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My Bodily Heater Has Died, And I’m Hungry

15 Dec

I have a huge problem. I can’t seem to stay warm. Every time I have to go outside I immediately start shivering even though I have three coats on. Some of my best friends retain heat really well, and when I’m outside with them I practically hang off of them so I can steal their body heat. Yes. I know I kind of resemble a leech when it comes to warmth. That would also explain my unsightly attachment to my friends furry gray blanket. It just so warm and fuzzy…
-creepy smile-
But ANYWHOO, yeah. I don’t know how to stay warm when I’m outside. No matter what I do, I always end up freezing cold in the end. It makes me detest the holidays. I can’t wait until I can drive.
Another problem I have is the Munchies.
The Munchies for me are this irrisistable craving to eat anything and everything in sight. I will literally eat right through you if you get in my way. You can tell if I have the Munchies because there will be a trail of crumbs and wrappers from the food I am so hungrily devouring. Last time this happened, I ate a bajillion granola bars, a box of snack mix, a bunch of yogurt, and probably about six jars of pistachios. The only reason I stopped was because my mom told me it was dinner, so you can add a huge salad to the ever-growing list of food. Yes I am aware of this problem, and I’m working on getting it under control. But you will never understand the power of the Munchies unless you have experienced them first hand, as I have.
Oh, the horror!


Are You Illiterate?!

15 Dec

It disturbs me greatly that people cannot seem to spell. Especially when technology gets involved. People seem to be increasingly dependent on spell check and other things because they simply cannot figure out the correct spellings to simple words. Some can’t find the difference between their, there, and they’re.
‘There’ is used to describe a location or place.
They left the wrapped gifts there.
‘They’re’ is simply a contraction of ‘they are’
They’re leaving Christmas Gifts at peoples houses.
And ‘their’ is used to indicate possession.
Their hearts were full of holiday cheer as they left gifts at peoples houses
See? Was that so hard to understand?
It also bothers me when people use texting language 24/7. Some people even use it in their rough drafts for English essays! I mean, come on! Using ‘r’ for ‘are’ and ‘u’ for ‘you’ is not acceptable. You’re perfectly capable of using proper grammar in the real world. Texting language should be limited on the internet too. Most of the time when I read things important of the internet with many errors in spelling and grammar I get bored and frustrated with the piece of work and don’t take it seriously. Why? Because it’s unprofessional and makes you look dumb. Limiting your vocabulary only hinders your writing abilities.
Watch me have a million spelling errors on this post.

Internet Party!

13 Dec

So I have this thing I say a lot when I’m excited. You may have noticed it in a few of my earlier posts, but I tend to say,
Now, a few of you may be wondering what an internet party is. Well, it’s when a bunch of people talk to each other over the internet (or by phone) while blasting music and dancing in their rooms and drinking a bunch of monster. (Monster happens to be a favorite energy drink of mine.) It’s such a weird concept that I have come up with, but definately interesting. In theory. You see, many things could go wrong while having an internet party. One might accidently explode a can of monster all over their keyboard, short circuit the computer, get electrocuted, and then set on fire. Or the whole network could crash from so many people rocking out to hardcore music and typing furiously to each other. That would cause mass chaos and rioting. Not a good thing.
But it would be fun, sort of.
I take it that my idea of fun is very different from yours. My idea of fun is chilling with my friends and being stupid, like screaming out of the windows of a car after visiting Burger King or just hanging out at someones house and fighting over who gets the comforter when playing video games. (In case you didn’t know, it is very relaxing to be wrapped up in a comforter or blanket while playing video games or watching your friends fight to the death on screen. These activities are very fundamental to my teenage years.)
For example, my friend has a very nice blanket at his house that is all furry and gray and very, very, VERY soft. I always insist on having it when at his house because I don’t have one at mine and it’s something I can’t resist. We have often fought over the blanket because I just want to lie on the floor all wrapped up like a caterpillar but he also wants the blanket, and before you know it, a full blown pillow fight/tickle war has broken out.
Yep. That’s my life.
I also have this really bad habit of sleeping at other peoples houses. It’s become this thing in the past few months where if I’m at the persons house for more than 2 1/2 hours I end up falling asleep on the floor or on someones bed or couch at some point. I think it’s becoming a bad habit.
Oh well, I guess I can’t help it. And I’m just too weird to care.

Nonconformists? I Don’t Think So.

13 Dec

My dad thinks I’m really weird for many reasons. One of those reasons is the fact that I go against everything normal. You say pie, I say cake. You say polite table manners, I say burping loudly and denying that I was the one to blame. You say normal colored hair, I say BLUE HAIR DYE!! My point is that I am just a misfit. But who cares? I certaintly don’t. I have been acting like a nonconformist all my life. But what happens when nonconformists all become the same? You are then forced to go out and forge a new nonconforming style or personality. It’s ridiculous!
It’s stupid to go out and say to everyone, “Look!! I’m a nonconformist! Internet party!” In reality, you have just branded yourself and are now like all the other nonconformists and have successfully made yourself a conformist. I know, it’s confusing. Let me explain what a conformist is.
A conformist is anyone who goes with the styles and trends and thinks like everybody else, all voting for the same wack president, all going with the flow, all being the same as everyone around them. Picture them, your modern day prep in high school. They are the perfect images of conformists.
Now, picture someone with bright green hair, a band shirt, buckled platform boots, and hot pink jeans. (Yes, all of the things mentioned above do exist.) They don’t agree with our government and act out wildly, against our vision of society. This is a perfect example of a nonconformist. They are inventive, and they think outside the box. But what happens when you put a bunch of nonconformists in a room all together?
That’s right, they immediately all look the same. All of them have wildly colored hair, all wear platform boots, and all have hot pink jeans and disagree with our government. They all become conformists because they all think and act the same.
What happens when you put a single prep in the middle of that crowd? That’s right. That single prep becomes the nonconformist because he or she is different from the other people with the dyed hair and brightly colored clothes.
So, in reality, being a conformist or a nonconformist is really stupid because all you have to do is change the people around you and your status is changed from either a plain ordinary person or to a wildly crazed and odd-looking child.

