I Have a Question for You.

What should I do?

1. Finish reading my Beezus and Ramona book.
2. Organize my drawers and clean up the room.
3. Write the In the Jungle story.
4. Take better pictures and videos of my fish UV who is no longer constipated.

What do you think? Put your opinion in the comment box.
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Well, where ELSE would you put it, anyway?

N

New Camera and Fish

On Sunday, we went to tennis, as usual, and H had brought some water balloons for us to play catch with at the park. So we tossed them at each other, and H got the most wet. S got the least wet. I'm always in the middle. Then, H decided that we have a water balloon fight with the remaining balloons. When the balloons were all popped, we rollerbladed. Z biked with us. H rollerbladed down a hill, and I followed him down, and S stayed at the top of the hill talking to Z. Then H and I went back up, and S and H tried to make Z bike down the hill, but Z was too chicken. Then we went back to the court and timed ourselves coming down another hill. We timed ourselves with S's phone. Then we took off our blades and played at the playground. H wanted to see us hang from a bar from our knees. We timed ourselves again, and I won the first round. I also won the second round, but S won the last round. H said it was because our legs were fleshier than his. So he offended us by taking off his socks and putting them under his knees to imitate flesh. It didn't work, so haha. Pretty soon, Ummi and Abi were done playing tennis. On Saturday morning, I asked Ummi if I could buy another fish, (since Sunset died) and Ummi said, "How 'bout we buy it on Sunday. You should've told me when we were out on Friday, hari tu*!"
I meekly.
So, we went to Staples and Best Buy first, 'cause Abi wanted to buy me a camera, 'cause S burned my other one. Like a meanie. So, while Ummi, Abi, s, and Z went to Staples, H and I went to Best Buy. Abi told me to find some that were on sale. I found some real good ones, like a real nice red one and a nice blue one. I showed 'em to H, and he was like, "K." Then he went to see if the iPod touch came out. We played with the Macbooks and the iPads and computers. Then, we went to a place that had iPod nanos and head phones and things like that. That's when the rest came in. S failed at trying to scare us. I showed Abi the cameras that I chose, and it took sort of a long time 'cause Abi wanted to buy a hideous small Samsoong. (That's how he says it.) But I wanted to get Fujifilem (that's how he says it too) because my last one was like that, and I'm more used to it. So Abi got me the black Fujifilm camera. Yay! It was $86.04. What a price!
Then we left, and H was obsessed with the camera. He's like, "Cool! Can I open it?"
"Yeah," I said.
He put the string thingy on it, and then he put the battery in it, but there wasn't any memory card. H took a junky picture of us in the van. Then we pulled up into Petco. Abi told H to go to Big 5 to look for some things. Then me, S, Z, and Ummi went into Petco. Z wanted to get a fish too. He took years choosing. So did I. The yellow one that I have been talking about for years was gone, so I chose a purple one. Yellow wouldn't have gone good with my red, pink, and purple rocks anyway. So first I chose a nice purple one, but then ummi showed us more bettas, and so I took a purple and pink and red veiltail male. Z got a white one with blue spots and a pink nose. I think it was a Doubletail? I dunno. Then Z chose a 'No Fishing' bowl decor, and got some new water purifier. Then, guess what? We went to the crazy cashier again. Abi paid for everything. Then we went home. H gave me a memory card for 50 cents (he's obsessed with money). Then S helped me put my fish into its bowl. I recharged my camera, because they don't come recharged. How ruuude is that?

N

Z's Plakat Male Betta named Cloudy.

My Veiltail Male Betta named UV, or Ultraviolet. He's constipated. :( See how he's floating on his side?

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*Hari tu means 'that day'. It's Malay.

I Knew It! See How Smart I Am?

I knew the hawk moths would come out today! We came back from our trip last night at 11:23 PM. My tummy was grumbling all night because I hadn't had a hearty meal yet that day. Just sickly snacks. Like corn chips and Z's cookies. Sounds nasty, right?
Anyways, after Fajr, S told us that the moths came out. So I threw off my telekom* in joy and grabbed my grashes**.
The moths DID come out! OH MY! Squirt was pretty big, and he was on the wall. Nectaris was higher on the wall. Squishy was on the wall also, but you could only see his wing through the window, unless you looked through the window on the other side. Mine, Neptune, couldn't be seen, and everybody thought she/he was dead and didn't come out. WHY is mine always having problems? Anyway, I found it later on, on the ceiling. It was small. Small. Small! Sob asterisk sob. H kept saying the moths were SICK. SICK!
"Aauugghhh, sick, SICK!" he groaned and moaned, rolling on the ground. Not.

