Hello fellow readers and non readers alike! With the end of spring break and the first and a half first weeks of school over, I believe it is now time to assume my normal blogging duties. I bet you are wondering how my spring break was: It was great!
I sat around,played video games, played outside, got shot by an arrow..etc-all the things that usually happen during spring break. Well, I also got some of my first experiences too. Nope, I didn't kiss Cary Grant alive from the grave. Nice guess. Let me list some of the things that I have done, just for you!
1. I got shot by an arrow.
I suppose I should have seen this one coming. I was playing football with my younger brother when I suddenly felt a sharp sting of pain on my leg. Looking down, I see that my leg is lightly trickling blood. Looking up, I see my sister with a make shift bow pointing at me. Apparently she made a bow out of a flexible stick and some rubber bands. She had made the arrow out of a sharpened stick.
"I'm sorry! The wind got it!" She said.
Sure...
2. I tried to jump a fence only to fall on my behind.
I was playing football again with my brother when we threw the ball over our neighbor's chain link fence. It isn't even five feet high, so it looked safe enough to jump over. I gazed over at the fence longingly and said, "Gee, I've never jumped a fence before." My brother nodded and said, "Go ahead."
So with a running start I bounded towards the fence. (Hard to do in flip flops)I got a solid grip on the top and hurled myself over.
Okay, maybe not "hurled". More like, "Lost momentum half way over and fell on my butt on the other side". Not much of a difference, really. I had a bruise on my thigh for like a week.
3. I wrote a play.
Well, I had worked on a play of mine for about a week and then I finished it on the first day of spring break or something. Either way, it was a cool accomplishment for me! It's my longest one yet, which isn't saying much because it is only like 64 pages long, but still! That makes two in less than six months! Hurrah.
4. I played Final Fantasy XIII a lot.
It's pretty good so far. I'll let you know about it in the future review.
Well, that's the basic catch up! I must say I've missed you readers. (Or maybe just reader. I don't know who actually reads this thing..)
Until next time!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
It's the Easter Esther!
Hi folks! Two holiday posts in a row, eh? As you all know, it's Hunt More Eggs Than the Children Can Day!
Well actually, it's Easter.
Easter is one of my favorite holidays. That's because it's a family thing in which all of the members of the family have a good time. I also like the food, and the wonderful meaning that the holiday is all about. And, I like hunting eggs.
What? Too old to hunt eggs, you say? NEVER! You are never too old to go out into the wilderness with your egg hunting brethren and pick up as many of those elliptical things as you can. The older, the better, I say. (I'm fifteen so I should know.) A few years back, I found around 40 eggs in one go. Although I've matured enough this year to leave eggs for the kids that are younger than me, so I've only picked up 14 this year at my homeschool egg hunt. The urge to pick up every one I saw was huge, but I restrained myself.
Another thing I like about this holiday is that I can make up my own traditions. Last night I had difficulty sleeping as I sometimes do, and I decided to annoy my sister in an act of pure genius. I grabbed my bag of plastic eggs from underneath my bed and decided to stuff the majority of them underneath my sis's pillow. She has the bunk above me so all I had to do was reach my long arm up and fit as many eggs under her pillow as I could. She didn't notice because she had our cat up there, who was currently attacking her face. Anyway, I laid back in my bed and said, "The Easter Esther sleeps well tonight". I'm thinking about stuffing eggs underneath pillows every year! She kind of freaked out when she discovered that I managed to put ten there when she wasn't looking.
So, there you have it. The magic that is Easter. Do you love Easter, Pierre?
PIERRE: MY EARS ITCH!
Pierre, always forgetting that you have no ears. Until next time folks.
Well actually, it's Easter.
Easter is one of my favorite holidays. That's because it's a family thing in which all of the members of the family have a good time. I also like the food, and the wonderful meaning that the holiday is all about. And, I like hunting eggs.
What? Too old to hunt eggs, you say? NEVER! You are never too old to go out into the wilderness with your egg hunting brethren and pick up as many of those elliptical things as you can. The older, the better, I say. (I'm fifteen so I should know.) A few years back, I found around 40 eggs in one go. Although I've matured enough this year to leave eggs for the kids that are younger than me, so I've only picked up 14 this year at my homeschool egg hunt. The urge to pick up every one I saw was huge, but I restrained myself.