My Apples are Malfunctioning

12 Dec

So I checked out my blog to make sure that all my posts for the past week or two look good if I’m logged out, and guess what I saw?
There has been NOTHING POSTED.
For some reason the app didn’t post all my updates for the past week. I am not amused. I was looking forward to a great and incredible start to the month and it flops on me. Like a big mushy pancake. Ewwhh. Anyway, since I can’t possibly write 11 more posts in one day, I will write two posts a day for the next few days to catch up on my blogging. And I will double check to make sure my apps are updating my blog properly. (I blog primarily from my phone. Apples is code word for apps, in case you were wondering about the title.)
Why does the world of technology hate me? I thought they would love me for all the crap I put on the internet but apparently not because NOTHING IS FREAKING POSTING!!

I Am Officially Back

1 Dec

Hello people of the world! I am now returned for the rest of the year!! Hooray! INTERNET PARTY!!
And yes I am painfully aware of my fail to keep up with the blog in November, but it’s a fresh month and a fresh start. I am back on track to posting every day, and the Word of the Week will be continued. :3 (Jessie says she also wants in on the fun so every once in a while she will be putting her paws up on the keyboard.)
To all of you NaNoWriMo people, I sadly didn’t win, but I gave it my best shot and it was a great learning experience. I really enjoyed it and next year I will be trying again, fingers crossed! Yes, I am sad that I wasn’t able to win, no, I do not regret spending all my time on NaNoWriMo and not here, but you weren’t forgotten!! I would give you all my readers hugs so you know how much I love you guys but my computer screen is blocking the way. Stupid computer.
But anyway, the game is back on. The future will be filled with entertaining tales of the school year and all the stupid things that come along with the holidays. Enjoy!

An Apology and a New Monthly Plan

1 Nov

I just realized that I haven’t really posted a lot in these past few weeks. However, I have an excuse! Thursday is the end of the quarter and I am struggling to keep up my grades, especially Science and Math. But, it’s about to get worse for you readers. As you writers know, today is the start of NaNoWriMo. This means I will be occupied with writing my novel, and not my blog. I promise to keep up with the Word-of-the-Week, and I will post every sunday to let you know how my novel is coming along. But for now, I will not be posting daily until NaNoWriMo is over.

I hope you enjoy my writing, and my book will be updated daily on my second blog. I’ll be back soon!

Sincerely, thekreativekitty.

Why Is It Snowing?

29 Oct

Ok, I am now convinced that the end of the world is approaching. Why, you may ask? Well, it’s snowing. And It isn’t even Halloween!! This is ridiculous. And it isn’t little itty-bitty snowflake fairies, its heavy snow pebbles. There is at least three inches of snow gathering on the lid of the garbage can and it’s really heavy. How in the world are people going to be able to go Trick-or-Treating when they are getting muddy snow in their shoes? It’s going to be freezing!

But enough about snow. I am now in the process of reorganizing my room. (a.k.a. the Great Cleanup.) My room was apparently a huge mess and needed to be cleaned completely. The only problem is, my room was what I called the den of organized clutter. It was a delicate balance of chaos and organization. Now, since I am putting everything in its rightful place, I feel as if the right side of my brain is getting swept in the corner. I ache for that chaos and messy paradise my room once was. But now, it is becoming a room of a left-brained straight-A student’s room.

I know, life is terrible, but I will find the strength to survive this terrible ordeal know to all as cleaning.

I Think Sugar is Bad for Me

28 Oct

So I’m at a friends birthday party/sleepover and I’m sugar high. I’m also blogging on the go, (which means I’m on my phone running down the battery.)
Anyway, I’ve had a bunch of sugar and am consequently sugar high, as I’ve said before. This bought of sugaryness had included laughing spasms on the floor, not being able to breathe, not being able to stand still, and constantly quivering. Yea. Pretty disturbing. BUT it was fun… sort of. But I picked up my phone and then realized that I hadn’t blogged yet. Soooo I thought I should do something that would include my hyperness and tell you about my current state. Here are a few things that do not happen or exist when I get a hold on sugar:
1. Calm and serenity
2. All common sense jumps out the window
3. Any quiet
So that’s about the only things that do not exist around me.

Oh, and this is my 50th post! Internet party!!!

The Ace of Players

27 Oct

I just realized that I missed two days in my post-a-day series for this month. Oops! But I’ll make it up… somehow.
But anyway, I’ve been working for a little over two weeks on a project for the Mexican Day of the Dead. My art club made paper mache skulls and we painted them with acrylic paints. I painted mine black with white and red designs, like three-leaf clovers, diamonds, spades, and aces. Sound familiar? Well that’s because I based my skull off of playing cards.
There is an odd story behind the name of the skull. He is called the Ace of Players, but I usually call him Mr. Bobbles. When I made him out of paper mache, I accidently sat him on the wrong side and he dried lop-sided. I painted him anyway, but I glued some cards under his uneven side so it would look like Mr. Bobbles was leaning on the cards, going along with the playing card theme. Here are a few pics and then I’m out!





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