due to incredible fan pressure (my mom) i have decided to continue blogging. Expect a post when i feel like it, or something really stupid happens to me. K. Here's the new link:
http://iguanaspeaks.blogspot.com
pretty much, i don't use yahoo anymorei use gmail, so i made a new start blog from my gmail account. If you want to continue following my adventures, i suggest you start there.
over and out,
iguana
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
It's packin its bags!
alright!
the blog ist moving!
The blog will now be put up on my yahoo profile, where i hope it'll be more managable and easier to use. And won't be as public, seeing as only a few people can see it for some reason.
There ya have it!
have any questions, email me!
the blog ist moving!
The blog will now be put up on my yahoo profile, where i hope it'll be more managable and easier to use. And won't be as public, seeing as only a few people can see it for some reason.
There ya have it!
have any questions, email me!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Yes i am indeed still alive
And i'm going to the beach! Ashdod! Isn't that vunderful?
Yes it is.
But, Doda says theres a red flag at the shore, and taht means jellyfish. Realy, jellyfish. So you can't go past knee deep, but that's okay. Im afraid of ocean water anyway, because of all the green stuff you find floatin around. You don't wanna know what that stuff is. So i figured i'd stay on the beach and make sandcastles with the babies! That sounds like fun, right? But teh kids aren't coming. It's just me and Shoham. That kinda stinks. But im sure we'll still have a blast! A beach is a beach, right? And i'm gonna take some killa pictures because, as my father claims, i have some kinda 'photographers instinct' or something that tells me when it's a good time to take a picture, and from waht angle.
Well, we're leaving now.
Buh-bye!
Yes it is.
But, Doda says theres a red flag at the shore, and taht means jellyfish. Realy, jellyfish. So you can't go past knee deep, but that's okay. Im afraid of ocean water anyway, because of all the green stuff you find floatin around. You don't wanna know what that stuff is. So i figured i'd stay on the beach and make sandcastles with the babies! That sounds like fun, right? But teh kids aren't coming. It's just me and Shoham. That kinda stinks. But im sure we'll still have a blast! A beach is a beach, right? And i'm gonna take some killa pictures because, as my father claims, i have some kinda 'photographers instinct' or something that tells me when it's a good time to take a picture, and from waht angle.
Well, we're leaving now.
Buh-bye!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
DELETED!
sorry, ya'll.
I fear my mom too much to suffer the consquences from around the globe.
Gee, it feels like a stranglehold, doesn't it?
Well, she probably reads this blog in her spare time (since when..?).
HI MOM!
I fear my mom too much to suffer the consquences from around the globe.
Gee, it feels like a stranglehold, doesn't it?
Well, she probably reads this blog in her spare time (since when..?).
HI MOM!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
9:33pm on the evening watch and all's well
ah, typing on a netbook. It's like all my bestest bestest dreams came true. Ugh, this thing's got a funky keyboard...please excuse the typos....
So, my best friend's sister is getting married the 28th, conspicuoisly (?) the day right before i leave for israel. Also on the 28th, my russian friend's 10th baby sibling is getting his bris. Both of these events i am not attending because a) i want to rest for my flight or something and b) namely, i don't want to.
Look, i'm not a terrible person, don't get me wrong. I don't know how to be a terrible person if one came up and mugged me. But, at the same time, i don't do very well at the awqward (cool band name)' situation. I don't WANT to be standing next to my ecstatic friend in 100 degree weather as her sister gets married! I'm not GOOD at that! Also, i don't want to be at some bris!
But I like my friends!
what am i gon do?
not to mention i can't be in two places at one time. If I could do that, i would've dominated the world a long time ago.
So the answer is, nothing. I'm gona stay inside, probably eat, or sleep, or read or pack. Or sleep. Or animate. Or just chill with my famibly. Probaby eat. Or buy stuff for the trip with my sweet american currency (currently $11).
so long, blogsphere. There's some cold meatloaf unda da fridge.
