Which story would you rather have Dibsy write about?

Considering you voted on the poll above, would you read the story?

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The birds are shining, and the sun is singing... oh wait lol.

In other news,

I WON THE SCHOOL SPELLING BEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I'LL BE ON TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Yay I'm so happy!!!!!!! I own the school spelling bee!!!!!!!!!!

LOL, you know how if contestant number 2 spells one wrong (when it's the last 2 left) the other person (me) gets to try spelling the same word??

It was savant. When the teacher said it it sounded weird. It was like he was saying 'sabbath'. -.-

Since if I spelled it wrong it would mean the hours and hours (no joke) of studying were for nothing, (because being second place doesn't get you a wig, cell phone, or a chance to be on tv) so I was all like,


"Yes. Savant."


"Yes. The word is savant."

"Savant? Saaaaaaaavant? Savaaaaaaant? Sssssssssssaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnttttttt??"

"YES, THE WORD IS SAVANT." (<--you can tell Mr. V my teacher is getting annoyed)

"Ok. Sssssaaaaaaavvvvaaaaannnnnnttttt. S-A-V-A-N-T."


(almost the whole sixth grade whoops)


"WAIT! One more word!!!"

(place silences)


I smile, asked for definition and sentence, (since you can never be too sure) and spelled, "S-U-R-V-E-I-L-L-A-N-C-E."




It was more like a real spelling bee. If you get it wrong they press this button that goes, 'DING'.

There was this one time where I almost got a heart attack.


"Dimuntion? D-I-...D...wait I'm going to start over, ok?"

whisperwhisper, whisperwhisper.



(imaginary rain cloud goes over the sixth grade-"Aww...") ((by this time I was the only sixth grader))

Then Mrs. Hanada (the principal) interrupts as I'm walking down to my class, "She said the same things over again, she was starting over, she was correct."

Diminution was a word I hated. The past two days I've been studying nonstop. I haven't even went out to recess. Earlier that lunch Shantel (close friend) and me practiced.

Diminution was one of the very few words I misspelled. She had to repeat it like 8 times for me to get it. Dim-in-u-tion. ("Dim, light. In, out. U, as in you must not lose. Tion, as we will shun you.")

I'm really happy but lots of the fourth graders made fun of me. Like last year, I was slowly freaking out inside(I was in the Bee last year too), so I was praying like three to nine times a round. They made fun of me 'cause of it.

WELL, fourth graders, I'm a sixth grader, which means I'm SMARTER than you, AND you're not in the spelling bee, so, YOU ARE STUPID!!!! (no offense to the kinder, more intelligent fourth graders, whom i can name are smarter than some sixth graders in my class)

But I wasn't the only one that prayed. =) People like Noemi, Lucia, Shantel were praying for me. XDXDXD

When I came back to my class, I couldn't breath. Everyone was treating me like I won the Oscars or something. I was gonna give Shantel her sweater back (I borrowed it for good luck) and then like half the class hugged me.

It was like being tackled in football, except instead of sweaty muddy guys they were friendly helpful people that I really, really loved. Mostly females, you know, since it is very awkward if you are a male and hug a female. (whom you don't like in 'that' way. T-T)

Also, if anyone has been counting, (i.e.-no one) this is the 100th post on this blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

I was waiting for the bee to be over to post thish!!! :)


Well, my adrenaline just died now.

OK, so the 100th post wasn't a big whoop to most of you.

So let's celebrate on the 101th post, the post after this one!!! Any ideas?? Hmmm?? Any ideas to celebrate???



Friday, January 16, 2009

Soss wetch hatch? (also PS: Cursed please don't post anything right now because I am planning something REALLY big so plz don't do anything just yet!)

Soss wetch hatch means What's Up? in Polish!! I am sounding out because I have no idea how to spell!!!

Anyways as I said in the above world Cursed (or as I prefer Cursed Box Box-Juhy) please don't post just yet right now okaaaay? Thaaaaaaanks!!!

w00tw00t! A-MAZING FRIDAY!!!

I am gonna compete in the school spelling bee! Yeah! And if I win I get to go to the district and represent my school and be on live television! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!

Oh noez but I've been practicing and failing on a lot of words!!! :O Noez!!! No no nooo!!!!

In other news...


If you do not understand this then obviously it does not involve you!!! (LOL jk but it's true)

I am so bored nowadays......

I am a child genius. I am a child genius. (sits down and meditates) I am a child genius. I am a child genius. I am an unfairly misunderstood child genius. GAH!