The Hawk Moths:
Nectaris - S's moth
Neptune - N's moth
Squishy - H's moth
Squirt - Z's moth
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*Telekom is my word for telekung, which means prayer garment in Malay.
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**Grashes used to be Z's word for glasses. He says it properly now.

The Busy Day - and the Interface

This Post Is Ten Days Old. But Read It Anyway.

Sunday, September 23, 2012
THE BUSY DAY

a Story told by N

    Sunday was a busy day. First, we went to tennis (and left John at home). It was fun. The only thing I mostly do there is rollerblade around the court picking up tennis balls. After H got tired of playing tennis he wanted to go climb a tree, so he did. After he got down he tried another tree. He found a nice big thick stick (like his head). He told me to climb it first, and when I tried to, someone came to us with her frilly brown dog. Well, actually, it was a puppy. The owner said the dog was only a few months old. So we petted it, and then the owner went away.

    We continued to climb the tree, but I couldn't, so we went to another tree. H found a silly streams spray can and tried to spray it, but it was clogged or jammed or something, so he tried breaking it open with his 'staff'. The can was pretty strong, and after H whacked it a few times, it sizzled. But nothing came out. Then he got angry and hit it real hard, so much that it broke the stick (LOL). Then we played baseball with the can and the broken stick pieces. Then we gave up and went to the playground. We played something (I forgot) and then pap said, "Challo!" (That means 'Let's go!')

    So after we all stunk up the van with our sweat, we went to Unidad Park, which H calls Wooden Park, which is probably H's most b'loved park in the world. We played Obby Course, we swung on the swings, and then we went on the dreaded tire swing. First, H and Z went on it, and I pushed them. Then, Z got on, and H twirled him till Z did his scared cry. Then, I got on, and H twirled me, but Z didn't get out of the way, and my feet were sticking out, so his big old head got kicked by me. H was like, "Z!!!!!! I told you to get out of the wayyy!" Then it was time to go.

    It's really scary when H's angry, so watch out. He can dig his never-clipped nails into your skin and make you have flat, painful-peel scabs.

When we got home, JS was bathing. It was nine or ten AM, and we were going to the soup kitchen at eleven, so we had to get ready. After we were ready, John and me, we went to the kitchen where H was eating a sandwich. He was sitting on the counter greedily eating a PB & B sandwich.

    We brought the plate of sanwiches in the van and devoured them to death. Then we got to the soup kitchen. Joycie was there, and bald ol' Nubby, and I think Dr. Iqb was there too, I don't know. He was like, "Ohh, the whole family's here! That's nice!"

    So First, we badly made ham sanwiches, and then we wrapped them up. We were working with a girl named Kym. She and mom became the best of friends. Then we served the people. I was assigned corn, but then changed to Tray person by mean ole' Beck. I didn't like it, so mom switched with me.

    S did dessert, and H did watermelon. I did the sandwiches. And just how plain sad is that?

    After all that, the animal shelter person, Jn, was supposed to pick us up at 1 o'clock. We saw her through the window. S said bye to Kym and then we ran out.

    Jn said, "Wow, you guys do a lot of volunteering! I mean, this soup kitchen, the quilts, and the animals..."

     Jn's friend Glo was there too, apparently. Unfortunately.

    There was an open house at the animal shelter (which I'll just call SHAS now), so there was a cookout, sodas, and cookies. Plus more dessert. Oh, and fruits. Including STRAWBERRIES. YUM.

    We (Jn, S, Glo, and me) looked at a few dogs, and Glo and Jn talked to some people, which was apparently very boring and made my feet hurt because I had to stand there in my orthotics which is painful. Then we went to go see the cats. There were some nice new ones, and they were all shy and nice.

    Then went to a hut outside of the cattery, which contained the kittens. When it was finally our turn to go in, we went in (obviously) but Jn didn't wanna go in because she couldn't see no nothing.  So we were left in there with a staff and Glo.