So, my best friend's sister is getting married the 28th, conspicuoisly (?) the day right before i leave for israel. Also on the 28th, my russian friend's 10th baby sibling is getting his bris. Both of these events i am not attending because a) i want to rest for my flight or something and b) namely, i don't want to.
Look, i'm not a terrible person, don't get me wrong. I don't know how to be a terrible person if one came up and mugged me. But, at the same time, i don't do very well at the awqward (cool band name)' situation. I don't WANT to be standing next to my ecstatic friend in 100 degree weather as her sister gets married! I'm not GOOD at that! Also, i don't want to be at some bris!
But I like my friends!
what am i gon do?
not to mention i can't be in two places at one time. If I could do that, i would've dominated the world a long time ago.
So the answer is, nothing. I'm gona stay inside, probably eat, or sleep, or read or pack. Or sleep. Or animate. Or just chill with my famibly. Probaby eat. Or buy stuff for the trip with my sweet american currency (currently $11).
so long, blogsphere. There's some cold meatloaf unda da fridge.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
my nose is cold
Summer! Isn't that great? no. Allergies. My nose and throat and eyes and ears and yeah. So it's ITCHEY! YAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
PS, before you read any further please note that I am posting blindfolded due to a letter from our friends.
There are several other things I would like to blog about, but unfourtuantlye (in the sense of 'but') blogging out my growing feeling such as frustration, confusion, and sadness, would probably offend some people. For example, i went over to my besdt friend's house yesterday, and her sister's getting married next sunday. So she invited a lot of over friends there too, and that's when her sister came in. She said 'okay, so *sister*'s here, we're not going to talk about the wedding.' And then friend two says 'yeah you don't talk about the wedding, only about *chosson's name'!
Ant then she ran out of the house. So afater a while I went out to find her and she was crying her guts out becuase the whole wedding was just so tense on her, and she didn't want her sister to know that she had openly talked about the chosson. She told me someone had asked her if she was 'flirting' wit him once. That made me want to laugh. A lot. But I didn't because of how sad she was. She was afraid her sister would be mad people, because she was 'flirting'. This made me want to laugh harder, but again, i noticed how seriously she was taking these gags.
IN general, I like to be a funny person. But I realize that some people just don't know how to take a joke. But I'm NOT about to go buy a diary because 1) I am saving all my precious Amercian currency ($11) for my trip to israel next week and 2) it's much harder to write all that than it is to type blind=folded.
Good night america.
PS, before you read any further please note that I am posting blindfolded due to a letter from our friends.
There are several other things I would like to blog about, but unfourtuantlye (in the sense of 'but') blogging out my growing feeling such as frustration, confusion, and sadness, would probably offend some people. For example, i went over to my besdt friend's house yesterday, and her sister's getting married next sunday. So she invited a lot of over friends there too, and that's when her sister came in. She said 'okay, so *sister*'s here, we're not going to talk about the wedding.' And then friend two says 'yeah you don't talk about the wedding, only about *chosson's name'!
Ant then she ran out of the house. So afater a while I went out to find her and she was crying her guts out becuase the whole wedding was just so tense on her, and she didn't want her sister to know that she had openly talked about the chosson. She told me someone had asked her if she was 'flirting' wit him once. That made me want to laugh. A lot. But I didn't because of how sad she was. She was afraid her sister would be mad people, because she was 'flirting'. This made me want to laugh harder, but again, i noticed how seriously she was taking these gags.
IN general, I like to be a funny person. But I realize that some people just don't know how to take a joke. But I'm NOT about to go buy a diary because 1) I am saving all my precious Amercian currency ($11) for my trip to israel next week and 2) it's much harder to write all that than it is to type blind=folded.
Good night america.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Lag Ba'omare= funtime
well that vote was incredibly uneventful. Only like, two people voted. But that's okay because I decided today that I want to get it cut. I found that I was pretty nervous with it all up on my head, because for some reason I thought everyone could see my *COUGH COUGH*..sorry there.....blog filterer must've sneezed.
