Yet another thing that makes me different from other people...

There are a lot of things about me that some people wouldn't consider "normal". I won't go into the whole list, and whether or not you think I'm weird depends upon your definition of the word "normal". The following, though, is a little out of the ordinary for someone my age.

While surfing the Internet yesterday, I came across a blog post that had information on a certain contest. The U Rock music video contest (held by Disney.com) is basically you submitting a video that involves a short clip of music (apparently making the video a "music video"). The main rules are that the video can't be over forty seconds long, it can't have any music but that which the contest provides, and it has to be clean and with no logos, etc. There are four different songs you can pick from, each coming with a different prize for the big winner.

The first song is "Dance Forever" by Allstar Weekend. The prize is that you get to hang with the band. Sound cool? Yeah, I guess so.

The next song is "It's On" from Camp Rock 2, and the prize for that one is that you get to go see a Camp Rock 2 concert or whatever. (Something along those lines, I honestly didn't pay that much attention to it. I was too interested in what came after this one.)

The third song is (taken out of order, because this is more dramatic) "L.A. Baby" by the Jonas Brothers. The prize is getting to tour L.A. and/or meet the Jonas Brothers, I can't remember which. Once again, I didn't pay that much attention because I wanted to get past this one to the final song.

Last but not least, the fourth song is "Backyard Beach" by... Ferb Fletcher from Phineas and Ferb. (For those of you who don't know, Phineas and Ferb is a cartoon made of PURE AWESOME.) The prize for this song is that you get to meet the creators of Phineas and Ferb and you get a behind the scenes look at the show.

So, which one was I most excited about? Most definitely Phineas and Ferb.

Now, hanging out with Allstar Weekend would probably be cool, and seeing a Camp Rock 2 concert would be fun, and touring L.A and/or meeting the Jonas Brothers would probably be a blast, too, but meeting the creators of one of my (entire family's) new favorite TV shows would just be...amazing. This is how I see it: I'm interesting in writing of all kinds, including writing scripts and screenplay and things along those lines. I'm also into voice acting (for those of you who don't know, I'm in a podcast as the narrator and I'm the voice of a character in an online animated show...not to toot my own horn or anything...), so to go behind the scenes of an animated TV show would be something right up my alley.

Don't you think meeting the creators and going behind the scenes of Phineas and Ferb would be cool?

Well, here comes the sad part: the contest closes in less than twenty-four hours, and none of the videos that my brothers and I made are very good (well, I don't really like them, anyways). So, I don't think I'm going to be entering it. Maybe if I had learned about the contest sooner or didn't expect so much of myself I'd feel better about the videos...

I'm not sure why I wanted to tell all of you about this, but I guess this is more what a blog is for than what I've been using it for with fanfictions and whatnot...

Do I need this? No. Do I get this? Yes.

Okay, this post is going out to EVERYONE. (Yes, Chris is included.) I came on here today expecting everyone to be all chill and blah, but no, you people are all bickering over what I said in a comment. So here's the deal. You people can comment, but I'd really appreciate it if you didn't fight over stupid things. I'm really tired today, so my judgement may be slightly impaired, but with my life being a little crazy with packing and stuff, I don't need my BLOG being hectic. I'm glad you guys read my blog, I just don't want you to be angry at other users or me or whatever. So please, please, PLEASE think about what you're saying before you post and try not to hurt people's feelings.

I thank you all for taking the time to read this message. I apologize if any feelings were hurt by what I said, I just really don't want to have to deal with people fighting over something stupid I've posted.