    The kittens weren't quite kittens, they were like teenagers or something. The two boys were gray tabbies, and the girl was black. S and I went in there and petted them till they died. The girl wasn't very active, though, and she was kinda wild.

    We finally left that place and went back to the front to eat some. Then we left.

    There's this thingy, that you have to collect cans to save the animals or something. Always after Jn takes us to SHAS, she takes us can scouting. A lot of people in my location drink Bud Light, apparently.

    Jn gave us snacks and healthy soda. Lemon Lime Blue Sky Soda, cookies, Health Bar, Annie's Bunny Cheddar Cheese Crackers, and something else that I forgot.

   Glo talked too much and says she saw a can, and sounded disappointed when Jn said, 'No' or 'It's too far away'. They FOUGHT. When they both left the car, me and S remained, and I said, "Oh my God." And S said, "I know right? Old woman fight!" And then she laughed nervously.

    We finally were done scouting and Jn sent us home. Rudely.

~THE END~

Next story coming up in a few seconds...

~THE INTERFACE~

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~THE INTERFACE~

    I hate the new Blogger interface. It's messy and not neat, even if those two mean the same thing. It's all hideously white and orange, and hideous. It's so unorganized that I even forgot to to put labels on a post because I didn't know where they were. I mean, seriously, bro.

    What were you expecting this story to be about? Seriously. It's barely even a story, because I think I'll end it right now.

    Bye. See ya later.

Squishy Gets To His Senses

Squishy finally burrowed, I think on Saturday was it? Maybe. Or maybe was it Friday night?? Yesh. Whatever. Who cares?

There are dark green turds all over his terrarium. Seems to me he found a good place already unlike Nectaris and Squirt.

Bye-Bye Diarrhy and Nectaris and Squirt

Nectaris and Squirt burrowed last night, S says. (Nectaris is S' hornworm and Squirt is Z's.) Now H's is the only one left. He made a terrarium for his caterpillar (who I'll just call Squishy from now on) today. Then he smellily went to go bathe like a smella. S and I went out to get some dirt.
I got called to put the food away, so while I was doing so, S & H were setting up the terr. for Squishy. Then H had to go to Joomah.

Squishy was in his terr., but he didn't burrow right away. He just went crawling everywhere daftly. I gave him a leaf. What a greed!

Also, I saw Nectaris and Squishy come out of their burrows and burrow somewhere else. I was wondering why, and then S later found out that they sometimes come out to find just the right place.

Neptune hasn't been doing that, and there's a high probability that he/she has already found the right place...or died.
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Oh yeah, and I've been keeping a journal for Neptune. It isn't much. It's called N's Hornworm Diarrhy. (In Honor of Caterpillar Turds.)

This is mainly what it says:

MONDAY NIGHT

8:43 PM - Just cleaned out jar from turds. Now it's eating a little.
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TUESDAY MORNING

7:54 AM - Sleeping.
12:21 PM - It woke up and now it's eating its tomato!
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WEDNESDAY

7:40 AM - Leaves and tomato all gone. Trying to escape. Just gave it some tomato leaves.
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THURSDAY

IT BURROWED! I guess that means bye bye Hornworm Diarrhy.

Burrowing. How Sad.

This morning my caterpillar burrowed. ISN'T THAT SAD?!! It wasn't even big enough!!

H and S thought it escaped, but I dug in the terrarium and dumped the dirt into a cardboard thingy that used to be a cardboard drawer. I finally found my caterpillar!! (I named him/her Neptune, btw.) I let my caterpillar crawl around a bit, and I even put it on S while she was having her class and it fell on her thigh. No, she didn't scream. H would've, though. He's a chicken.

Terrariums

H finished making the terrarium today. S and I transferred our hornworms from jar to terrarium. My terrarium was an old cardboard shelf, with some modifications by S. H made a real nice one with windows on the sides. And it was big.

First, we went to the backyard to dig up some good dirt. S piled it up in the terrarium. Then we went back inside and out to the front yard to get some leaves and decorations. And to plop the caterpillar in. After we were done with everything, we sat back and admired our work. Then we took the terrariums in and put them in the sunroom. H's still didn't have a terrarium to go in, so like a few hours later after all that, we took H's caterpillar out of its jar and let it walk around some. Then, S got called into the house, so I remained out. Our room is the closest to the front yard and its window is next to the door. So I could see S in our room through the window. S told me to put it on the window. I put it there and it started crawling. Then Abi came back from work and saw the caterpillar on the window.
"I hope you guys don't get rashes from touching it," he said rudely.
"We won't get rashes," I said.
"Oh!" he said surprisedly.

