition and I think it describes well how stereotypes come to be what they are.

There are three steps to stereotyping. First, we develop social categories and assign traits to those categories. For example, we could say that teachers are intellectual and strict. Second, we put people in the groups based on easily observable information about them, such as their gender or physical appearance. Third, people who seem to belong in a certain group are assigned the traits that were associated with the group. Using the previous example, we could say that if someone was a teacher, they are definitely intellectual and strict.

Stereotypes can be subconscious, so that they bias our decisions and actions. Even people who consciously don’t want to be biased are affected. So people who think they’re being equal to everyone and not agreeing with stereotypes, might be wrong. Personal experiences shape stereotypes to some extent, but they are mainly provided to us through cultural upbringing and media images.

Stereotypes are spread on the media and TV shows a lot. The people being stereotyped don’t have much to say in the matter. They’re just actors, after all. But the stereotypes can spread negative feelings about a group of people.

Every reality TV show that features teenage girls shows stereotypes, like how blonds are stupid, that every teenage girl is thin and pretty, and that the ‘popular people’ are mean and only want to make the non-popular people feel stupid, ugly and horrible.

Stereotypes aren’t just about race or gender or other mainly known stereotype groups. Think about someone from a different city, or who supports a different sports team than you, or is in a different class at school. We have our own stereotypes about them. And it’s not always what we know. It’s sometimes what people tell us, and what we believe or make up ourselves.

We all know that most stereotypes aren’t true, and we shouldn’t get mad over them, and definitely not believe all of them. There’s usually just a little bit of truth in stereotypes, but it’s been changed many times and added to, so it’s not as true as it used to be.

So if you’ve heard all of the stereotypes for all different religions, races, nations, genders, and anything else you can be stereotyped for, one thing must be true: If I’m a person then I must be stereotyped... Thank you.

UPDATE: I got my speech mark today!!! I got an 84%. YAY!!!!

Bad hearing with cows!!!!

Okay, I had the worst hearing again a few hours ago. Here's the conversation between my little sister Ness and I:

Ness: Wow. I was on the iBook app on my iPod, and I saw this dictionary thing, and it has the worst definition for a cow.


Me: What does it say?


Ness: Cow: noun. A small, domesticated, carnivorous mammal with soft fur, a short snout, and retractile claws.

(I was thinking, "Small? No... And I didn't know that cows had claws... Wait, carnivorous?  I don't think so.")

Ness: It is widely kept as a pet or for catching mice, and many breeds have been developed.

(Now I was really confused.  I was thinking, "Umm... They don't catch mice... What kind of cow catches mice? I mean, REALLY!!!!
And as far as I know, only two breeds of cow exist... The black and white kind, or the brown kind.")

Ness: Felis Cowus, family Felidae (the cow family); probably domesticated in ancient Egypt from the local race of wild cow, and held in great reverence there.

Ness: The cow family also includes the ocelot, serval, margay, lynx, and the big cows, like tigers and lions.

(Now this is when I finally understood [or at least things made more sense] that she wasn't talking about cows.)

Me: Wait.. Tigers??? Why would tigers... Cows... WHAT??? Are you actually talking about cows? I'm so, sooo confused...

Ness: (laughing) Cows??? I said cats!!!

Me: Oh... Um... Okay.
 

Your hair is hairy

Some things you can describe by saying what they are, like 'Your legs are leggy' or 'That book is booky'. Maybe even 'That purple is purpley.' (Well, they're not that good examples... but yeah. nI couldn't really think of much else.) Other things you can't. They might have different meanings or just sound weird. Like:

'Your hair is hairy.' (Ha!!! That one's my favourite!!!)

'Your arms are army.' (Whoa, your arms are in an army? Wow. Navy? Air force?)
(maybe insert picture of super strong arms, with army/navy hats on the muscles)

'Your sweat is sweaty.' (You would have to be really sweaty for someone to say that to you.)
(insert picture of  sweat, then close up with sweat on it, smiley faces)

'That fridge is frigid.' (You must have a really cold fridge.)
(insert picture of fridge with icicles on it and a frowny face)

'Your eyes are 'eye-y.' (That one sounds REALLY weird.)

You can actually use these responses in real life. I have. Especially the 'Your hair is hairy' one!!! Hee hee!!!

UPDATE: Sorry for the things like 'insert picture here', just ignore them. I'm going to add in pictures when I have time... I have to do my speech right now so I can't really work on this... Oh well.

Dream I had when I was little

One time, when I was four years old, I had this really weird (well actually only kinda weird, I've seen and heard about weirder) dream that I will always remember. It was like this:

My parents, older sister and I were in this computer store but it didn't have any computers or anything, just an empty store. There were big windows on the wall that had the front door on it, and it was mainly just concrete and gray-ness for the floor and walls. I have no idea why we were there, but it was a dream, so whatever.

My older sister (who was 6 at the time) and my mom went to the front desk and started talking to the guy.

Daddy was reading a newspaper. He was walking around. I didn't really notice him, or at least I can't remember it that much, because it was a dream, after all.