Grammar, Spelling, and Capitalization

Okay, I realize that some of you (my readers) don't use correct spelling, capitalization, and grammar. And I realize that I sometimes misspell words, forget punctuation, and use improper grammar, but can't people at least make an effort to try to spell right? Or capitalize words at the beginning of sentences? Please? It makes it so much easier to read your posts and everything... I mean, why do people do it? Really? Is it easier to type? Okay, I'm going to try to type in "text talk" for a sentence and see if it's any easier than regular typing.

k this is me typing n txt tlk n no its not easier its the same

Although I do have to remind myself not to put in commas or anything... I mean, seriously, which is easier to read? *sigh* I guess that because I write like a maniac, this just bugs me a little. --_--

Sorry if I offended any of you guys, I just wanted to say it. And I realize that I also forget to spell correctly and everything sometimes. So this is a post about me, too. Just voicing my opinion. No hard feelings. I still love you guys, I just had to get this off my chest. *deep breath* Ah, much better.

MR Fanfic (MPOV) Chapter sixteen

The firsts tests I went through were strength tests. They had me lifting weights, pulling things, just plain old pain. After lifting and pulling as much as I could, I was exhausted. But do whitecoats care? No. So then they took me to a room with a treadmill in it. I got hooked up to a bunch of wires then I was told to run. So I did. Problem was, they kept jacking the speed up. Not cool. Finally, I just couldn't go anymore. So I stopped running, whipped my wings out, and took down two whitecoats behind me as I went down. It was classic.

After that, I was taken back down the hallway to my room. On the way we passed a door with a small window on it. I peeked through and got a glance of Jasmine. She was in some kind of transparent...tube? She looked scared, but angry too. The whitecoat tried to get me moving, but he was such a weenie that he backed off after one glare from me. I watched as Jasmine's hair started to blow behind her, and I realized she was in a wind tunnel thing. She yelled something, but I couldn't make out what it was. She appeared to be struggling against the wind...

"They want to see if she has wings too..." I whispered. They thought Jasmine was me...and that I was like, a decoy or something! That's why they grabbed Jasmine!

"Okay, enough looking." The whitecoat said finally. I glared at him, but I didn't really want to see how this would end anyways, so I walked. I was led back to my boring room, and I stepped in. There was a glass cup on the floor.

"Lookie there! You got a cup!" The whitecoat said with moc-enthusiasm. I picked up the glass and in one swift motion I turned around and chucked it at him. It hit him square in the face.

"OW!" He screamed. Like a girl, I might add. He glared at me and an M-Geek picked up the cup. "No more privileges for you." He growled. I smiled sweetly and shrugged.

"Oh no! What ever shall I do?" I said sarcastically. The whitecoat glared a little bit more then stormed off, the door closing behind him. Right now, I was surprised I wasn't in a cage... Which led me to wonder, who was I kidnapped by this time? Itex was out of the picture, right? So was this Mr. Chu's organization? Or someone completely knew? They had M-Geeks, so I was betting on Mr. Chu...

I sat down against the door again and rubbed my head. I knew I'd be asleep pretty fast. I was exhausted... But I wanted to stay awake long enough to try to hear where they were keeping Jasmine. I figured she couldn't be too far away. And there was a room next door...if she was staying in there we could work out a plan by talking through the walls. Suddenly, I heard a door open and someone walking out.

"Wow, either she really doesn't have wings or she's not ever going to let us see them..." I heard an unfamiliar voice say. Male voice...

"Yeah, I was quite surprised at that. But, also not. I mean, where would they find another human/avian hybrid that looked just like Experiment One?" That was a female voice...an annoying female voice. I heard the two sets of footsteps make their way to the room next door. One set was light and hard to detect, the others were loud and heavy sounding. I figured the guy was carrying Jasmine... I heard the two people walk into the room next door then after a minute they walked back out. I crawled over to the wall between the two rooms and tapped on it lightly.

"Jasmine." I said. My first inclination was to whisper it, but then I remembered she wouldn't actually hear that... "Jasmine!" I said a little louder. I figured she was unconscious. I sighed and leaned against the wall.

"Well, then. I'll wait for you to wake up." I said softly. I then realized I had just talked to myself.

You know what they say, talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity. The Voice said. It sounded like it was smiling.

Shut up. I thought wearily. The first sign to insanity is a voice in your head OTHER THAN YOUR OWN. And I don't mean Angel. I growled while thinking. Man, that Voice could really be annoying sometimes...actually, all the time.

