Goodness. I have a follower. I shall grant you with a virtual hug. *hugs skye, the doctor's companion*
Well, it's been a while.
I've decided that I'm going to start a "human" blog where I can rant till' the cows come home.
Ugh.
Writer's block is demonic.
I want to write a story, but I posses no decent ideas seeing as my brain runs on TV and computers during the summer.
I've never dreaded summer as I much as I have this year. I'm not in the mood to attend public school - but in all reality, I'll NEVER be in the mood nevertheless.
I feel like I'm going to miss my English teacher more than my friends. (That's a first.)
I just finished sewing a Grimm shirt for Jordan. Pictures will be on my Flickr tomorrow.
It's 11:00. I best be heading to bed.
~Alice
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Never break out into unnecasary song..
Cupcakes can be a boon.
Or a curse.
Let me extrapolate.....
3:00 P.M. The pale hallway is filled with anticipated children, longing for their coming weekend. "Stereo Hearts" fills the warm air, encouraging a clogged hallway with dancing children. I Squeez my way past each dancing body.
"Jeez, I hate Dance Friday." Poppy exclaims, her lime green backpack taking out a few children.
"Agreed. Why can't they do this in their classroom? I mean seriously, can't you keep Middle School out of this?"
Then I see it. Heaven in a box. Heaven with white, fluffy icing and multi-colored sprinkles. It's a girl's love.
"Hey, J, can I have a cupcake?"
"Yeah, whatever."
I grasp one and dart to the bus before Poppy attempts to steal the cupcake.
Taking a seat in the back of the rusty bus (the usual), I lick some of the icing off the top. It melts instantly in my mouth.
"OH MY GOD IS THAT A CUPCAKE IM PRETTY SURE THAT'S A CUPCAKE WOAH WHAT KIND OF CUPCAKE IS IT CAN I HAVE SOME WHERE'D YOU GET THAT!"
I look up to see Summer trotting down the bus isle, nearly missing me with her hand as she whips into the seat with me.
"EAT IT ALREADY! YOU'RE TORTURING ME!" AHHH"
She makes this weird movement with her tongue, and I can't help but release a giggle.
"If you shut up, I'll give you some, okay?" I rip off a chunk of vanilla cupcake and place it in here hands.
Instantly, she shoves it all in her mouth and chews very....oddly.
Then the weirdest thing happened.
She breaks out into song. In the middle of the bus. At the top of her lungs.
"SOMEBODY MAKE ME A CUPCAKE FOREST! ALL I WANT IS A CUPCAKE FOREST! WITH CUPCAKES TREES AND ICING JUICE (She ment sap) AND CUPCAKE LEAVES! I WOULD TRAVEL TO ANARTICA IN A PAIR OF SHORTS FOR-MY-CUUU-PCAKE-TREEE!!!"
Well, that was the highlight of my day.
I apologize for how badly written this is; I'm in a rush.
Or a curse.
Let me extrapolate.....
3:00 P.M. The pale hallway is filled with anticipated children, longing for their coming weekend. "Stereo Hearts" fills the warm air, encouraging a clogged hallway with dancing children. I Squeez my way past each dancing body.
"Jeez, I hate Dance Friday." Poppy exclaims, her lime green backpack taking out a few children.
"Agreed. Why can't they do this in their classroom? I mean seriously, can't you keep Middle School out of this?"
Then I see it. Heaven in a box. Heaven with white, fluffy icing and multi-colored sprinkles. It's a girl's love.
"Hey, J, can I have a cupcake?"
"Yeah, whatever."
I grasp one and dart to the bus before Poppy attempts to steal the cupcake.
Taking a seat in the back of the rusty bus (the usual), I lick some of the icing off the top. It melts instantly in my mouth.
"OH MY GOD IS THAT A CUPCAKE IM PRETTY SURE THAT'S A CUPCAKE WOAH WHAT KIND OF CUPCAKE IS IT CAN I HAVE SOME WHERE'D YOU GET THAT!"
I look up to see Summer trotting down the bus isle, nearly missing me with her hand as she whips into the seat with me.
"EAT IT ALREADY! YOU'RE TORTURING ME!" AHHH"
She makes this weird movement with her tongue, and I can't help but release a giggle.
"If you shut up, I'll give you some, okay?" I rip off a chunk of vanilla cupcake and place it in here hands.
Instantly, she shoves it all in her mouth and chews very....oddly.
Then the weirdest thing happened.
She breaks out into song. In the middle of the bus. At the top of her lungs.
"SOMEBODY MAKE ME A CUPCAKE FOREST! ALL I WANT IS A CUPCAKE FOREST! WITH CUPCAKES TREES AND ICING JUICE (She ment sap) AND CUPCAKE LEAVES! I WOULD TRAVEL TO ANARTICA IN A PAIR OF SHORTS FOR-MY-CUUU-PCAKE-TREEE!!!"
Well, that was the highlight of my day.
I apologize for how badly written this is; I'm in a rush.
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