Ahhhhhhhh a monster!!
This is a picture of Clinton and Obama mixed!
obama: Ya lets win this thing!
Clinton: fishy, fishy
Monday, February 25, 2008
funny 2008 primary elections
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Meanest Girl Book Review
I read the book the meanest girl by Debora Allie. Its about a tween who is dealing with all kinds of problems.
Problem #1- she has a crush on her L.A. teacher and she writes that in her journal that she handed in to him.
Problem #2- She doesn't like this girl because she thinks that the girl is mean to her
Problem #3- She fond out that her dad never died like she was told but left her.
Problem #4- She gets a anonymous note in her locker telling her that she had a secret admirer and it turns out to be a prank.
By the end of the story she finds out that not everything is the way they seem and to give things second chances.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
My worst night-mares
My 5 worst night-mares are...
1#- rabid dogs
2#- bugs
3#- clowns with fangs and heavy make-up
4#- a endless hall that's black and goes on forever
5#- funeral church bells
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Caribbean Fruits
From top to bottom, Passion Fruit, Sea Grape, Soursop....
Passion Fruit (Passiflora edulis)- Its native to South America. The fruit is purple when its ripe. The insides are usually eaten raw. The juice can be made in to a drink or to flavor ice-cream. Picture is ripe.
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Sea Grape (Coccoloba uvifera)- Historians think that this was the first fruit Columbus saw when he reached the Caribbean in the fifteenth century. The bunches of grapes don't ripen evenly. They are hard not like normal grapes and very sour (I like them anyways.) They have allot of pectin in them so they are good for jelly and jelly preserves. Some people use them for soup. Picture is not ripe when the fruit is ripe its purple.
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Soursop (Annona muricata)- The tree grows fast, it has shiny leaves, and has yellow-green flowers. As you can see from my picture the fruit is green and has spikes. the inside of the fruit is whitish-pink and can be made into a drink. Picture is ripe.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
The Meme Thing
My mom is getting on my case about not doing the meme thing she tagged me with so I've Gaven up. I'm supposed to write 7 interesting things about me than tag like i think 7 people but i forgot anyways #1....
#1- Ive had three nicknames, my old one from my old school was elfears, my one at my new school is celebirty and yes with the i before r because im not a very good speller, and by a werd kid just kiddin hes not weird at my new school im named woodchuck for biting a girl at the begining of the year (she told me to... the first time.)
#2- I <3 lipgloss, but dosent every girl in my school like it?
#3- I wear a pair of big white glasses everyware when its not sunny i wear it on my hair, Its like my signiture like abe had the tall black hat and ceaser had red boots.
#4- I have like the worlds worst spelling! And get this I hate spell check!!!
#5- I like the song rock star by hannah montana even thoUgh most people my age dosent like her.
#6- I use he computer more than i should but im usuly on IM.
#7- I enjoy shakespearen insults, Thou smell of mountain goat.
its to hard to tag 7 peeps so u just do this on your blog and check out my moms blog for more details go to my moms blog
My Need to Pee
A true story written, and edited by K. Foyt
I dedicate this story to spell check
I was lying down on the guest room bed. I had just pressed the awesome little button on the side of the lamp nailed above the bed post. Since my grandma was the most frequent user of our magnificent guest room everything was very elegant. The walls were painted yellow and had a creamy white molding. The walls were lined with clocks. Mostly porcelain with flowery paintings next to each Roman numeral.
I was now lying across the bed (and not under the covers) with my legs resting on top of two pillows. I was reading the book Weird Stuff by Richard Tulloch. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a good laugh.
All of a sudden this rushing pain rushes through my body. I putt it off as long as possible because I was reading deeper, and deeper into to my book it was drawing me in no sucking me. The soccer coach just called Kelvin a sniveling smear of snail snot.
But the urge grows undeniable. I leap off the bed and twist he brass knob connecting the guest room to the bathroom. Locked! I assume that I forgot to unlock it last time I took a shower (which could have been years ago.)
I race around the hall to the bathrooms other entrance faster than last field day. I slam open the door so hard if probably left a dent in the wall. With the same strength I slammed open the toilet lid. I made it! I sigh and look up at the bathroom ceiling. There’s a brownish stain from leaky water, or was it something else? Suddenly I break into a laughing fit, not because of the stain because of what just happed. If you think about it, it was hilarious. I decide it would be a great story for the creative writing story I owed Sarah my L.A. teacher. I get up and do that same ritual everyone else does when leaving the toilet.
I turn toward the door to unlock it and hopefully prevent this from happening again. Here’s what I see: A hugemunges, muscley, brown alien with 2 antennas poking from his head. He is holding the brass knob and looks like he’s about to crush it. He had muscles growing from his eyeballs, he had muscles growing from his eyeballs muscles! Well to make a long story short he ate me and Sarah was mad because I never turned in my creative writing paper.
I dedicate this story to spell check
I was lying down on the guest room bed. I had just pressed the awesome little button on the side of the lamp nailed above the bed post. Since my grandma was the most frequent user of our magnificent guest room everything was very elegant. The walls were painted yellow and had a creamy white molding. The walls were lined with clocks. Mostly porcelain with flowery paintings next to each Roman numeral.
I was now lying across the bed (and not under the covers) with my legs resting on top of two pillows. I was reading the book Weird Stuff by Richard Tulloch. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a good laugh.
All of a sudden this rushing pain rushes through my body. I putt it off as long as possible because I was reading deeper, and deeper into to my book it was drawing me in no sucking me. The soccer coach just called Kelvin a sniveling smear of snail snot.
But the urge grows undeniable. I leap off the bed and twist he brass knob connecting the guest room to the bathroom. Locked! I assume that I forgot to unlock it last time I took a shower (which could have been years ago.)
I race around the hall to the bathrooms other entrance faster than last field day. I slam open the door so hard if probably left a dent in the wall. With the same strength I slammed open the toilet lid. I made it! I sigh and look up at the bathroom ceiling. There’s a brownish stain from leaky water, or was it something else? Suddenly I break into a laughing fit, not because of the stain because of what just happed. If you think about it, it was hilarious. I decide it would be a great story for the creative writing story I owed Sarah my L.A. teacher. I get up and do that same ritual everyone else does when leaving the toilet.
I turn toward the door to unlock it and hopefully prevent this from happening again. Here’s what I see: A hugemunges, muscley, brown alien with 2 antennas poking from his head. He is holding the brass knob and looks like he’s about to crush it. He had muscles growing from his eyeballs, he had muscles growing from his eyeballs muscles! Well to make a long story short he ate me and Sarah was mad because I never turned in my creative writing paper.
Monday, February 4, 2008
superbowl 2008
I dont exactly follow football every year but the superbowl is still a big thing. My family thinks that watching sports is boring but its not. Its way more interesting if you know how to play the game. Like I love watching baseball because I played softball untill my mom made me quit. I enjoy watching people race in swim team because im on a swim team. I realy have no idea on how too play football, I mean i'm pretty sure all you have to do is get past a line but im not sure. Though I have a lack of knolege in the feild of football (get it feild hahaha) its still realy fun watching the game. The comerciels and halftime is also interesting. We live in New York so Im glad the Giants won 17-14. I only know there scor because i looked it up on the internet and wrote it on my hand for school. Uhoo i got to go to school now please post a comment if you know how to play foootball.
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