YAY! Sierra, I love you! <3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
Emmett is all yours, chica... do I have that power? okay, well, I promise not to take Emmett on your special day, how's that?
! welcome to Emmett's Demolition Crew, Inc. I'm Kat, Cheerleader for EDC Cheerleading Squad. Sierra and Elise are the Cheer Squad Co-Captains.
<-- they're vair vair cool people. alrighty, here's the Welcome Cheer:WELCOME TO E-D-C!
WHERE WE TALK ALL THINGS EMMETT-Y
YAY!! WOOOO!!!! *does flips*
WELCOME, WELCOME, WELCOME! FROM ALL OF US TO YOU!
WE HOPE YOU HAVE FUN, WORKING ON OUR CREW!!! *jumps and claps*
you'll have to wait for Carrie to get on and go through all the formalities, etc, etc...
SO MUCH for me to catch up on! tsk tsk.
three-and-a-half freakin' pages, my goodness! Sky
~ I'm glad you liked your flashlight, sweetie.
<-- that is you, excited. Carrie
~ I know I said it once already, but I'll say it again: YOU HAVE CRAZY DREAMS. just, y'know, for the record or whatever. Bri
~ you're back!! YAY! I haven't seen you in ages! nice dream, also.
I'm thrilled to star in all these nocturnal Crazy Exhibitions, of course.
it is a good thing we're all insane together, cos otherwise we'd look really
okay, yeah, I realize we already look really weird. BUT I LOVE YOU ANYWAYS.
sorry for the all caps.
*ducks head and pretends not to cry*
~ YOU ARE SO SO CRAZY, and yes, MAYBE INSANE! why are you never on anymore?! I haven't seen you in... *tries to think* ... um ... *stops trying to think* ... well, anyways... a while. a long while, and I miss you. where is my TwiTwin?!
okay. Storytime, as promised. I'm gonna need the Storyhat for this, Mez
. it's highly anticipated, I hear.
*puts on Storyhat and prepares for über-long Storytelling*
so the other day, I dunno if I told you, but I was out shopping on Boxing Day, for the sales, don'tcha know? the malls are CRAZY at this time of year, regardless, so Boxing Day is basically a suicide mission.
I go with my friends every year.
so there have been several occasions at various different locations wherein I have done Very Dumb Things.
so even tho Cam told me never to do this again because she feared for my safety, I did it. I know. so stupid.
there exists, in one of the malls that my friends and I frequent, an escalator of terrifying proportions ~ it goes from the top-level to below-ground parking.
*ahem* so, anyways, what happened was, I got dared into this silly little race/obstacle-course type thing, and it really wasn't a big deal, even though that lady in Sephora said so, but it really wasn't.
so. I ran the escalator. that's right.
I RAN UP
THE ESCALATOR OF DOOM
, I MIGHT ADD.
so the next day, I have not yet fully recovered.
clearly. I mean, come on.
And it just so happens that on this particular day, the weather people (whom I hate with a passion) informed my mother that she should not be driving, as the conditions were too dangerous. but we were out of milk. as in, there was NO MILK IN THE HOUSE. AT ALL. which sucks, cos she was trying to make cookies.
so, my darling Mother Figure sends me and my sister out to get some milk, from the store down the street.
oh, hello? what about the DANGEROUS WEATHER CONDITIONS?!
so we get outside, my own true darling self and my PsychoSister, that is, and we encounter some difficulties. the roads are much like the ice rink-roads that Carrie experienced in Forks, only worse. so traipsing down the street on a preamble for some freaking MILK does not seem very possible (HELLO, ICE-COVERED SIDEWALK) or appealing (HELLO TO YOU AS WELL, INAPPROPRIATE FOOTWEAR!).
we ended up sliding down the (slanted) sidewalk, trying to avoid the charming (not) little (also, not) puddles that had formed on top of the ice.
it was like a super fun game that we had to play.
minus the Super Fun part.
the highlight, though, was on the way back, after discovering that, oh yes
, they were OUT OF MILK
, when we were putting our penguin imitation skills to the ultimate test, and a stupid freaking SUV goes past in what was definitely not the recommended speed on a residential street. or in the given weather + driving conditions. because if you go around a bend too fast and at a certain angle, you will go right through a puddle.
at top speed.
and the innocent non-milk carrying bystanders will get COMPLETELY SOAKED WITH ICY RAIN WATER
I am 100% sure + Shipping & Handling that I have never used words like that before.
anyways, hope this Story lived up to all the hype.
sorry for the Bri-post... Bri, you know that I say these things out of love. LOVE YOU ALL,
P.S ~ I've edited this thing so many times, it's getting ridiculous.
P.P.S. ~ the moral of the story is, I ruined my shoes.
and my sister (aka PsychoSister) ate all the cookies, once they were made.
thwarted again by the EvilFamily, I was.
*sob sob*LOVE, K xoxo