So that is the story of the terrariums.

I Thought It Was Dead.

But it wasn't.

The inchworm inside its cocoon is now turning brown. I thought it was dead, but S said it was just a chrysalis or something. I faggot.

More Bugs

Yesterday, I lifted up one of the pots in the 'garden' and found millions of cockroaches, plus a white one. I was like 'whaat' and dropped the pot. I also found two eggs on the bell pepper plant.
I later found out that white cockroaches re not albinos, that's just what they look like right after molting.

And as for today, S gave the caterpillars tomatoes and now their turds are red and shiny. I even found a dark green turd a few minutes ago.

Inchworm, Tomato Hornworm, and Turds.

I found an inchworm yesterday in the 'garden' after watering the plants. It was crawling on a rock. I picked up the rock and lingered around a bit more in the garden in case there were anymore caterpillars around. There weren't, so I went back inside.

H thought the inchworm was just another tomato hornworm but obviously he was wrong. First of all, it didn't have a horn, and second of all, S said that newly hatched tomato hornworm are white or yellow. This inchworm was green. Third of all, tomato hornworms have big heads, and the inchworm had a pretty small head.

Later that day, S found a thready case around the worm. "Oh cool! It's making its cocoon!" S said. "What? Really?! That's awesome!" I said. No wonder it had been moving its head all day.

Also, I found out that my hornworm had turds all over its jar. The turds looked like small blackberries. Seeing them all piled up together was disgusting. I felt like barfing. Ugh. You should've seen it. Get this, I even saw a turd come out of the worm's tocks! It came out and then the slit closed up, quite primly. Yuck. Shortly after that, I found it sleeping, and two turds were stuck to its feet. "Sedapnya tidur, dengan turd turd lagi," said ummi. (Find the translation on Google translate, if you are so inclined.) Later, before abi went to the masjid for Isha, S and I went outside to dump out the turds. S said they looked like little grenades. XD

Ummi said we should have a diary about the caterpillars. So I got my nature journal and made one.

The worms are quite interesting. I can't wait to put up the pictures and videos!

N

Random Stuff

Things I hate.
I hate Puritans...and I hate Elizabeth George Speare's book. And I hate HSI. I have to read a smelly book about life among the Puritans. (It really is smelly!) I hate decimals, fractions, and dumb old people in word problems. I hate H. (He's good 1/2% and bad + annoying 100 and 1/2%.) I hate essays, science, and SCHOOL. And I hate big smelly dogs and small smelly dogs.

Things I don't hate.
Cake, cream cheese, cats, kittens, puppies, live classes ABOUT THINGS I LIKE (don't get thinking), gardening, tomatoes, Eyewitness DVD...and there's too much to list down here.

Sew, What's New? Um......nothing. Bai.

N

Potluck, Fish, and Cake

I have three posts to make today. One for Saturday and two for Sunday.

(PS: The title obviously says Potluck, Fish, and Cake. The words 'fish' and 'cake' just don't sound right together. It sounds nasty.)
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~The Potluck~

On Saturday, there was community iftar, as always, and that was the night I THOUGHT they were gonna announce the winners. After Maghrib I thought they would announce it, but no. So we ate our iftar and all, and it was really good! There was serving this time because usually when people take their food by themselves it's so slow. And there were less people this time because the Pakistanis had a party. So yay! The quietness. I didn't know there were so much Pakis.

S told Sandy that we brought a smoothie (made by me of course) and then Sandy was like, "Dude. Where's the smoothie?" So I showed her where it was, and she asked me what was inside it, and I said, "Blueberries, yogurt, soymilk, and lemon." So she drank it, and she was like, "Wow, N! This is so good! The lemon makes it so good!" Then she blubbered about how she used to hate lemon and all. And then, GUESS WHAT?! Mom showed me off to some of her friends named Myr, Joycie, and Umm Yaz. She told me to get the smoothie and some cups. And so I did, and then they were like, "You should make a smoothie shop called 'N Made It.'" And I'm like, ":D." Then Joycie looked at me and said, "I love your scarf. It really brings out the creaminess in your skin. You know, the lilac color." I was wearing a light purple tudong. Everyone went like 'Awww'! Well, mom and Myr and Umm Yaz did, but S and Sandy went like "Mph!" and "Hahaha!" Then mom said, "You're embarrassing her!" But Joycie said, "No, really! I wish my skin was like that." Then it was dessert time. It was oreo cake, I think. Then it was Isha time.