MR Fanfic (TPPOV) Chapter fifteen

Fang opened his eyes and groaned. He looked around and saw Kalie and Sam walking around, making sure everyone was okay. Fang sat up and rubbed his head. It hurt like crazy. Kalie looked over at him and smiled.

"Hey!" She yelled as she ran over. "How ya feelin'?" She asked as she knelt down besides him.

"Awful." Fang replied shortly. He looked past Kalie and saw Gazzy waking up on the ground. Angel was sitting a little ways away, curled up with her head on her knees. She looked like she was crying. Fang turned the other way and saw Things 1 and 2 sprawled out on the ground with Nudge nearby.

"Where are Iggy and Jasmine?" Fang asked, trying to remember what happened. Kalie looked away.

"Well, you got knocked out before you saw, didn't you? Well, um, they wanted to take Jasmine, but she wouldn't go willingly, so they conked her over the head with the barrel of a gun...then they shoved her in a big sack...We tried to get her back, but I got knocked out like, five seconds after Jasmine was in the sack, so I don't know what happened to Iggy..." Kalie looked down and frowned. Fang stood up and hissed in a breath.

"I'm fine." Fang said as Kalie stood up to help him. Fang walked over to Gazzy and looked him over. "You okay?" Fang asked as he knelt down to Gazzy's level. Gazzy nodded and rubbed his head.

"My head hurts, but other than that I'm okay...I think." Gazzy smiled up at Fang weakly. Fang ruffled Gazzy's hair then walked over to Angel.

"Ange...you okay?" Fang asked slowly. Angel looked up at him with teary eyes.

"No! They took Max, then they took Jasmine! And Iggy's gone too! Where are they all?" Angel asked. She buried her head in Fang's shoulder and sobbed.

"It's okay, Angel. We'll find them. I want you to stay with the others. I'm going to go look for Iggy." Fang said in a whisper. Angel sniffled and nodded then stood up and walked over to Kalie and hugged her. Fang sighed and stood up then opened his wings. He hissed in a breath as he felt the pain it brought, but quickly shook it off. He took to the air and began flying overhead looking for Iggy.

Fang started with circles, then wider circles, then he just started flying around over the field and bordering woods. He didn't see Iggy anywhere. Why would they want Iggy? Fang wondered to himself. He could see why they'd want Max and Jasmine...Max because she was the leader, Jasmine because Max might be a decoy and she could be the real one. But Iggy? Why would they want him? "IGGY!" Fang yelled as loud as he could. He didn't hear a reply. "IGGY!" Fang yelled again. Iggy was like a brother to him, just like Gazzy was. Suddenly, Fang's ears picked up the distant sound of his name being called. "IGGY!" Fang yelled again as he flew towards the sound of the other shout.

"Fang!" Came the reply. It was louder, and it was Iggy's voice. Fang looked around frantically and saw Iggy limp out of the woods below him. Fang dove down and landed in front of Iggy. Iggy smiled weakly at him. Fang noticed he was leaning with one hand on the tree next to him and his other arm wrapped around his side.

"What happened?" Fang asked him. Iggy moved his arm and Fang saw a lot of blood on his side and sleeve. Immediately, Fang took off the hoodie he had been wearing and rolled up the body of it, wide enough to cover Iggy's wound, then wrapped the hoodie around Iggy's waist and tied the sleeves into a knot on the opposite side of the wound.

"They shoved Jasmine...in a sack..." Iggy panted. Fang thought he looked paler than normal, if that was possible.

"Can you fly while you talk?" Fang asked. Iggy nodded. "If you start to fall, let me know, okay?" Fang asked as he watched Iggy fly into the air. Iggy managed a pained chuckle as Fang flew up behind him. Fang led the way back to the others as Iggy continued explaining.