And I feel natural with it down. Even though it doesn't look as nice. Anyway, our plans for lag Ba'omare are lookin cchhhhchhhall right. In teh morning, we're gonna go rollar skating at Skating University of Wisconsin (or whatever). Then we will probably come back at 12:00 and have a picnic with Mrs. P, and then play Machanayim or eat popsicles. And GET THIS: 5th and 6th grade teachers actually want to learn from 12-3, so it's just going to be 7th and 8th grade. w0000000t! Bye-bye, snotty kids!!!
you can't have any, you're too young.
But anyway, I plan to spend the whole day relaxing and probably posting on my blog. Or I WAS until I found out I'm supposed to go to some genius meeting or something. I also took the SAGES (Screening Assessment for Grade and Elementarry school Students) for some reason, and I got like a B. But the school wants to stick me in Kadima anyway. I don't even know what Kadima is. And I certainly don't want to GO there and probably WASTE my TIME doing GENIUS activities because I could be HAVING FUN with my friends. For example just today I:
-played Machanayim (with my friends)
-got some good food (from my friends)
-sat around and talked (with my friends)
-had a fire jrill (with my friends)
-got yelled at by the prinicpal (with my class)
-wrote a ballad about a bike gang (with my friend Chamol)
Now THAT'S how you have fun.
Getting more-so to the point, I want to have fun on lag Ba'omare too. I think that's why I decided to make this post. Really it's because I LOVE the keyboard on my new compy and I just finished checking my email so I thought to myself 'better update the ol' blog'. Okay.
...and I am OUT...
There's some cold meatloaf under da fridge,
iguana :)
And I feel natural with it down. Even though it doesn't look as nice. Anyway, our plans for lag Ba'omare are lookin cchhhhchhhall right. In teh morning, we're gonna go rollar skating at Skating University of Wisconsin (or whatever). Then we will probably come back at 12:00 and have a picnic with Mrs. P, and then play Machanayim or eat popsicles. And GET THIS: 5th and 6th grade teachers actually want to learn from 12-3, so it's just going to be 7th and 8th grade. w0000000t! Bye-bye, snotty kids!!!
you can't have any, you're too young.
But anyway, I plan to spend the whole day relaxing and probably posting on my blog. Or I WAS until I found out I'm supposed to go to some genius meeting or something. I also took the SAGES (Screening Assessment for Grade and Elementarry school Students) for some reason, and I got like a B. But the school wants to stick me in Kadima anyway. I don't even know what Kadima is. And I certainly don't want to GO there and probably WASTE my TIME doing GENIUS activities because I could be HAVING FUN with my friends. For example just today I:
-played Machanayim (with my friends)
-got some good food (from my friends)
-sat around and talked (with my friends)
-had a fire jrill (with my friends)
-got yelled at by the prinicpal (with my class)
-wrote a ballad about a bike gang (with my friend Chamol)
Now THAT'S how you have fun.
Getting more-so to the point, I want to have fun on lag Ba'omare too. I think that's why I decided to make this post. Really it's because I LOVE the keyboard on my new compy and I just finished checking my email so I thought to myself 'better update the ol' blog'. Okay.
...and I am OUT...
There's some cold meatloaf under da fridge,
iguana :)
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
iguana's hair is rather thick...
I am at a crossroads.
I know I am going to Israel soon, and I know it happens to be hot there. So how am I going to keep cool with this long shag of hair I've got? Mom says put it in a banana clip. What is this, you ask? It's like a pony tail, only it doesn't actually pull on your scalp, so I'm okay to wear it. I have a scalp condition where I flake very easily, and wearing pony tails for long times or when I am asleep will cause damage to it. I think. Anyway, I could use this bright green banana clip to stay cool, or I have the option to get my hair cut. Like short. Like, maybe even shoulder length or a little less.
What to do? I have to stay cool, but how?
I'm leaning towards hair cut, because banana clips SOMETIMES give me headache. This has not been proven, but ponytails give me headaches, and I think they're still a little similar. Also, I would probably have to keep messing with a banana clip to keep it up and straight. So, which one do I choose?
YOU decide!