Does anyone here watch CSI?? I watch it, and my favorite CSI is CSI: New York!!! XD Has anyone noticed that Horatio in CSI: Miami acts really weird? It's like he can only see in the corner of his eye. He's always looking sideways and wearing glasses. Hehehehehe.

CSI: Las Vegas is really good but I don't like the lighting and I find it kind of boring. Miami has all these bright lights, unintentional funny boss, and currently has no dead Warrick. The dead people in Las Vegas look really good, though. Really realistic.

You know, in a way CSI teaches criminals the mistakes they make... I've been watching it and found out the perfecto way to kill someone. OR DO I?!?! LOL I thought of posting it here know...what if a future killer comes on?? =O

Woo! I currently have nothing to talk about.

I'm in "eek" mode. Just watched...(guess???) CSI!!! It was an episode where these brides were fighting over a dress...OR WERE THEY?!?! :O

I should come back to my HENZ. (happily energetic niceness zone) I must meditate.

GUH. There are so many EGGs in my school. GOSH EGGs ARE SO ANNOYING.

EGG-extreme girly girl



I'm having fun with acronyms. Ooh, ooh, there are lots of PB&J's in my school, too. Oh, that's not an acronym.

A PB&J is someone who is boring and plain. Not uncommon. Not uncommon at all.

I have an undeniable urge to come to Cory's blog and call him Cooc. But I'm sleepy. (snores)

Anyways, I'm probably gonna post another post sometime later today, so buh-bye fellas!!!

Friday, January 9, 2009

Life is wonderful supposedly

List of almost comical things that happened this week-

(since this blog was originally supposed to be about my life but i'm too scared to do anything personal)

(i know you guys know no one on this list but thats not the point thats what they did)

I normally don't use codes for names since most of my friends have a myspace.

- a conversation between two unfortunate friends:

We follow the TCJSM squad. (teresa, christa, josie, sammy maria) We were just about to pass the big wall where you play handball when Carlos asks,

"Hey wheres Yvette?"

"In the Phillipines. Thats why I'm gonna bug you and stuff 'til she gets back."

"You're gonna molest me? Oh snap, its a harasser!" (=P) "When is she gonna come back?"

"Dunno. I have no life."

"You have a life, Dibsy."

"No I don't. I have no friends, either."

And suddenly I spiral. -.-

We are approaching the TCJSM squad now and then Carlos is all like,

"I'm gonna give you some friends then! XD"

"(flash of light hits dibsy, suddenly realizing what he means) NO!"

The TCJSM Squad notices me.


In a second (woo!) the squad surrounds me. I find out that Ana has moved to Missouri.

What da. How come no one told me this??? (-.- no wonder!) So, like, Ana's gone. Poof. And I didn't even know. WHY?!?!

-everyone told me that Ana moved to Missourri, but in actuality she was just absent for one day. i have been junked (and was temporarily the new replacement ana)

-just been told it's PUNKED not JUNKED. gosh how would i know??

-At Guided Reading when we were with Mr. V.(my teacher) J.R. was being a drama king and laying his head on my shoulder and stuff. He says I smell like Dominos Pizza. It must be my jacket, I put on this perfume that smells like baby powder.

-We played Bingo in class and when we were cleaning up Carl (remember? a smart asian dude! XD) (who sits diagonally in front of me to my right) kept dropping my bingo pieces on the floor. I have to pick them up or I get detention. (-.-) He says I'm a vegetable. I tell him he's a gulay. (asian word for vegetable)

-I emailed Shantel back and forth in G.R. class. Me and Shantel were virtually catfighting:







o no u dinnit!!

(drops piano)

-Hehehe. I also emailed Jonathan that he SUX cause he got my penguin banned!!! >:( He knows my penguin password (on club penguin) and said a bad word (that he 'says' he was 'only' gonna type, but 'carl for some reason pressed enter') and now I'm banned for 24 hours!!! >:X Jerk!! DX I gave him two penguins and emailed him a hate email, but deleted it a few minutes later since I thought that his wasn't gonna solve anything and he would go on my penguin again. (and that i sort of went overboard with the art of words, hehe, and the threats... O.o)

-Read Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson. It speeeeaaaks to me. I should be more like the heroine. No, I should not be a slacker with sad grades, I should be sarcastic, go wit da flow kind person. Ya. (GO READ IT!)

-It's cold and windy here in the morning, which fools all gullible and stupid persons (i.e.: ME) to pack in big winter clothes. GASP, by the time it's recess, the sun's out and shining. The world hates me.