"The M-Geeks that had her started to take off, but I grabbed a couple of them by the ankles and screwed up their flight pattern...they bit the dust and I moved onto the ones that were holding the sack. I grabbed a couple more by the ankles, but they were a bit more steady, so they just kept...flying." Iggy took time to catch his breath then continued. "They flew for a minute or two, really fast, and I had to hold on really tight so I didn't fall. Eventually...they realized I was still holding on...so one turned around and aimed his gun at me. I rolled to the side...so I didn't get shot square on...but they hit my side and I fell down...I don't know how far...and I just barely caught myself with my wings..." Iggy finished and sighed. Fang glanced up over his shoulder at Iggy and scowled.

"You shouldn't have done that." Fang said quietly.

"I had to do something. I didn't...want them to take her away...without a fight." Iggy managed to get out. He was getting weaker.

"We're almost there, Iggy. Hang on, okay?" Fang said. He looked down and ahead and saw the faint group in the distance.

"How...far?" Iggy asked, panting.

"Not too far. Just stay with me, Iggy." Fang replied firmly.

"I...don't think...I can...Fang..." Iggy said. Fang looked up at Iggy and saw his eyes fluttering. Fang flew up and caught Iggy, just as he started to drop.

"Iggy, stay with me!" Fang yelled. He looked towards the group again and saw they were getting closer. Fang flew a little lower and tried to keep himself airborne. It was harder when he was carrying twice his weight.

After what felt like forever, Fang landed in the midst the rest of the group. "You found him!" Kalie said. She smiled for a second, then a worried look came to her face. She glanced at Sam, who was already walking towards Fang and Iggy, and Sam nodded. Kalie reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small cellphone.

"What's that for?" Fang asked as he panted. Sam took Iggy and layed him on the ground. Sam began looking over Iggy's wounds as Kalie answered Fang's question.

"For calling 911." She said gravely.

"You have a working phone?" Fang asked unbelieving.

"It can't call anything other than 911. All cellphones can call 911 as long as they have battery life." Kalie said as she finished dialing. "Anyone remember where we are?" She asked, looking around for a sign.

"Ohio." Gazzy chimed in.

"WHERE in Ohio?" Kalie asked. Suddenly, she started talking to a 911 operator.

"Dayton, I think..." Nudge said wearily. She looked at Fang and nodded, meaning she was all right. She walked over to Iggy and helped Sam figure out how bad it was. Sam had shed his shirt to make another bandage for Iggy's still bleeding side. Gazzy and Angel came over to Fang and stood by him while Thing 1 and Thing 2 flew into the air to keep a lookout for the ambulance. Angel put her small, smooth hand into Fang's larger and rougher one. She squeezed it and he looked down at her.

"Will we be okay?" She asked softly. Fang nodded.

"Everything will be okay." He replied. He tried not to think that he didn't actually know that they would be okay...

MR Fanfic (MPOV) Chapter twelve

"Okay, everybody up!" I said as I pulled into the McDonalds parking lot. I heard people waking up and I undid my seat belt. "I said, EVERYBODY UP!" I yelled as I turned around to look in the back. Gazzy was rubbing his eyes, Iggy was stretching, and Kalie was gradually waking up.



"You don't have to yell..." Iggy mumbled. I smiled then looked into the very back of the van. Thing 1 was pushing Thing 2 off of her and onto Fang.



"Stop pushing!" Thing 2 whined with her eyes still closed. Fang opened his eyes and looked up at me, then he looked out the windows. I glanced over at Sam and Nudge and gave Nudge a little...nudge.



"Rise and shine, guys!" I said as I opened the door. It was a rather chilly morning, up North.



"Max, close the door!" I heard Angel say. I walked over to her door and opened it, and she practically fell into my arms. Total, who had been on her lap, yelped as he fell out onto the ground.



"Time for breakfast, you guys!" I said as I pulled Angel out. Gazzy came out next, then Iggy, then Kalie, and all the others. Sam and Nudge crawled out of the passenger side door while I ushered everyone else inside. I stood at the door and counted heads, almost losing track of who was who.



We got inside and I walked over to the counter. "Okay, who has money?" I asked as I looked over the breakfast menu. I didn't realize these places opened so early... But by looking at the clock, I realized it was too early... If I was reading it right...