Please vote. I am indecisive!!!!!
shifting eyes nervously,
iguana '~'
I know I am going to Israel soon, and I know it happens to be hot there. So how am I going to keep cool with this long shag of hair I've got? Mom says put it in a banana clip. What is this, you ask? It's like a pony tail, only it doesn't actually pull on your scalp, so I'm okay to wear it. I have a scalp condition where I flake very easily, and wearing pony tails for long times or when I am asleep will cause damage to it. I think. Anyway, I could use this bright green banana clip to stay cool, or I have the option to get my hair cut. Like short. Like, maybe even shoulder length or a little less.
What to do? I have to stay cool, but how?
I'm leaning towards hair cut, because banana clips SOMETIMES give me headache. This has not been proven, but ponytails give me headaches, and I think they're still a little similar. Also, I would probably have to keep messing with a banana clip to keep it up and straight. So, which one do I choose?
YOU decide!
Please vote. I am indecisive!!!!!
shifting eyes nervously,
iguana '~'
Sunday, May 3, 2009
60 degrees? I must be dreaming
it's already may, peoples. You know what that means.
BIRFDAY MONTH!!!!1
That's right! Studies show (or maybe they don't if just looks cooler that way) that most baby girls are born in the month of may. Except me. But I'm better than them anyway, so what do I need to be born in may for? (sarcasm sarcasm). But may is SUPPOSED to be the month in which warm weather decides to show up! That's good, isn't it?
But it's already may usually means that school will be over in June. Unless it's not. That would be kinda strange. But school usually ends in June, so that means this will be my last month of 7th grade. Next year will probably be 8th grade which mean MAJOR FUNDRAISING TIME!!! Mrs. Jarcaig estimates that to go to Washin'ton, we'll need to raise over 10,000 dollars, which she said wouldn't be justified in this economy. So we're not going to Washintong next year. Maybe we'll go to the dells? Maybe we'll go to New York? Maybe we'll go to Sherman Perk? (coffee shop around the corner, to all ya'll non-Milwaukee'ans.)
YOU decide!!
Feel free to send me a fat envelope stuffed with cash! And remember: this good cause is GOOD.....'cause!
enjoying her new compy,
iguana ^.^
BIRFDAY MONTH!!!!1
That's right! Studies show (or maybe they don't if just looks cooler that way) that most baby girls are born in the month of may. Except me. But I'm better than them anyway, so what do I need to be born in may for? (sarcasm sarcasm). But may is SUPPOSED to be the month in which warm weather decides to show up! That's good, isn't it?
But it's already may usually means that school will be over in June. Unless it's not. That would be kinda strange. But school usually ends in June, so that means this will be my last month of 7th grade. Next year will probably be 8th grade which mean MAJOR FUNDRAISING TIME!!! Mrs. Jarcaig estimates that to go to Washin'ton, we'll need to raise over 10,000 dollars, which she said wouldn't be justified in this economy. So we're not going to Washintong next year. Maybe we'll go to the dells? Maybe we'll go to New York? Maybe we'll go to Sherman Perk? (coffee shop around the corner, to all ya'll non-Milwaukee'ans.)
YOU decide!!
Feel free to send me a fat envelope stuffed with cash! And remember: this good cause is GOOD.....'cause!
enjoying her new compy,
iguana ^.^
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
So....Israel....
I'm going to Israel!!! Isn't that great!
Israel is a nice place and i promise to bring home lotsa pictures and movies and all that stuff. Why am I going, you ask? Well, I shall tell you. It all started a few weeks ago, at my eye doctor appointment....
flashback!
we were in the car listening to aviad-gil's song Kaeli-shehBaShamaYim and I was trying to translate along. But his accept was so hard to follow i started asking mom about it just as he hit the chorus
AVIAD: Kaeli-ShehBashamaYIm lecha ani tamid koreh..(my G-d in the heavens, I'm always crying out to you)
ME:...? Ain le sheshamayim? (i'm not in the sky) tain li shebashamayim? (give me the sky) oh i give up. mom, what on earth is he talking about?