I was walking around too, when I saw Daddy falling down the stairs. Except, it wasn't really falling... I don't really know how to describe it. It was weird.

 

I glanced over and I was like "OMG!!! I have to save Daddy!!!!" And I rushed over.

For some reason the stairs were falling into an endless abyss near the bottom really quickly. I knew I had to act fast if I wanted to save Daddy. He didn't even notice any of this though, he was just reading his newspaper, acting like nothing strange was happening at all. But, it was a dream, so I guess it's okay. Slightly. Kind of. Maybe. Not really.
OKAY!!! Back to the story!!!!

So anyway,  I was like "NOOO!!!!" and I rushed over. I started doing all of these flips and somersaults that were completely unnecessary and I can't (and couldn't) even do in real life, but yeah.

So I was going down the stairs and Daddy was still doing those weird flip things and I grabbed him just as the stairs fell out from under his feet and I saved him. Supposedly you forget colours quickest after a dream finishes but I still remember that the walls were gray and the bottomless pit had this weird reddish-orange light coming up from the bottom. And my hair was blond (it still is... But it was lighter back then, like platinum blond). I think I might have been wearing purple or blue.

Anyway, we came up back to the top of the stairs but I don't remember anything else because I woke up.

When I woke up, I found that I was on the floor halfway across the room. Probably because of all of that dream-flipping.

Harries

Today I was writing a thing at school, and I had to write about Harry's father (in the little story thing) and I wrote:

Obviously I wrote more than just that, I'm not that stupid... But this was just an example.
I didn't realize that I pluralized it wrong until later when my friend pointed it out to me and I was like, "No!!! This is RIGHT!!! I know because I wrote it!! Just look... *looks at the paper* Oh."

I know it's not that funny... But I wanted to write it. I thought it would be hilarious!!! I was thinking about it at school and I wrote "BLOG!!! - Harry's and Harries" and then my teacher put a "?" (question mark, for those of you who might be blind) (or deaf) (or something else like dyslexic or something... Why does 'dyslexic' have such weird letters?? It's so confusing, and it would probably make the dyslexic people have a harder time. No offense or anything.) Then I actually did write it and realized it isn't that funny or anything, but I had already written it and drawn a picture so I didn't want to erase it.

So yeah.

(This is how I normally end my emails too. I'll say something and not want to just end it there, so instead of a closing sentence like 'see you tomorrow!' or 'this email is getting long, so bye!!' I'll put 'So yeah. From Tiff')

So then... Yeah.

Sharp Lives

I hear things weirdly. I often interpret things differently than people mean. Like, just an hour ago my mom said "Little girls shouldn't handle knives!!!"
And, of course, I thought she said "Little girls shouldn't handle lives!!!"
Which really confused me.
I replied, "Ummm... Lives? What's so bad about a life??"
And she said, "No... Knives. The sharp, pointy things? You cut stuff with them?"
"Oh. Yes. Okay." I said.

Then a little while later, she said "Don't touch the sharp knives!!!"
And then my older sister, who had been listening the first time, said "No!!! Sharp lives!!!"

And then LATER later, my older sister and I were pointing at each other and then she grabbed a Kleenex box to throw at me (my influence, I used to do throw Kleenex boxes all the time) and I said "Oh yeah, well I've got a SHARP LIFE!!!!"

Comprcomprehensibleehend

About words, my friends and I once found a typo in a French-English dictionary. It was like this:

comprcomprehensibleehend

It was one of those words at the top of the page that show you what kind of words are on that page.

We were like, "What???"

I think it was actually supposed to be 'comprehensible' and 'comprehend', but it was mixed together.

Like:

comprcomprehensibleehend

Words that should exist

I decided to write another post. I'm not sure what to write about, but I'll figure it out soon. I just felt like writing something, and I wanted people to have something to read if they come to this website. So that people aren't like "What the heck is this??!??!?! Only four posts??? Two of them useless??? NOOOO!!!!!"

Words that should exist:
Laughy (laff-ee) - When you laugh a lot, or feel the need to laugh. "I was feeling laughy, so I laughed."
Glarf (gl-arf) - You can use it for anything. Greetings, farewell, questions, anything. It just depends on your tone of voice. "How are you? Glarf. Do you think this is a good idea? Umm... Gla-arf."

I can't think of any more right now, but I'll post more when I have more thoughts.
Just to let you know, I actually use both of those words frequently. My example sentence for 'laughy' isn't very good, but I wasn't sure exactly what to put for it since it isn't a real word anyway.

Apparently a 'glarf' is a contraction of 'gloves and scarf', according to Google. Wow. That made my made-up word a lot more un-fun. I like my way better. GLOVES-AND-SCARF IS BANNED!!!

No Eyed Freaks

When I was in grade 5, I had this teacher that we called Mr. P. He was a supply teacher for four months because we scared our first teacher away in the first week (she had had previous bad experiences with that class). It was a grade 5/6/7 split, and I know that seems like a lot, but it was really cool and I got to do grade 7 math and stuff!!! YAY!!! I got smarter than all of the other grade 5's. Mmhmm. I felt so proud.