Sandy asked when they were gonna announce the winnahs, and I said, "I don't know, maybe after Isha?" And when they didn't, I thought, 'maybe after tarawih, then?' But no. Then I thought, 'Fine, maybe after witr.' And no.

So I asked mom why they didn't announce it, and she said, "I think it's 'cause they're waiting for the women."

Apparently the women's judging was on Tuesday, so bleep.
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~The Fish~

On Sunday we went shopping. Abi said we had to go shopping before the last ten days of Ramadan. Before we went we were like 'should we go or not' and then I asked mom and she said, 'Haa, boley lah!" So we went.

First we went to Petco while dad went somewhere else, I forgot.

S and I immediately went to the betta fish place. I went to where the rainbow rocks were, but they weren't where I saw them last. So I just went to the betta bowl decoration aisle. S said she wanted to buy a skull, but mom was like, 'ish, jangan lah!' S had olso said she liked my plant, so I got to choose a plant for myself. I was just about to get one when S changed her mind like Z.

"Actually, I'm going to buy my own plant."

BLEEP.

She took a very long time choosing. Then she changed her mind again! BLEEP x 2.

So I took a nice red silk plant, and a blue bridge. Then after I walked out of the aisle I noticed the rainbow rocks. I took the last pack of red, pink, and purple rocks.

S, apparently, got a castle for her fish to swim through. Then she got the water purifier. Then we joined mom and H & Z in looking at the other pets. We looked at the mice, the birds, the chinchillas, and the kittens. The kittens were so bleeping cute and so were the chinchillas. And of course mom thought the dumb old guinea pigs were cute. *BARF*

When we were done browsing we went to go pay. The cashier man was very odd. He was jolly.

"Hello! What've we got here today?"

"Hmm, I'm gonna wrap this up in a bag so it doesn't break." (Wraps up the bridge in a plastic bag)

"Would you like to donate a can of food to help the cats?" (Picks up a can of cat food and swings it around)

"Thank you, do you have a Petco card?"

"Thank you, have a good day. Hello sir, what do you..."

LOL.

So after that was done with, we went to the hated Ross, and then the disliked Marshalls, and the hilarious smelly Big 5. H needed cleats for his soccer. In a certain place mom found fresh shields for H. S was laffing like cra-Z about them. So much so she was even laffing after we left the store.

At home before Zohor, S got my bowl cleaned and decored. First she took the fish out, then the water, then put the gravel on a tissue to dry. Then she put in the decor and poured some smelly apple cider vinegar on it. Then she put in the water, and then the purifier. Then my fish's bowl was done. It was Fish Kid's turn. Fish Kid aka Iceblaze aka Sharkbait.

Sunset on the bridge.

S did hers and then when it was done we went to go pray. I made waz and when I lifted up my right leg to wash my foot, my best knee banged into the sink counter. I noticed later on in the shower that I got a bad bruise.

IceBlaze and his castle.

Sunset's bowl is beautiful now. ↓



H claims he told me to buy the bridge. Well, he didn't. I chose it for myself and that's that. I'm the one with good taste here.



Staring in rage at each other.

Here's a little video I took of Sunset biting my finger. I always make him bite my finger before I give him food. It's a little trick S invented.

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~The Cake~

That same day, H wanted to make sponge cake with fruit and cream. He got into a little argument with mom about folding. :D

So after dad came home from Shahit's store with the berries, H started the cake.

"Who wants to help me?" he said.

"Me," said me.

"M'kay."

So while he got everything out, I went to go look at Sunset. Suddenly H came in my room and said, "C'mon, Nar, let's go make the cake!"

I followed him to the kitchen in most grudge. He started making the cake.

Sifting the flour.

S holding eggs over flour.

(fast forward - I don't want to tell all about how we made the cake - I forgot anyway)

...I remember using the hand beater to make the cream. It required patience and it hurt my hands real bad. Then I remember H pouring the strawberries in a bowl and putting them in the fridge because he left them out too long and they melted.