MOM: he's saying Kaeli. Can't you speak hebrew?
ME: yes. yes i can. But he's saying it wrong!!!
MOM: I think if you lived in Israel you'd pronounce it like that too.
ME: try me.
MOM: well we could always send you there over the summer.
ME: chair flips back.
So it turned out that she WAS sending me there to try and understand hebrew better because if you go somewhere where everyone speaks a foreign language, you'd want to learn it, right? But also because my cousin Shoham is going to be learning english, so I guess it's all good. Only I'd have to sleep in talya's room. That kid is like the enbodiment of sugar. SHE'S NUTS! Almost as nuts as Shaked, but no quite. The thing is, once i get off that plane, talya will talk my head off, and she'll be speaking too fast for me to even HEAR her.
And I'll be meeting my brother's girlfriend. wOOt!
eat a steak,
iguana :P
Thursday, April 16, 2009
iguana is munching her high-fiber cereal
YES! 8 days without fiber and I SURVIVED!
Just barely, though. There were some pretty bad cramp cases over Chol HaMo'ade, but I think I did pretty well considering. We're turning over our kitchen now. Right now. In fact I might have to cut this one short because any second now Fudge is gonna pop up behind me and remind me about how lazy I am (by the way I am typing 76 words per minute right now).
Mrs. B is singing My Fair Lady.
Which I guess is okay because when we started Outofammo was spouting "Play us a song, you're the pianoman". Speaking of pianomin, my song is coming along quite smoothly. In fact, at this rate, I'll probably finish it and be working on my next one (Nephilim) before May! Sweet, right? I'm debating whether or not to post them on my blog when I finish them, because they're a pain in the nect to record. I stick to pianos, NOT keyboards. Unfortuantly, keyboards are hooked up to computers and pianos aren't.
Talkatchya'll later,
iguana ;)
Just barely, though. There were some pretty bad cramp cases over Chol HaMo'ade, but I think I did pretty well considering. We're turning over our kitchen now. Right now. In fact I might have to cut this one short because any second now Fudge is gonna pop up behind me and remind me about how lazy I am (by the way I am typing 76 words per minute right now).
Mrs. B is singing My Fair Lady.
Which I guess is okay because when we started Outofammo was spouting "Play us a song, you're the pianoman". Speaking of pianomin, my song is coming along quite smoothly. In fact, at this rate, I'll probably finish it and be working on my next one (Nephilim) before May! Sweet, right? I'm debating whether or not to post them on my blog when I finish them, because they're a pain in the nect to record. I stick to pianos, NOT keyboards. Unfortuantly, keyboards are hooked up to computers and pianos aren't.
Talkatchya'll later,
iguana ;)
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
I suddenly feel old
My best friend's sister is getting married.
So, how come Fudge isn't engaged yet? That is the question. I once told my best friend 'your sister can't get married before MY sister! That wouldn't make any sense!' and yet.....
SHE'S SO ANNOYING! Fudge's a writer, and grammer type person. Plus she's in my family, so I assumed it'd take her a while to find the right guy. And also, she just doesn't seem like the marrying type. She seems like a 3rd grade english teacher, type. Not that I'm saying she IS, just that i wish she'd hurry up and get married. I KNOW THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD JUST PRETEND YOU DIDN'T READ IT! Whada heck arya doin on mablog chanyway.
At least Kovs is getting somewhere. I hope. What's the point in having older older siblings if you can't marry them off anyway?
So, how come Fudge isn't engaged yet? That is the question. I once told my best friend 'your sister can't get married before MY sister! That wouldn't make any sense!' and yet.....
SHE'S SO ANNOYING! Fudge's a writer, and grammer type person. Plus she's in my family, so I assumed it'd take her a while to find the right guy. And also, she just doesn't seem like the marrying type. She seems like a 3rd grade english teacher, type. Not that I'm saying she IS, just that i wish she'd hurry up and get married. I KNOW THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD JUST PRETEND YOU DIDN'T READ IT! Whada heck arya doin on mablog chanyway.