Another thing I like about this holiday is that I can make up my own traditions. Last night I had difficulty sleeping as I sometimes do, and I decided to annoy my sister in an act of pure genius. I grabbed my bag of plastic eggs from underneath my bed and decided to stuff the majority of them underneath my sis's pillow. She has the bunk above me so all I had to do was reach my long arm up and fit as many eggs under her pillow as I could. She didn't notice because she had our cat up there, who was currently attacking her face. Anyway, I laid back in my bed and said, "The Easter Esther sleeps well tonight". I'm thinking about stuffing eggs underneath pillows every year! She kind of freaked out when she discovered that I managed to put ten there when she wasn't looking.
So, there you have it. The magic that is Easter. Do you love Easter, Pierre?
PIERRE: MY EARS ITCH!
Pierre, always forgetting that you have no ears. Until next time folks.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
OH NO!
AAAAAAH! Pierre Le Pickell is on fire! NO! NO! Somebody put him out! Put him out! NOoOoOoO!
......
APRIL FOOLS!
Ha ha! I got you didn't I? I bet you really thought Pierre was on fire. He isn't though. He is just in front of a green screen. Right, Pierre?
PIERRE: I PITY THE FOOL!
Always the kind one Pierre. Well, as you know, it is April the 1st, which means it is Play a Mean and Cruel Joke on Your Friends Day! Er-I mean April Fools day! Da da da!
The problem is, I have never been a big fan of this holiday. It may stem from the fact that I hate startling people. It also could be...well. Okay, I'm a horrible liar, see? I couldn't lie even if I tried, which makes it rather difficult to play a joke on someone. There is the one time that I tried, and it didn't go so well. I guess I was around seven or so, and noticing that it was April the first, I decided to shout,
"Hey mom, look! It's a calendar, right over there!"
Mom turned her head sharply and looked where I was pointing. There was no calendar, because I had tricked her.
"April fools Mom!" I said.
"Oh tarnation. You've done tricked me, Esther. I really thought there was a calendar." My mom said. Then she walked away and returned to her business. Do you want to know what happened after that?
I felt like dirt, that's what. I ran up to my mom and shouted,
"I AM SO SORRY I LIED TO YOU THAT THERE WAS A CALENDER WHEN THERE REALLY WASN'T AND I WISH YOU WOULD FORGIVE ME I'M SORRY MOM!"
There was a silence, then my mom said, "It's okay, Esther."
And the guilt melted away. So you see, I can't trick people in person without regretting it fully. But anyway, I guess I'm doing fine because I tricked you into thinking that Pierre was on fire. I must be getting somewhere in becoming a deceitful person. Yay! Enjoy your April!
......
APRIL FOOLS!
Ha ha! I got you didn't I? I bet you really thought Pierre was on fire. He isn't though. He is just in front of a green screen. Right, Pierre?
PIERRE: I PITY THE FOOL!
Always the kind one Pierre. Well, as you know, it is April the 1st, which means it is Play a Mean and Cruel Joke on Your Friends Day! Er-I mean April Fools day! Da da da!
The problem is, I have never been a big fan of this holiday. It may stem from the fact that I hate startling people. It also could be...well. Okay, I'm a horrible liar, see? I couldn't lie even if I tried, which makes it rather difficult to play a joke on someone. There is the one time that I tried, and it didn't go so well. I guess I was around seven or so, and noticing that it was April the first, I decided to shout,
"Hey mom, look! It's a calendar, right over there!"
Mom turned her head sharply and looked where I was pointing. There was no calendar, because I had tricked her.
"April fools Mom!" I said.
"Oh tarnation. You've done tricked me, Esther. I really thought there was a calendar." My mom said. Then she walked away and returned to her business. Do you want to know what happened after that?
I felt like dirt, that's what. I ran up to my mom and shouted,
"I AM SO SORRY I LIED TO YOU THAT THERE WAS A CALENDER WHEN THERE REALLY WASN'T AND I WISH YOU WOULD FORGIVE ME I'M SORRY MOM!"
There was a silence, then my mom said, "It's okay, Esther."
And the guilt melted away. So you see, I can't trick people in person without regretting it fully. But anyway, I guess I'm doing fine because I tricked you into thinking that Pierre was on fire. I must be getting somewhere in becoming a deceitful person. Yay! Enjoy your April!
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