"I've got a little money," Kalie said slowly. She handed me some coins and I began counting them. I heard a sigh and Jasmine came to the front of the group.



"Outta the way, I've got money for ya." She said in a rather bummed-out voice. She pulled out an envelope and looked at the group. "I'll probably be able to pay for...one meal? Two if none of you get greedy." She said with a yawn. I looked down at the envelope. It wasn't that big, so she had better have some big bucks in there...



"Okay, guys, order." I said, moving out of the way for my Flock to order. Gazzy went first, then Iggy, then Nudge, Angel, Fang, then me. After we went, the other group ordered. Starting with Kalie, then Sam, then Thing 1 and Thing 2. Finally, Jasmine rounded out the count. Compared to us, she ordered daintily.



"Are you guys sure you're gonna eat all that?" The guy behind the counter asked. Jasmine nodded.



"They have the metabolism of athletes." Jasmine said shortly. I was getting the vibe that she wasn't a morning person...



After a minute of waiting, we got out food and found a place to sit. We sat in groups: My Flock and the other group with Jasmine. We scarfed down our food in a matter of minutes. I glanced over at the other group and saw that all of them had finished their food pretty quickly too. Jasmine ate a little slower, but I guess that's because she wasn't as hungry as us, probably because she didn't have bird DNA in her. I glanced towards the door just in time to see a group of M-Geeks walk in.



"Guys, M-Geeks." I whispered loud enough for the other group to hear. We stood up and I led my group to the door. The other group followed close behind. "Ready, guys?" I asked in a whisper as the M-Geeks' robot eyes scanned our group.



"Max-HIH-mum Ride," half of the M-Geeks said to me. The other M-Geeks said it to Jasmine, who was standing behind Sam and Kalie. "Come with us." They droned on.



"Not until you learn how to say my name right." I retorted, crossing my hands over my chest. They pointed their arms at us, and I realized they had guns this time. Well, there goes plan A... I thought with a sigh. Angel, I'm thinking that I'm gonna have to give up this one. We can't fight guns...I can't risk that for you guys. I sighed as Angel grabbed onto my arms.

"No, Max." She whispered. I set my jaw and looked straight into the eyes of the first M-Geek.

"All right, I'll go. As long as you robo-brains don't hurt my Flock." I said, gesturing to the entire group. The main M-Geek nodded. I felt Fang tense next to me, and I heard the subtle whispers of the group. Angel, tell them why I had to go after we're gone, okay? I thought to her. I hoped she was still taking my messages...

"You too." Another M-Geek said, pointing his gun at Jasmine. She jumped and looked over at me. I clenched my teeth and looked at the M-Geeks.

"Hey, I'm Max, she's not. She stays." I said firmly. The main M-Geek nodded shortly and took my arm. He put his gun to my back as I walked ahead of him. I heard a few silent sobs, and I knew the group was not happy about this... Come to think of it, I wasn't very happy about it either. When will the bad guys learn to fight fair?

Pictures!

Guess who it is! :P He's okay...I suppose...

I'm always a day late and a dollar short! But I hope you'll think it's cute anyways. :P

I hate this one. It looks terrible. I totally screwed up on it. I'm not even going to tell you who they are. Instead, I shall rate them on a scale of 1-10. (1 = aweful and 10 = awesome):

Little blond girl: I give her a -3. I totally screwed up her nose in inking and she was just a plain old pain in the patookey to draw. *growls*

Brown girl: Too tall...but not that bad...I like her pose... I give her a 5.

Black haired boy: He gets a -2. He just doesn't look right. >.<>

Middle girl: GAH!!! I abhor how she looks in this picture. She gets a -5. I hope she likes it. *Glares*

Tall blond boy: Too tall, arm looks weird, and he just looks...awkward. He gets a 1.

Short blond boy: He gets a 5 too...