At least Kovs is getting somewhere. I hope. What's the point in having older older siblings if you can't marry them off anyway?
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Oh my name is Mrs...
Hi ya'll!
It's that time of year again. Pesach cleaning. Yup.
BUT
I am hiding away in teh basement, writing my blog because there is no way in heck I'm gonna clean that fridge, plus Rafiki's doing it anyway. Having my family home is great (I miss you Kovi!) but there are some major downsides. For examplea: The Pt woke up this morning at who knows when and started sobbing her heart out. Then she starting kicking her bed and really whining, so Fudge asked her what was wrong. No repsonse. I politly thrust my head under my pillow (which I have not done since PT was three and couldn't STOP whining). Fudge kept repeatedly asking PT what was wrong and nothing was happening. Bingo. Now I have a headache. I think the reason she was whining is because she didn't know if it was morning yet. Whatever.
So, no school! That's awesome. I can sleep for as late as I want now, as long as a certain snotty little sister doesn't wake me up! The weather isn't exactly Pesidic yet though. I remember last Pesach like a slideshow:
dining room
grape juice
lotsa people
morning
eating farfel
going for a walk
coming inside
eating popsicles.
And I remember that to be a very good pesach. Join me in a sacred prayer for one that will be as good as that one.
oooohhhh maaaa yiiiiii maaaa.
And I am...OUT.
It's that time of year again. Pesach cleaning. Yup.
BUT
I am hiding away in teh basement, writing my blog because there is no way in heck I'm gonna clean that fridge, plus Rafiki's doing it anyway. Having my family home is great (I miss you Kovi!) but there are some major downsides. For examplea: The Pt woke up this morning at who knows when and started sobbing her heart out. Then she starting kicking her bed and really whining, so Fudge asked her what was wrong. No repsonse. I politly thrust my head under my pillow (which I have not done since PT was three and couldn't STOP whining). Fudge kept repeatedly asking PT what was wrong and nothing was happening. Bingo. Now I have a headache. I think the reason she was whining is because she didn't know if it was morning yet. Whatever.
So, no school! That's awesome. I can sleep for as late as I want now, as long as a certain snotty little sister doesn't wake me up! The weather isn't exactly Pesidic yet though. I remember last Pesach like a slideshow:
dining room
grape juice
lotsa people
morning
eating farfel
going for a walk
coming inside
eating popsicles.
And I remember that to be a very good pesach. Join me in a sacred prayer for one that will be as good as that one.
oooohhhh maaaa yiiiiii maaaa.
And I am...OUT.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
It's raining outside and the pt got wet
Oh yeah, I'ma feeling fine. I played like the best game of Machanayim there ever was. Like, for reals. I mean, I tipped like fiftten balls, got someone out even, and.....was cool.
But anyway, since nothing exciting is probable to happen in the next few minutes/days, I'm going to answer some questions that people asked me today in the most hilarious fashion possible.
Do I smell bad?
um....er.....uh....
What the heck kind of question is that anyway? I just don't know what to say when people ask me this stuff. I mean, I suppose I could say yes, but I don't go around sniffing people so techinically I don't know. So when this person asked me this question, I telled to her saying:
"What the heck kind of question is that anyway?"
Does it annoy you when I do this?
YES. VERY VERY MUCH. PLEASE STOP ASKING STUPID QUE-STIONS.
What can I say? People ask me stuff like this ALL DAY! Like, for a day job!
Rather annoyed,
signing off,
iguana.
But anyway, since nothing exciting is probable to happen in the next few minutes/days, I'm going to answer some questions that people asked me today in the most hilarious fashion possible.
Do I smell bad?
um....er.....uh....
What the heck kind of question is that anyway? I just don't know what to say when people ask me this stuff. I mean, I suppose I could say yes, but I don't go around sniffing people so techinically I don't know. So when this person asked me this question, I telled to her saying:
"What the heck kind of question is that anyway?"
Does it annoy you when I do this?
YES. VERY VERY MUCH. PLEASE STOP ASKING STUPID QUE-STIONS.
