Wednesday, February 23, 2011

""I haven't shaved in like 4 days and my leg hair grows so fast it's gross! Would you like to feel it?"

I love reading, walking on the beach, and poking dead things with a stick. - Emo Emily

I may not be Emo Emily anymore at camp, but I do like doing those things! Yes, poking dead things with a stick too. Don't judge.

But I'd like to focus more on the walking on the beach part.

On Tuesday my family and I went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium.

It was the BOMB DIGGITY.

While we were driving there I saw the ocean and I pointed proclaiming I wanted to walk on the beach!

Yes, it MAY have been 50 degrees or so, I didn't really care.

Also, we had nothing to wipe our feet off if we ever did go to the beach, so I was trying to figure out what I could use instead. No ideas, oh well.

We go to the Aquarium and we see a few hot pink flamingos...


A few seahorses...


A few jelly fish...


A few SEA OTTERS... <3


A few penguins... but I just sat in a 'penguin's egg' instead because it smelled.


After wards we went to Toll House Ice Cream since we were all hungry. We all got hot fudge sundaes. While I was waiting I noticed that they had a substantial amount of napkins.

"Psstt. Mom, grab some napkins. Give them to me so I can stuff them in my jacket!"

Lo and behold, I found out what I can wipe my feet with at the beach... it beat the scary mask in the trunk of my Dads car.

The door was open so there was always these pesky pigeons coming in and out that freaked my Mom out. Especially when they took flight. xD So go Mom, she ate quickly!

We go to the beach and as we park we notice some *questionable people hoovering around the parking lot.

*AKA Homeless Potheads

Let's just say we walked very quickly to the beach.

My facial expressions looked like this when I got into the water...

or..


Yeah, you get the picture. haha After I was done frolicking in the water I got a piggy back ride from this handsome gentleman.

Notice the napkins in my pockets. He was also carrying my shoes so he hid them behind his back. Tee hee!

Not only did he give me a piggy back ride, he also helped me get all of the sand off of my feet with said napkins.

While we were walking back I noticed the questionable people were still there. So I brought up a conversation.

E:"So... what are we going to do if those guys attack us?"
M: "We can throw that branch at them!"
E:"It'll be a bit too far for us to reach if they attack us..."
M: "We can throw those sanded napkins at them!"
E: "Well, I can use my nails and attack their face. I did stage combat so I can kick them-
M: "in the groin!"
E: "Yes I know that, also I can use my elbow since it's one of the stronger muscles. Okay Dad what are you going to do?"
D: "I'd watch! -laughs-"
"Thaaaanks Dad. Now don't blame me if we do get attacked by them!"

We didn't woot woot! Or we probably wouldn't be there. They looked so questionable.. and smelly.

But if I ever live in the Monterey area and I become homeless I know where the coolest hangout is. xD

"BRAAAAAAAINS!" "Actually... I prefer bread."

Yes, we ALL know that I haven't blogged in forever.

So I guess I owe it all to you guys what has happened recently.

At Christmas I got a cell phone...

... I was so happy I cried. d= Tee-hee!

If you want my number you can ask for it on facebook.

About 2 weeks ago I sprained my knee. Exciting right?!

Now I'm going to tell you 2 stories and I won't tell you which one is the made up story...

The first story:

We're doing the musical Footloose, and I was bored before practice started. We have these 5ft and 8ft platforms on the stage so I decided to chase Lizzi. She made the jump from the 8ft to the 5ft platform, so did I. While we tried to go from the 5ft platform to the 8ft platform it didn't go too well. I almost made it. My toes went on the platform but slipped causing my knee to slam down on the platform, and I fell to the floor hitting my tailbone and head. I cried from the pain and surprised I didn't get a concussion.

Then the second story:

I was wearing ballet flats and Lizzi and Afari noticed that my reaction was quite amusing when they stole my shoe. I retrieved it. Then Afari took my shoe again and I raced after him in the very slippery lobby. While he makes a quick right I attempt to do the same but since I had no grip I slid and twisted into the air as I was running through the door. I somehow managed to hit my knee, elbow, tailbone, and head on the way down. I started to cry from pain and no one was around and it was a while before people found me.

Which story is the right one?

So I have a knee brace to wear when I'm doing strenuous activity woot!

That's all. [=

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

"You hit something and yell about it. That's how music was formed."

I should really start blogging again...

I have so many adventures to tell...

NAWH.