Dog: Blech...I'll give him a 6, just because I enjoyed drawing his wings...even though they're WRONG. Grrrr... *eye twitches*

The camera really messed up the shading I did on Fang...oh well... Uh, I guess enjoy all the pictures except the icky one... >.> :P

Tea Parties

Did you go to one? Alas, I could not. You know, with school and mom and dad both having to work... So, unfortunately, we didn't get to a tea party. What's that? You don't know what I'm talking about? Okay, here it is:

Across the United States of America today, "Tea Parties" were being held to protest the governments outrageous spending program and the fact that the governments gotten a little bit too much into our personal lives. They're called Tea Parties because of the Boston Tea Party where Americans protested against taxation without representation. So, that's what the Tea Parties are about.

Glenn Beck went to one at the Alamo in Texas, and we watched while we were eating dinner. It was cool. He talked about how we as Americans need to stand up for the truth, not just parties. We need to stand up for what's RIGHT. Not "right" or "left", just for the truth. I love America, but we need to get our senses together. Mostly common sense. We're on the road to Socialism, which, let me tell you, isn't a good thing. It's a very BAD thing. Very bad. So, let's get our heads together and tell the government that they work for us. We elected those people! It's time they start doing what we told them to. Their job is to protect us and our freedoms, not take them away.

Now, I don't want anyone commenting on this post. Usually, I like to know people are reading my blog, but I don't want to get into a debate with someone on my blog. So just read, or not read. You have that freedom. For now. ;)

It's our anniversary!

About, anyways. My tummy ache and I have been together for a whole year! :D *fake happiness* Woo-hoo! It was about this time last year when I got my first tummy ache in this series...or mess...or saga. I call it "Episode 3: Return of the Pain!" :P Last year, between the 21 and the 28, we went to Little Cesar's pizza, and I got my first tummy ache...the beginning of Episode 1...Oh well, at least I'm not moping! I want flowers and get well cards to celebrate, cause if you have a year long tummy ache, you don't get "Get Well Soon!" cards, or flowers. If you have surgery or something like that, you get that stuff. IT'S NOT FAIR! *whines* :P *sigh* Well, I'm off...

*cue whiney voice here*

My teacher is so mean! I was supposed to write this assignment for Grammar class, and she gave me a B!! MINUS! *sniffle* And she said one of my sentences was CRAPPY! *sobs* Her exact word! *sniffle* she's so mean! She didn't even have any sympathy when I produced (semi) real tears! (okay, so they were totally fake...) WAAAAH! *glares at mother--I mean teacher) So mean. JUST BECAUSE I WROTE A BOOK DOESN'T MEAN EVERYTHING I WRITE IS GONNA BE PERFECT!

*Note this message was totally sarcastic*

Well, that's all, folks...

According to the doctors, I'm crazy. But you all already knew that. :P Seriously though, we've hit a dead end. No more. Nothing else we can do. My stomach ache will forever remain a mystery. They have found nothing medically wrong with me, but I think--no, I KNOW that it's NOT in my head. If it was, I'd have a tummy ache all the time, or whenever I thought about the thing that I was depressed or whatever about. But I get a stomach ache WHEN I EAT and AFTER I EAT. So that wouldn't make sense. That, and I think there's a girl with the same thing I have. I have to get more info before I know for sure, but I'm pretty sure that we have the same thing. *sigh* You know what, you'd think I'd feel worse than that, but I don't. I know that there's a plan for my life, and I know I'm not crazy. I know God's gonna help me. I know He'll help all of you too. Prayin'.

To my sister,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hr0Wv5DJhuk MAKE UP YOUR MIND ALREADY! i think this song was specially written for you. :P Nice tune though...

Yeah, we fight, BUT I DON'T HATE YOU! Just remember that, okay? WE'RE SISTERS FOR PETE'S SAKE! We fight, we scream, we storm away, we lock ourselves in our rooms and (possibly) cry (or just fume to our pillows) then try not to let anyone notice. Then, after about an hour, WE MAKE UP! HELLO!!! YOU'RE FORGETTING THAT ASPECT! DON'T! I still love ya like a sistah, we just had a squabble. YOU'RE NOT GETTING RID OF ME THAT EASILY!!!!!