What can I say? People ask me stuff like this ALL DAY! Like, for a day job!
Rather annoyed,
signing off,
iguana.
Monday, March 23, 2009
It's not such a bad day out
Wow. I feel like an update. My blog is probably getting stale by now. Do blogs do that? You know, get stale? huh.
Chanyways, We're getting a new girl in our class tomorrow. Who saw that coming? I don't know how to feel about that anyway. Whatever. I have nothing to blog about really. Oh yeah, the weather is okay outside. Real good actually, like bearable even.
I'll have more to write about later peoples, trust me. Just proving to all ya'll I still live.
...Chokay that's a wrap, I'll be in my trailer....
Chanyways, We're getting a new girl in our class tomorrow. Who saw that coming? I don't know how to feel about that anyway. Whatever. I have nothing to blog about really. Oh yeah, the weather is okay outside. Real good actually, like bearable even.
I'll have more to write about later peoples, trust me. Just proving to all ya'll I still live.
...Chokay that's a wrap, I'll be in my trailer....
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
A little goes not a long way
Topic of the day: High metabolism.
Chokay, due to my Math Teacher, Mrs. P, being very bored as of late, she decided to pass out these 'do it yourself' type health slips. They said stuff like how many calories you're supposed to burn in one day, how many you need to gain weight, lose weight, etc.
She also mentioned high metabolism, to which many people in my class shared their VERY unwanted comments:
"Oh, I know this girl who has a real high metabolism. It's really disgusting, she sits down to eat and then in fifteen minutes she has to go to the bathroom (snarkle)!"
Things I could live without knowing! But anyway, as makes sense in this case, I became way to concerned with how much water I was drinking daily, calorie intake, and.....brace your ears for this one........asking myself how often I went to the bathroom. Why do people keep assaulting teenagers about their weight these days anyway?!?!?!?
Well, I'm not technically a teenager yet. Got three more months to go. At least I think that's how long. I'm too lazy to do the math and find out. It's March now, right? So my birthday's in July. Aw, who cares. So anyway, I've been really nervous about my weight and stuff. So I decided to write it all out on a blog, right? Hah! Am I smart or am I smart? Oh, they never saw this coming! I AM ON TOP OF THE WORLD!!!!!
Current mood- troubled! :{
Chokay, due to my Math Teacher, Mrs. P, being very bored as of late, she decided to pass out these 'do it yourself' type health slips. They said stuff like how many calories you're supposed to burn in one day, how many you need to gain weight, lose weight, etc.
She also mentioned high metabolism, to which many people in my class shared their VERY unwanted comments:
"Oh, I know this girl who has a real high metabolism. It's really disgusting, she sits down to eat and then in fifteen minutes she has to go to the bathroom (snarkle)!"
Things I could live without knowing! But anyway, as makes sense in this case, I became way to concerned with how much water I was drinking daily, calorie intake, and.....brace your ears for this one........asking myself how often I went to the bathroom. Why do people keep assaulting teenagers about their weight these days anyway?!?!?!?
Well, I'm not technically a teenager yet. Got three more months to go. At least I think that's how long. I'm too lazy to do the math and find out. It's March now, right? So my birthday's in July. Aw, who cares. So anyway, I've been really nervous about my weight and stuff. So I decided to write it all out on a blog, right? Hah! Am I smart or am I smart? Oh, they never saw this coming! I AM ON TOP OF THE WORLD!!!!!
Current mood- troubled! :{
Friday, March 13, 2009
A kid half my size...
is trying to bully me.
Hard to believe, right? I mean, she's tiny. She thinks she can bully me. Ugh, she's annoying. She is trying really hard to get me mad. She:
take my davening spot
take our table at lunch (yes, she's trying to boil me AND my friends)
messes with my sketchbooks during mincha
makes weird faces at me (..to try to get me to laugh?)
tries to bump me in the hallway, only she's too short
thinks she's on top of the world, obviously
rifles through my lunch box when I'm not looking
pretends to be high all the time (because she thinks she can get away with bullying if she is)
A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G
But I am the MATURE one, so I haven't punched her lights out yet. But she definatly knows I can, and WILL if she keeps gratin' my nerves. Which she is doing at an alarming rate. Whatever.
