Fish Food.... need i say more? (well yes i do because im writing this post but that is beside the point!)

Sometime in the day, a conversation got started about how some people ate dog or cat food as children, or ate dog treats for money or just out of curiosity... well I thought and thought about this subject and the worst thing I remember eating was fish food. not worst as in it tasted bad, because really, it didn't taste that bad. kinda salty, but worst as in it was worst for my health.... but anyway, so when I was 7 or 8 I was in the living room and I decided that our fish wanted some food. My mom and dad were in the other room paying no mind to me and I knew we hadn't fed the fish yet. so, with this on my mind I decided to do just that. I went over to the fish tank and grabbed the fish food off. but there was a problem. the lid was stuck on pretty tight. I pulled and pulled and finally I got that stupid lid off. what I also did was spill half the can of fish flakes on the floor. So naturally I started to freak out like "oh my gosh!!! mommy and daddy are gonna kill me and then they'll yell at me and be mad!" or something to that effect. now, I guess you could say I wasn't your normal 8 year old. because a normal 8 year old would have tried to pick the flakes up and put them back in the can. but no, what I decided was a better idea was to take and eat the fish flakes that I had dropped on the floor. so that's exactly what I did. I ate almost half a can of fish flakes because I didn't want to get in trouble. unfortunately, I thought that they didn't taste half bad, so i started eating them right out of the can... and for the next few days when I went to feed the fish, I would eat the fish flakes too. so that might explain why I am a little strange.... honestly, I don't eat them any more...

Shipoopi

the new swear word. Now, Shipoopi is actually a song from the musical The Music Man which is the musical my high school is doing this year. now over the past 2 weeks we've been learning the dance to the song Shipoopi. now I know what's running through your head "shipoopi... hehe... you said poopi" or something to that effect. but the dance to this song is intense! 90% of it is hopping. and then we split off into groups and our director, Frau, decided that she wanted a group of girls who could do cartwheels. which i can, so i immediately raised my hand, not knowing what was going to become of this. so, as it turns out, i have to do a cartwheel over a guys legs. to explain, he stands like he is sitting on a chair, with his legs out. I put my arms under his legs and essentially put my shoulders on his knees and he grabs my waist and sorta holds me so i don't fall while doing the cartwheel. this is easier said than done. I am so afraid that I'm gonna end up kicking my guy in the face! and i developed a bad habit of trying to put my hands on his knees and cartwheel over his knees like that. which resultsin me failing miserably. the first time i tried it i ended up on the floor which was interesting, to say the least and Frau is making our chorus teacher make us go out in the hall during the last few minutes of class and practice the cartwheels over and over again until we get them right. it's gonna be an interesting few weeks. but anyway. so this dance is so hard that whenever someone says Shipoopi, i swear at least five people go "ARGHHH!!!" not like a pirate, but like frustration. 

Of Course How Could I Forget The Devil Cat My Step-Mom Brought Home!

as I sat upinmy room doing my homework I heard the door open and my step mom called up to me "allie! come see my new kitty!" the first thought my mind could conjure was "holy shit, why the hell do we need another freaking cat?!" but i obediantly came down to see the kitty. so i walked downstairs and saw the kitty and I immediately changed my mind and thought it was the most adoreable thing ever! his name was Habbs. Habbs seemed friendly enough so I sat there watching this adoreable little critter explore my house. We showed him the litter box and the upstairs and the downstairsthen we let him be. a few hours later the topic came up and someone asked"where's Habbs?" My brother went and found Habbs in his room so we let him be until bed time. Around 10:00 adam went up to his room and moved the pillow on his bed and for some reason this pissed Habbs off and that cat freaked out! he snarled and hissed in protest. So he went and got my sister. I heard a horrible snarl and i thought it was my sister yelling at dog. nope. it was Habbs. That cat was not happy. we all went up there and he started freaking out! he acted possessed! we tried to get him off of the book shelf where he was perched but he snarled and hissed and spat so we got a blanket and chased him with it. now i've never been afraid of a cat except for this one! he landed near my feet and i screamed and jumped on the t.v stand. this coming from the girl who will sit there and play with mice and rats and snakes and every other animal. this cat was a lunatic. so we kept him for a few days and FINALLY returned him to lollipop farm which is an animal adoption center here. now we have a fat giant kitty named spencer :) he is friendly and he has a flap of fat on his tummy :P

Social Studies

In social studies this week we've been talking about the Crusades. Before we could talk of crusades though, we had to learn about Muslims. We learned that the Muslim founder, Muhammad, was basically like the massiah for christians. so anyway,the people who he tried to spread muslim teachings to did not like itand they wanted to kill Muhammad. but Stalder explained it more like this "Muhammadcame back and the priests were mad and they were like "i think we're gonna kill you"" now my first thought was "were they really that indecisive???" they only thought they were going to kill Muhammad. but Muhammad came back with a vengance and made Muslim religion the main religion. ha ha. and somehow we got off on a rabbit trail and Stalderkept on saying we were all throwing"verbal daggers" at eachother. and we got more off topic and he was like man i'm afraid now that the school trooper isnt here. and we all were thinking "why?!" and of course,he comes out with: "Noah is going to throw verbal daggars at me!" of course we all laughed at this. and that was the gist of the whole class, yes there is a place where teachers still use the term "verbal daggars" it's called marion, come visit ornot, we might throw verbal daggars at you... :P  

