Shannon ~ congrats on your monumental rank! 1000, wow. I'm apparently sabotaging people's beauty routines...
Heather ~ I don't like fishing either. be strong
Sierra ~ WHAT IS HE DOING WITH HIS HAND? good question, hon, but no good answers.
CARRIE ~ OME, I'm so so jealous!!!! *eek* that must be amazing!! I'm so excited for you!
alrighty, I know Bri is probably still sitting patiently on her Storymat somewhere, so I'm going to get to these questions, then my story... watch out, cos this will be a vair vair LONG POST. So, what would Emmett think of himself as a videogame chacter, or action figure (I'm suprised I haven't seen that one yet!)?
hhhm. *snickergiggles* He'd probably get upset if he didn't think they'd done a good enough job... "That looks nothing like me! It doesn't, does it? Does it, Rose?... Rose?"What can you see Emmett getting Rosalie for Christmas...also what do you think the perfect gift for Emmett would be?
oh, good grief. A HOUSE.
okay, really, just how much money do they have? probably something significant. I'm sure she's already got everything, but there must be something that would remind her of Emmett.
something that makes her happy.
I realize those are not my usual crazy-detailed answers, but I have a long story for you... get those Storymats out. who had the Storyhat last, eh? ah, here we go... *puts Storyhat on head at a jaunty angle & settles down to tell story.*
*ahem*KAT vs THE OBSTACLES
: Bloodfeud! Forever!
early Friday morning, my alarm goes off. not exactly unusual, I realize, but I would like to point out that it was, oh, about FIVE THIRTY SEVEN IN THE MORNING.
so I was basically still asleep when I was trying to have my shower.
which is my explanation as to how I marinated myself in Cucumber & Green Tea Body Scrub.
by the time I was out of the shower, dressed, fed, and watered, I was still not exactly in my fully Awake and Upright position.
and I smelled vaguely on the salad-y side.
I was trying to do my makeup, deal with my hairtastrophe and get ready for school when I ran into my oh so charming Father Figure.
never do this.
"KATHERINE!" He exclaimed in what I would not exactly describe as dulcet tones
. "What on earth are you doing here?!"
"I live here." I neglected to remember the uselessness of Facts-N-Logic TM
when dealing with my Father Figure. he has developed an amazing resistance over the years.
"Why is everything a joke to you, Katherine? Stop making that face! Are you sick? Why are you not at school? Illness does not justify absence. You cannot neglect your education."
Father Figure rarely employs his Indoor Voice.
"Locate your sister at once, and set off for school."
I did not locate my sister though, because I do not own a GSP.
I didn't set off for school, because it was 7:40 and my first class was at 9:30.
silly me, again with the Facts-N-Logic TM
eventually, I convinced him to drive me, my sister, and our friends to school. I really should've just stayed in bed. once in the car, most human beings would have engaged in polite conversation.
not us. it was more like a game of Word Association.
SISTER: Why do you smell like salad rolls?
FRIEND #1: omg, I'm SO HUNGRY.
FRIEND #2: D'you want a candycane? they're watermelon-flavoured.
FATHER FIGURE: Curses! Pedestrians! [shouting at innocent pedestrians
] GET OUT OF THE WAY!
SISTER: oh, gawd, there's Scott...
FRIEND #2: he totally luurrvves you!
FRIEND #1: I would LOVE one of those giant Tim Horton's cookies...
FATHER FIGURE: Who is Tim Horton?! Is that the fool walking in the street?!
SISTER: you know who is a fool though? our history teacher.
this is getting really long, so I'll take it up later with the story about our history teacher, hmmkay?
LOVE, KAT <3