-I favor track over swimming. Suuuure, it gave Yvette a six-pack from swimming (seriously yvette is even younger than me!!! i have seen her six-pack i no its true its so unfair) and kick butt tan, but I don't like swimming, I don't like my body or my swimsuit, blah blah blah. But I only like track when I'm alone(so i won't try to race), when it's raining (best when it's done raining and the sky is still gloomy and gray-that way it's cool) when I'm listening to music (preferably music i like) and there's a breeze and I'm wearing shorts and a loose tee shirt and runner shoes. It feels nice.

-carl has gotten a horrible spiral haircut. i can't even explain it. i hope it goes back to its shiny self soon

-Recess I hung out with Eyra(not her real name but i have to), Sam, Crystal, ect. Eyra's mom was in the gate and Eyra got in trouble because she was seen hanging out with Jonathan. New Order: Yra is to stay away from ALL men. Which, to be exact, is pretty much half the school, and more than than half the whole world. Not to mention our teacher is a guy.

-I also get new shampoo and conditioner, which makes me frizzy hair sleek and shiny! XD

ya. this is all that happened this week. ya.

heeey c why dont you comment that much anymore? dont u lub me? =P

peoplez list:

carlos: last member of the TJCSM Squad.

ana: actually part of the squad. so i guess it's actually the TJCSMCA Squad. darn, its too long now.

jonathan: j.r.

j.r.: jonathan

carl: short smart asian dude. XD

shantel: friend

look they're all my friends ok?

anyways bye!


Sunday, January 4, 2009

An Untitled Story of An Untitled Person's Untitled Life

SOMEONE, PLEASE GO TO SHORT STORY BLOG!!! You don't have to read Part 1, I put so much info on the new post.

I am attempting a horror story!!! With stolen ideas from this creepy story I once read! Yay!!!!

Once upon an untitled time, there was an untitled girl that was named Untitled. She lived an untitled story and lived an untitled life. One untitled day, she met a boy named Titled. They fell in love with a hint of both untitled-ness and title-ness, and had a baby named Utitle. He had no face, for some untitled reason. And so, this titled boy who's face was tragically missing an untitled, died, for he could not eat. The end.

Nonono!! That has got to be the worst story ever written! (smacks self)

I'm gonna try writing something serious for once with excess detail and little dialogue, but still rich in story, plot, and character! =D Yay!

Since little people have bothered to go to Short Story Blog, I will write a Short Story here, in hopes of attracting readers to go to it. I will make it serious, although most of my stories are humorous, and possibly comical.

I dedicate this story to Nixx! For no reason at all, just because I am randomly kind at this moment and feel like dedicating something to somebody!!! Yay Nixx!

Lettuce begin!!! (random moods like this are the best times to write a SERIOUS story)


I pushed a red strand of my hair away from my face, looking at the ground nervously, scuffing my ankle-high leather boots and leaving a slight scratch to the otherwise perfect teal marble floor with my stilettos.
I had not yet known what in the world I had done, but I anticipated greatly the moment in which I would find out. I rested my elbows on my mid thigh, and laid my chin on my hands pensively.
I looked at him intensely, and his face barely hinted a smile at all. His eyes were passively intriguing, the type you would adore gazing into, the type you wouldn't mind drowning in. He glanced at my lazily, and I gripped the carefully carved wooden chair so hard my knuckles turned white.
He turned away and my grip loosened slightly, and I sat up and rubbed my hand upon my elbow, yet all the while fidgeting with my right hand with my pleated skirt.
I stood up noiselessly, and I gave him what looked like an almost benignly smile. He did the same, but with a lot more of a genuine smile. He lifted his hand gently and wiggled his fingers, and I locked my arm around his and rested my head upon his shoulder gently.
I closed my eyes and smiled slightly, and sighed contently. It was then that he let go of me, turning away and standing next to the mahogany table, missing my miffed, if not offended, look. He came back seconds later, with a palpable smile hidden in what he appeared to be shown as a non-interested frown. He held two packets of paper, both possessed the big and bold words in a Times New Roman font, GRACELING. (tm, not my title, real book, read it it's very good)
"Nimeton?" He said breezily, handing me a copy of the plays' script.
I blinked at him before nodding and taking it, my voice hoarse and rusty from speaking too much. I opened my mouth to read the first words from my assigned character.
"A quarter hour, no more."
He lifted his eyebrows, looking unimpressed. I tried again with an English tinge,
"A quarter hour, no more." I looked up again, and seeing that he was looking back down at the script I continued.
"I can do it in the time allotted." His eyebrows raised again, and I sighed, scuffing my boots once again.

THE END. LOL. This is why I don't do series stories. XP There was absolutely NO point at all in that story. =P I can stuck in details and forget everything. This was my worst work, I swear!!!

