A Post for S

Well, right now, S is in class, and she told me to make a post because she wanted to read, so here's the post.

I hate those skin snags on your fingers. They are extremely annoying and painful. I'm TRYING not to bite them or my nails anymore but it's addicting. Scream asterisk scream.

Orthotics are painful. Why can't everybody's feet just be the same and all have arches and no bunions?

Glasses people are mean. I want to get new glasses instead of these plastic pink ones. The glasses person I last saw said I don't need new ones. Grrrrr...

Cracking your knuckles is fun. Yesterday I went to my friend Mnr's house, and she was cracking her knuckles. Cracking your toes is fun too.

There's no more WATERMELON to eat. And my tummy is SO huge, I need to do my workout.

S thinks my fish needs to be returned. I slightly agree, but Abi hid the receipt somewhere, and so...BOOM.

The End.

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.

Money Jokes and Helpful Advertisements

~THE MONEY JOKES~

    People in Oklahoma make lots of jokes about money. I suppose that's how they are. H says that's the fad in Oklahoma.
    First of all, we went to a place called OK Halal Meat and Grocery. There was a sign above the door that said, 'ENTERANCE'. Please. So we went in thought the Enterance, and Z didn't want to get out of the van, so me and S left him in there. He eventually came out.
    Abi ordered some food, and while the people were cooking it, we bought some things. Ummi got some seeds for honey lemon, and we saw some marshmallows that we gave to Ummi for confirmation with Abi, since Ummi is so persuade-y. Abi said 'not today' to the marshmallows, and usually, 'not today' means 'never'.
    The man told Abi that the meal was ninety dollars. Abi was stunned for a split second and then tried to be nonchalant and said, "O-kay."
    And then the man slapped his knee and blubbered about how good his joke was. Just KIDDING, bro! That would've been hillary.
    What really happened was the man grinned evilly and said, "No, actually, it's $19.00, brother."
    Haha. Do you SEE me laughing?

    The next money joke was when we was leaving the parking garage of the hotel. We had to pay to get out. So the woman said Abi had to pay seventy dollars. I think. I can't remember. Yeah, so that's what happened because I tend to have such a bad memory sometimes.
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~HELPFUL ADVERTISEMENTS~

    As you may know, every hotel has a TV in it. And with us, we always watch TV in the lame hotels, not the big fancy ones. I wonder why?

    Anyway, after Abi's conference in Oklahoma, we went back to Dallas for Ummi's Public Speaking Workshop for Sisters. So while ummi was attending it one day, and abi went there too, me, S, H, and Z were left in the hotel. So we watched Discovery channel like good kids. Some ads came on, of course. 

There was this really helpful ad called, 'Insanity.' It was a workout ad about fatties that did the Insanity workout and got muscle-y and thinner. It was crazy. It was a really long ad. But it seemed real helpful. I could use it. (DON'T SAY ANYTHING, JS AND H!) 

Another ad was about T-shirts. It was called Try Custom Ink. It was awesomely cool. You could design your own T-shirt and order one or a thousand T-shirts, and all for free. That got me to thinking about Zoe and Bo T-shirts. :D

Another ad was about a face cream called Proactiv that took away ugly face spots and aging marks and things like that. It looked pretty helpful. Not only to JS, though. XD

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~

But first, let's interest you with some advertisements!

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You have survived the advertisements. Now you may read...

~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.

Yay! It's My Birthday Today!

Today is October 1st, and today I am the age that is equal to 7 x 2. I am in a hotel right now in Oklahoma City. We started traveling on Friday, September 28 and went to Dallas, TX for a class by Omar Suleiman. The class was called Behind the Scenes. We got there for free Friday. Only me, H, and Abi were taking it, because apparently S had to study for her class or something, and Ummi was too busy with her class. So apparently some people have a lot of classes going on here.

Anyway, the class was kinda boring but Omar Suleiman made a lot of jokes at least. H and I drew a lot in our books, which made Abi scream, but at least some of the drawings were relevant. On Sunday, which was the last day of class, we left. We left right after the class ended. Well, we left after we had our last pee. Oklahoma was three hours away, which is quite surprising.

After the long, terrible three hours in the van, we got there. Our hotel was called Sheraton. We have to go to OK City (it isn't really okay at all) because Abi has a conference there. While waiting in the van for Abi to get our room, we saw some weird people out the back window. I saw a smelly kid peering into the hotel, and there were some weird dancing people. Somebody took the keys of a woman's car and drove it into the parking garage.

The beds are white and the bathroom is white, and the sink is too high. There is orange shampoo, yellow conditioner, yellow bar soaps, and white lotion. Very descriptive, right? Yes, well, anyway, I must tell you how my birthday went.

At somewhere around 3:00, we left the hotel. We had to be back at 4:00 because of Abi's conference. We went on a water taxi, and the tupA' water taxi driver asked the passengers if they had an October birthday today. Ummi stared at me meaningfully, but I don't like to talk muchly, so I remained silent. :D But a smelly person on the taxi named Angela had an October 1st birthday, so good for her. When we went under a bridge, the driver tupA'ly sang the birthday song along with the other tupA' passengers.

"Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy BIRTHday, undear unangelic Angela,
HAPPY birthday TO YOOOUU!"

After the tupA' taxi ride, we went to a souvenir shop. I bought some earrings for me, myself and I. And S too. S got lame ol' silver butterfly ones, and I got big, dangly blue and purple ones with a silver star on each. Then we went to peachwave, a frozen yogurt place. There was a thingy for that if it was your birthday today, you got to get a 16oz cup of frozen yogurt for free. And the weight didn't matter. So isn't that great? Yeah, so S and H told me to get a lot of frozen yogurt since it was free and all. I got what I thought was enough, but they told me to get more, so I hesitantly did. And then, I got loads of toppings. I got strawberries, white chocolate chips, Rolo candy, Skittles, rainbow sprinkles, and strawberry sauce. How good does that sound?!

Anyway, here's where something really eventful happened. They (mom, dad, S, H, and Z) left me in that place to finish off, (and who told me to get a lot?!) and I left the gift bag with the earrings in it in there! We were already walking back to the hotel when I suddenly remembered. So I gasped loudly and everybody stared at me oddly. Well, John and H did. So I told them the problem, and then John told mom, and then dad walked back to that place with me to get it.

So yeah, that's how my birthday went. Mom was playing Montezuma (a game like Bejeweled) on the iPad, and H and Z were playing with her, and then suddenly, mom lashed out at H because he was being annoying.

"Ahh, go a-WAY lah! I'm gonna play by myself. You're not helping!" :D

Then me, Z, and H surrounded mom helped her, but she didn't appreciate it. She said, "Okay, you all be VERY quiet. And don't mention any colors or you will distract me! GOH!"

So we tried to be quiet, but somehow H managed to say something, so the punishment was that mom played another one. But we all couldn't help ourselves, so mom played another one. We managed to
stay quiet and finally it was Z's turn. Then it was my turn, and then H 's. He didn't play Montezuma, though. He played Jetpack Joyride and Fruit Ninja.

Oh yes. When it was my turn, mom chased H and JS around the hotel room with her spit. Mom - a human goat? Correct.

A few hours later, dad came back for his conference, and then Maghrib came, and dinner, and now I'm on one of the white beds typing this post on the iPad.

N

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.