Then the cake was ready, and it was too short (thanks to H's geniusness), so S made another one. Then it was frosting time. H decored the first layer with cream and the strawberries. Then he put the other cake layer on top and started frosting the whole cake. It was very messy. Then he decorated the top and the base with the remaining strawberries. It looked wunnerful. Then he poured the remaining strawberry sauce over the cake.

The end result.

Then when it reached Asr time, we woke up mom and prayed asr, an then we went downstairs and H said to show mom the cake so I showed her the pictures I took of it. She said to give it to the bleeping neighbors!! >:O I was like, shouldn't've showed her the pictures!

So H was sent out with a plate of cake to give to the neighbors. But they weren't home, so yay! XD

When it was time to break, H and I ate the cake pieces that were meant for the bleeping neighbors.

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Well, those are all the stories for today.

N

Jitters

I feel so jittery! Maghrib is in like about 7 hours, and today there is community iftar at the masjid! And I feel so jittery because I can't wait to see who won the Quran competition!!! They will announce the winners today! OMG. The jitteriness is making my tummy hurt even more because of hunger pains, plus I had a chest pain.

S is helping me train Sunset to bite my finger before I give him food. And I just dumbly noticed that he has ugly nostrils that make him look totally different from what he looked like before.

My tummy is growling. I gotta go mund*, it's already Zohor. See ya.

N
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*Mund is our word for 'mandi'; 'mandi' is the Malay word for 'bathe'.

BREAKING NEWS: The Hawk Moth

From Reporter John Smith: The Death Head...Literally...

N is sad to admit that the tomato hornworm moth she has been keeping, is officially dead. We have interviewed N and this is what she says:

I have some really bad news.

Our BEST tomato hornworm/hawk moth has died. *SOB*

S said maybe it died because Ummi didn't take us out to let it go immediately, and so it got crammed up in the jar because it couldn't fly. So today, Ummi's friend Joycie came for Abata. They did Abata and talked for like about 2 hours.

When Joycie had to leave, Ummi asked S and I if we wanted to come with her to let the moth go. Before that, we were checking out the moth in the sunroom. S kept dropping sugar water on it with a cotton ball, due to her research, but nothing happened.

Earlier in the morning, like after Fajr, it had moved a little. Its antenna moved a bit and S said its tocks* moved too, a bit. She said it was moving less every day. We had to tell mom; the moth was officially dead.

So when she and Joycie were getting ready to go, we brought the jar to her and announced that it was dead. Ummi was like *GASP* and Joycie looked at it and said 'aww!'.

So me and S got ready to go. H was still sleeping (it was like 1pm @ the time, & S said he's been sleeping since 8 or 9am.) and so we left him home alone sleeping. Then we left. On the way, S asked mom why all the animals we raise always die. Mom laughed.

We dropped Joycie off at Sry's house, and then we went to go find a place to put the moth.

We stopped @ this place. S and I got out of the van and went to a place where there were patches of grass unlike the man who keeps his lawn clean. S took the plastic wrap off the Lychee jar. I reached in and tried to hold the moth but it was kinda round. I finally got hold of it and put it in the grass. It was upside down. I tried making it right side up, but it stayed up side down. We left it there in the grass and S dumped all the dirt, flowers & junk out. I saw the cocoon and told S to keep it. She scooped it up & then we ran back to the van. & guess what? Mom still had the nerve to call it ugly! >:O My fingers were gray and dusty from touching the moth. S said it was the scales.

We drove home and tried scaring H by banging on the door like strangers usually do 'cause they don't know there is a doorbell. But he still wasn't awake yet. So mom finally unlocked the door and we got in and got ready to pray Zohor. When we were finished mom called H to pray by himself. He didn't know that we left him home alone, apparently.

Mom called us murderers.

And so that is the story. Here are pictures of the moth.




Sadly, it is dead now.

That is all N says from her experience with the hawk moth's death. Thank you for reading, and until then, please stay tuned!

N's News

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*Tocks is our word for butt. Guess where the tock part came from?