But anyway, I had this friend named (I'm not sure if I can use her name on the internet, so I'm asking her through email and she hasn't replied yet so I'll just put something in brackets whenever I have to use her name) and she was super messy in grade 5. One time, Mr. P told her to clean her desk and when she couldn't get anything out, he turned the whole desk over and everything came out and piled up at least a meter (3 feet, so our American friends).

So anyway, back to what I was talking about, Mr. P pretended to hate (my friend). Not just because of her messy desk, but she and I made up things like messy monsters (the reason for her messy desk), how to turn into a mouflon (mouflon ARE real animals!!) and signs for House Hippo crossings.
So ANYWAY, one time Mr. P decided to annoy her by pretending to be 'colour blind' to blue. So that he couldn't see the colour clue. And it just happened to be the day she wore only blue clothing.
Also, she has blue eyes, so that contributed to that too.
Mr. P ran around all day saying "I can't see you, (my friend)!!! You're a no-eyed, invisible freak!!!"

I made this a lot longer than it had to be. But it was fun!!! And I hope you have fun reading it.

EDIT: My friend actually did email me back and say I could use her name (her name is Charlotte, by the way) and I was going to edit it but I decided that the stuff in the brackets is too funny to change. In my opinion. I don't really know what you think.
Charlotte is the one in the picture with the brown hair, by the way.

Spelling Bee

The other day, my little sister had her spelling bee. Sunday, I think. Anyway, she's in grade 4, so obviously she did the grade 4 spelling bee.
If you don't know what a 'spelling bee' is, and are currently thinking "Vaht iz zis szing yoo caull a 'zpelling beee'?" (I like funny accents), then the following paragraph is for you:
Spelling bee (by my own definition): A group of people trying to spell words. If you spell a word wrong you're out. When you spell a word right you get on to the next round. When everyone else is out then the last person wins.
That was just a brief thing. If you want more info go somewhere else, or search it.

ANYWAY, I'll get on to what I was trying to talk about. Okay, so there was this kid. He was the last kid to spell a word in his round. He got the word 'ancient'.
Oh, and before I go any further, people are supposed to say the word, then spell it, then say the word again to make sure they got the right word.

This is the conversation that went on between him and the spellmaster (the spellmaster is the guy giving the words, just to let you know.):
Spellmaster: Contestant number 51, your word is 'ancient'. The buildings in Greece are very ancient. Ancient.
Kid: Agent?
Spellmaster: No, ancient.
Kid: Anchit?
Spellmaster: No, your word is 'ancient'. AIN-CHUNT.
Kid: Umm... Agenty?
Spellmaster: No. Would you like a definition?
Kid: Yes please.
Spellmaster: Ancient - Of great age, very old. From a time long past.
Kid: Hmm... Ajuncy?
Spellmaster (looking exasperated) : No, I'm sorry, but your word is 'ancient'. ANCIENT. Make sure you get this right. ANCIENT!!!

NOTE: By this time my older sister and I, who were watching, were just about to burst out laughing and fall all over the floor. The other people (mostly adults) in the crowd were like "Heh, heh..." But we were jumping around snorting, trying not to laugh because then we would ruin the spelling bee. I was thinking that they should just give the poor kid another word, but no. They decided to torture him.

Kid: Ann... Ann shit?
Spellmaster (looking angry and annoyed): No... *sigh* Ancient.
Kid: Ancient?

Then just about everyone in the crowd and people walking by who had no idea what was going on were clapping and cheering for about 30 seconds (which doesn't seem like a lot but it actually is in real time).

But the kid still ended up spelling it like 'agent'.

OMG!!! YAY!!!

OMG!!!! SOMEBODY VIEWED MY BLOG!!!!

I know... it's not THAT exciting, and I don't even have anything interesting up yet, but whatever. Hopefully more people will come!!!!

Here's a nice picture to get people coming:

Well, it's not that nice, but my little sister drew it!!! On her iPod!!! Or Pod de I, as we like to call them... We like to pretend we're French, so we'll say things like 'top de lap' instead of laptop, or 'ood de foh' for food, et cetera.

I'll post a new blog post AS SOON as I finish practicing piano. And maybe after piano lessons too.

I don't know.

Beginning

Okay, so I started a blog. I kinda wanted to, just to write stuff and maybe have some people see it. Also because I might want to look back later and be like "OH! I was like THAT then!!!"
I wanted to make a blog because I recently started reading this blog called Hyperbole and a Half, and it's absolutely hilarious!!! I kinda wanted to do something like that. I think I'll put a link to it somewhere here. If I figure out how.
Anyway, I think I'll just write about funny stuff and things that happen and blah. Yes. I made a little list over the past few days to write about. I think I'll try to write something every day or every few days or whatever. Just something.

So... yeah. This is it. I think I'll start an actual blog post tomorrow after school (or maybe even before school) because right now it's almost midnight and I need some sleep. Anyway, good night!!!

(I hope someone actually reads this soon.)