And another thing, IF YOU NEED HELP, ASK! I'm here for ya, girl! All ya gotta do is ask. I mean, I'm older, so I've more than likely gone through this stuff too. You may beg to differ, but you know it's true.

And finally, I AM SO ALWAYS RIGHT! :P And I do love ya sis, you're not ruining anything. *hugs*

More pics!!!

"Me and the 'Munks" We're just lookin' at the clouds...you can almost hear Theo now...

I think that one's self-explanitory...heh heh heh...

Bowling: If you can't read the writing, Alvin is saying "He may be smart, but he sure can't bowl!"

That's my bro as a chipmunk. :D (My younger but older bro :P)

LOOK!! IT'S MII!!! AND MY HAIR LOOKS SO AWESOME! Is it just me, or am I the cutest? :P

Alvin, tricky as always! Looks like he's cooking up a scheme, doesn't it?

That would be my cousin, Rachel. Wearing her fave color, too.

This is just a starry night picture of a dad with his daughter. *NOTE! It's not me and my dad, even though the dad does resemble mine...and I love my dad dearly, but that little girl isn't' mii. :(

Rae said that she couldn't read this, which means that it probably won't be easy to read for anyone, so here's what happens.

Frame 1: Theodore: Where are we? Simon: I don't know, but whatever you do, don't panic!

Frame 2: Alvin: I know where we are!

Frame 3: Alvin: Look, see?

Frame 4 is just writing in the book

Frame 5: Simon: Alvin, that is a fictitious place. There are no magical creatures, no ninjas- Theodore: Uh, guys...

Frame 7: Simon: Who are you? ninja dude: I was about to ask you the same thing...

My bro wanted the first and second frames to go like this: Frame 1: Theodore: Where are we? Alvin: Well, I think Dave remodeled our bedroom! I like it, big and open- Frame 2: Theodore: Uh, but where did the T.V. go? Simon: Give me a break. We're in a building, Theodore. :P That was his idea. :P

Yeah, this is the SECOND pic of mii...suprisingly the same as the first...but edited differently.

I put up two of each pic because I edited them differently and I didn't know which one was better, and I also apologize for the poor quality on the computer. They are LOADS better in real life. As I have said before and will say again, I have to take pictures of the pictures with my camera, and they don't turn out so well. *glares at camera* I love it, yet I hate it...I probably love it more though...Well, Enjoy! :D

Ugh. Blech. :(. Sick face here.

Okay, so we (we meaing my family and I) went to the doctor's on Wednesday. I have been transfered from the pediatric doc, to the big doc. We went in and had the most thorough doctor's visit EVER which was acctually good. Becuase they didn't just say "Oh, you have a tummy ache? Well, here, take this new pill and let's see what it does. Bye bye!" He acctually asked about, like, everything. And it was pretty cool. We have more tests scheduled, but until then, we don't know what's wrong with mii. And, to boot, we're pretty sure that I'm having reacurring ovarian cysts. So I get pills for that too. (They're orange, in case you cared) And, as an even better bonus, last night I woke up at about 4:00 a.m. (so it was really early this morning) and went into the bathroom. I woke up becuase I had a tummy ache...then I threw-up. First I threw-up in the toilet, but the second time was on the floor. Oops. I went back to bed for...I don't know for how long, but I didn't really fall asleep, then I got back up, went back into the bathroom, and puked again. Basically, it was just phlem. (Or however you spell it) I went back to bed...again, but didn't sleep. Instead, I got up once more and...you guessed it, I threw-up again. That was the last time, but I'm not feeling very good today. I had a piece of toast for breakfast, and I feel like I have a cold. COULDN'T I JUST HAVE ONE THING WRONG WITH ME?!? Sorry, just a question I've been asking. Oh well, pain builds character. :P Well, I'm sure this will come in handy one day. Until then, keep praying for me, please. I keep on praying for you.