More Birthday Party Antics :)

so last Saturday I went to a birthday partyfor my friends Jess and Chey. It began like any normal birthday party would. we ate pizza, Jess and Chey opend thier gifts and we ate ice cream cake. A short while after that we all decided it was time to take a trip to the hot tub. This of course excited me since I'd never gone in a hot tub before. so we ran across the snow and got into the hot tub. now there was 7 girls in that hot tub so it got pretty cramped and we decided to have a foam war.so we threw foam around and someone found a chlorine tablet which jess quickly informed us would make us blind if we ate it. haha. that made me laugh but i was starting to get a headache so i got out. well i went and sat down for a while with Kimmie and Courtney and we listened to music for a while and then the rest of the girls came in all freaked out saying they saw shadow creatures. which frightened all of us so we stayed inside. about half an hour later Jess proclaimed "let's go stair sledding". i had never heard of stair sledding and so i watched Jess as she ran and got a box and set it at the top of the stairs. at this point I was thinking "oh my gosh Jess, you're gonna die" but she sat right down and slid down the stairs. Well some where in my 15 year old mind I decidehttp://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6350532417694901693d that this looked like a marvelous idea and so I pronpltly sat on the cardboard box and flew down the stairs. It hurt my knees but it was also very fun! :D but needless to say I did not do it again. after this event i went and watched t.v and took some advil to make my headache go away. about an hour later my headache had gone and I decided that the screams coming from Jess's room souded interesting so I ran in and almost rolled right over Jake. Jess's older brother. Jake is like 6 feet tall and is freaking huge, like muscle huge. he's a pretty scary lookin guy. so i ran to the bed and sat there with my pillow. he tried taking my pillow which he succeeded in doing until Kimmie latched onto the pillow and i latched onto Kimmie and it was like one huge tug-of-war. He eventually got the pillow and when he did he decided it would be fun to smash my head against the bed frame. which was not fun. to say the least. so i latched onto the pillow again and he dragged me across the room trying to get it back and calling me "you little bitch" which I thought was pretty hysterical. and after about and hour he gave up on thisgame and we all decided we would get ready for bed. According to Autumn I fell asleep talking like mid-sentence.haha (: I'm skilled like that. and that was pretty much the exciting parts of the party.

oh birthday parties... (:

so i was at my friends birthday party a few weeks ago and well it was a pretty ordinary birthday party for a while, we had pizza and chicken wings and we gave the birthday girl presents. well, we all started getting a little over tired and so one girl said "hey, if you take any book title and add "in your pants" to it, it instantly becomes funny!" so we took the birthday girls nook, all 6 of us crowded around that tiny little thing and we began searching through book titles which went something like thiss "tick tock.. in your pants" "pride and prejudice... in your pants" "adventure time... in your pants" "holes... in your pants" and "deeper... in your pants" which were a scarce few of the many titles we made into a pervy joke. then the part continued, we played just dance two on the wii, and i learned how to play tetris and we played tetris party which i always lost at but it was still fun. then the next morning we all were discussing how people write things on stop signs, such as "don't STOP beleiveing" and i was thinking and i was like OMG! we could write "Uncle Sam want's you. to STOP your car" and so i drew what it would look like on a paper plate. haha. it was pretty funny. oh! and chey brought a crayola glow writer thing and we had a lot of fun with that. and ama's cat doesn't like it when you poke his belly xD so of course, i poked his belly repeatedly :P just because it was funny.

~ZestyUnicornBits

venting... if you don't want to listen to me go on and on about issues in my life, stop reading this post.

so, to those imaginary people who may or may not be reading my blog, i'm kinda upset at the moment. to start it off, I havn't heard from Sam in over a month. his myyearbook is gone, i can't find him on facebook because theres 500 pages of sam (insert correct last name here) on facebook. and his phone is lost or off or dead or all of the above. so havning not heard from him in a month, i've been kinda depressed of late. only 1 or 2 of my friends understands the emotional hell i feel like i'm in right now but i don't want to bother them because i always tell them about my problems and i feel like i get annoying. next we got this puppy. and everytime he makes a mess in the house it's "allie, go clean up the mess YOUR DOG made" and everyone is fighting, my brother sits around the freaking house all day and does almost nothing except homework then says he has a migranes and goes to bed and leaves the work for everyone else. my step mom brought home he cat from hell. this cat is fucking evil. it went up to my brother's room and we tried to get it out, my brother was up there alone and he moved one pillow and the cat flipped out on him. if someone got within ten feet of it it would growl and freak out and if you came any closer it would literally attack you. it's like possessed. and id on't even remember what else i was upset about.. it's mostly the thing with sam i guess.... oh wait no. to top that off, my ex is now friends with my brother again and he came over and sent me a text asking me if i would kiss him. i told him no and he's asked for dirty pics of me and he keeps trying to get me to come over to his house. no. way. ugh i'm so stressed. i feel like dieing... anyway... that was my rant....