The Tomato Moth

I have some cool news. This morning at suhoor, S told me that the caterpillar had finally hatched!! I went into the sunroom to go see it but I was too lazy. My glasses weren't on and also, I needed to pee badly. So after suhoor, I looked at it. It scared me some at first. But you know what? Despite the caterpillar's huge size, the moth was very small. Probably comes from being in the dirt for so long. It probably shriveled up or something. So anyways, mom was kinda hooked in making new posts on DOOL2, and that means taking pictures of things. *GROAN* So of course that meant taking pictures of the moth. So S did, but they were horrible so I took some better ones. The moth is dark drown, black and white, and its eyes are huge. Pictures will be shown later.

N

N's Knowledge: The Glass Frog!

Hello! Welcome to N's Knowledge! Today we are talking about the glass frog.



I knew about the glass frog long time ago. I think it is really cool. It's this frog that has see-through skin and you can see the guts. It has green bones. Cool, huh?

Even the eggs are see through!

I would put more facts, but not right now.

Resources:
http://mudfooted.com/transparent-glass-frog/

http://tywkiwdbi.blogspot.com/2011/11/curious-eyes-of-glass-frog.html

http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&client=firefox-a&hs=Spr&sa=X&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&biw=1280&bih=687&tbm=isch&prmd=imvns&tbnid=3gaguIL3xcw4hM:&imgrefurl=http://listsoplenty.com/blog/%3Fp%3D9271&docid=vBIuvhwoN-m4bM&imgurl=http://cdn2.listsoplenty.com/listsoplenty-cdn/uploads/2010/06/glass-frog.jpg&w=385&h=580&ei=uvESUOfqEsqGjAKQ7ICYBw&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=390&vpy=298&dur=990&hovh=276&hovw=183&tx=101&ty=242&sig=104265010801725738560&page=2&tbnh=156&tbnw=140&start=16&ndsp=21&ved=1t:429,r:17,s:16,i:236

N's Knowledge: The American Shorthair Cat!

Hello and welcome back to N's Knowledge!

Today, we will talk about the American Shorthair cat, one of my faves.

Isn't it adawrable?!
Anyways. The facts.

The American Shorthair, ASH for short, is a domestic cat that was brought to North America by settlers so they could protect the cargo from rats and mice.
According to the Cat Fancier's Association (CFA), it was the 8th most popular breed of cat in the US during 2011.

This cat is known as a working cat and is more strong, muscley, and lean than its relation, the British Shorthair.

American shorthair and British Shorthair.

ASHs get overweight very easily.

These cats come in colors Red, Blue, White, Black, Cream, Silver, Golden, Brown, Cameo, Bluecream, and Tortoiseshell.



Red



Blue



White

Black



Cream



Silver

Golden



Brown



Cameo



Tortoiseshell



Bluecream

From what I know, ASHs make great pets. So if you're looking for a cat, get this one.

N

Credits:

Facts

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Shorthair
http://www.cfa.org/client/breedAmericanShorthair.aspx
My memory

Pictures

http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Qogq3ys5M8M/S_qTbXuKEnI/AAAAAAAAFrk/wQdF2JH_qPE/cat9.JPG
http://lovemeow.com/2010/05/my-cats-are-my-family/
http://pets-area.com/photos/photo?id=11728
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The Tomato Frog

I'm gonna start a new...something. Whatever it's called. The label for it is N's Knowledge. It's like N's News, except it will have posts about animal facts, plant facts, human body facts, and facts x 100! Facts is now officially not a word no more. Okay? Thanks you!

Welcome to N's Knowledge. This is her first post.

My fav frog! Well, maybe not, but I like it! I like tomatoes and frogs. No, I am not planning to eat it. You can if you want to. So there.

THIS is the Tomato Frog!

The tomato frog is a big, fat, red frog with gold eyes. It is not all red, it has some yellow and orange parts here'n'there. So yeah. Can you see the resemblance?

This is a tomato compared to a baby tomato frog. Tomato frogs get their color as they grow older.

Lookit, matin' T frawgs, mate! It's H and someone else. :P


Here's another baby T frog! Isn't it ADAWRABLE?!

Thassit for today, bro! Stay tuned for better posts!

N's Knowledge

More Pictures of Sunset and, um....who???

Here are some better pictures of the fish. Iceblaze and Sunset!
Drumroll please!



Waiting for his container to be cleaned...

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"I told you, no pictures!"


True colors...





Staring in rage at each other...








Pac-Man!

N