Oh yeah, the carnival was fun. But it would've been more fun if the bully and her entorouge hadn't been complaining about simmy and my booth all the time. And they were WAY too old for our booth, so they blamed it on us that they weren't having fun. Although, I have to admit, Simmy was a LITTLE obnoxious with them, but it's nothing to cry your lungs out about. Besides, they deserve it.
I'm trying to ignore her, because I know she'll give up after a while. Then she usually finds someone younger to bully, but I think she knows if she can get me mad enough, I will kick her in the gut (I've done it before). And that will get me in a lot of trouble, so I just try to avoid her.
But, man, it's not easy! When someone goes out of their way to be rude, it gets noticed! Oh yeah, that's the good part! 8th grade (:D) has noticed she's so obnoxious, and have started to deny her access to their classroom, computers, food, soda, and all the other cool stuff the 8th grade usually give out to the kids.
Man, YES sucks. Maybe Tam will be better. Which reminds me: ONLY ONE YEAR TO GO!!!! NEXT YEAR I'LL BE IN TAM!!!! W0O0O0O0OT!!!!
Hard to believe, right? I mean, she's tiny. She thinks she can bully me. Ugh, she's annoying. She is trying really hard to get me mad. She:
take my davening spot
take our table at lunch (yes, she's trying to boil me AND my friends)
messes with my sketchbooks during mincha
makes weird faces at me (..to try to get me to laugh?)
tries to bump me in the hallway, only she's too short
thinks she's on top of the world, obviously
rifles through my lunch box when I'm not looking
pretends to be high all the time (because she thinks she can get away with bullying if she is)
A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G
But I am the MATURE one, so I haven't punched her lights out yet. But she definatly knows I can, and WILL if she keeps gratin' my nerves. Which she is doing at an alarming rate. Whatever.
Oh yeah, the carnival was fun. But it would've been more fun if the bully and her entorouge hadn't been complaining about simmy and my booth all the time. And they were WAY too old for our booth, so they blamed it on us that they weren't having fun. Although, I have to admit, Simmy was a LITTLE obnoxious with them, but it's nothing to cry your lungs out about. Besides, they deserve it.
I'm trying to ignore her, because I know she'll give up after a while. Then she usually finds someone younger to bully, but I think she knows if she can get me mad enough, I will kick her in the gut (I've done it before). And that will get me in a lot of trouble, so I just try to avoid her.
But, man, it's not easy! When someone goes out of their way to be rude, it gets noticed! Oh yeah, that's the good part! 8th grade (:D) has noticed she's so obnoxious, and have started to deny her access to their classroom, computers, food, soda, and all the other cool stuff the 8th grade usually give out to the kids.
Man, YES sucks. Maybe Tam will be better. Which reminds me: ONLY ONE YEAR TO GO!!!! NEXT YEAR I'LL BE IN TAM!!!! W0O0O0O0OT!!!!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Happy Purim ya'll!
I still alive!
yup, I survived Ta'anis Esther. Chalk up one more for iguana's great feats of wonder.
So, guess who's running a booth at the annual purim carnival?
Tahts right! My best friend simmy and I are in charge of the FLUFF AND CHIPS BOOOTH!!! SCORE! And you know what our job is? For a full two hours, simmy and I get to stuff spoonfuls of marshmallow fluff into little kids' mouths! Oh the joy and happiness!
Frielichen Purim peoples!
yup, I survived Ta'anis Esther. Chalk up one more for iguana's great feats of wonder.
So, guess who's running a booth at the annual purim carnival?
Tahts right! My best friend simmy and I are in charge of the FLUFF AND CHIPS BOOOTH!!! SCORE! And you know what our job is? For a full two hours, simmy and I get to stuff spoonfuls of marshmallow fluff into little kids' mouths! Oh the joy and happiness!
Frielichen Purim peoples!
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