Now go to Short Story Blog for even better stories!!!


Saturday, January 3, 2009


(not my piccys)

Current mood: Bored

(the thing that proves i have no life WHATSOEVER)

I was in clubpenguin today at the pizza parlor.I was sitting in one of the chairs and my date (although female,we were just friends) called the waiters, and asked for goo. Here is the conversation (not actually funny, but hey, this is my blog so deal with it)

Friend: I want goo.
Waiter #1: I'm sorry we do not have goo.
Me: I want goo!!!
Friend: Yeah we want goo!
Waiter #2: Can I help you?
Me: I want a penguin head!
Friend: I'm sorry we do not serve goo.
Person in the other table: Waiter!
Waiter #3: Yes?
Person in the other table: I WANT GOO!
Waiter #3: Ok.
Me: See how come she got goo?? Liar!!!
Waiter #2: We don't have goo!
Friend: We want goo!
Me: Or else!!
Waiter #2: Or else what??
Me: I'm gonna sue you!!!
Waiter #2: FINE HERE WE'LL GIVE YOU GOO!!! (angry face)
Friend: Yay goo! (happy face)
(person in the other table copies; gets goo also)


C why haven't you commented? Don't you lub me anymore? DX

My favorite snack is buchi!!! Yaaa buchi is so awesome!!! XDXDXD

The picture of buchi is the above picture! Ya buchi ya! XD

I got nothing to talk about. The good thing about being random is that when you have writers bloc something random just goes into your mind randomly.

Who else other than C has a club penguin account?

More randomness!

Words of Wisdom!! XD

I can please only one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow isn't looking good, either.

I'd explain it to you, but your brain would explode.

Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If he isn't there the first time you need him, chances are you won't be needing him again.

Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.

When you're right, no one remembers. When you're wrong, no one forgets. (so true v.v)

Cheer up, the worst is yet to come.

Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else. (so aren't we all the same??)

I like work. It fascinates me. I sit and look at it for hours.

If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side.

Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.

An consultant is someone who takes a subject you understand and makes it sound confusing.

You're slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter.

Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons because, to them, you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.

Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.

Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level.

Am I getting smart with you? How would you know?

Always forgive your enemies - Nothing annoys them so much
If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.

I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.

For Sale: Parachute. Only used once, never opened, small stain.

Do you have trouble making up your mind? Well, yes or no?

If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.

When I'm not in my right mind, my left mind gets pretty crowded.

Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.

You know the speed of light, so what's the speed of dark?

Join The Army, Visit exotic places, meet strange people, then kill them.

I poured Spot remover on my dog. Now he's gone.

Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.

On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the Escape key.

Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.

Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.

Be wary of strong drinks. It can make you shoot at tax collectors, and miss.

Cooking lesson #1: don’t fry bacon in the nude.

If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

Never buy a car you can’t push.

Never eat yellow snow.

Never pet a burning dog.

Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you don’t have a leg to stand on.

Never try to teach a pig to sing. It wastes your time and annoys the pig.

Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance.

The early worm gets eaten by the bird, so sleep late.

There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved through a suitable application of high explosives.

There are very few problems that cannot be solved by orders ending with ‘or die.’ - Alistair J.R. Young

You are what you eat. So stay away from the jerk chicken.

Be nice to the nerds and geeks in high school — you’ll be working for them in the future.

- "A rich man is nothing but a poor man with money." - W.C. Fields

- "Have no fear of perfection. You’ll never reach it." - Salvador Dali

- "Risk taking is inherently failure-prone. Otherwise, it would be called sure-thing taking." - Timothy McMahon

- "If A equals success, then the formula is A=X+Y+Z, where X is “work,” Y is “play,” and Z is “keep your mouth shut.” " - Albert Einstein

- "I have not failed. I’ve just found ten thousand ways that won’t work." - Thomas Edison

- "Always and never are two words you should always remember never to use." - Wendell Johnson

*If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.

*If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody. (-.-...well, yeah... ((mentally stabbed)))

*One seventh of your life is spent on Monday.

*Suicide is the most sincere form of self-criticism.

*The facts, although interesting, are irrelevant.

*The more you run over a cat, the flatter it gets.

*There is absolutely no substitute for a genuine lack of preparation.

*Things are more like they are today than they ever were before.

*By the time you make ends meet, they move the ends.

Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you’re a mile away and you have their shoes.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire.

It’s always darkest before dawn. So if you’re going to steal your neighbor’s newspaper, that’s the time to do it.

Don’t be irreplaceable. If you can’t be replaced, you can’t be promoted.