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Name: Anna (sounds like "on-a")
Gender: Female
Interests: JESUS: writing: reading : friendses: art: music: CRU: acting: my family: my rajahs: singing: Campus Crusade for Christ: laughing: snow : school : Michigan : youth group: life...
Expertise: Soaring on my star ship through uncharted galaxies, saving Middle Earth, training at Hogwarts, and jumping into other worlds through my innocent looking wardrobe.
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Member Since:
1/16/2006
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So I was looking through an old folder of mine and discovered several sheets of quotes I had written down two years ago, from my adventures working at Kids Camp Daycare (got hired again this year!) as well as several sheets of quotes from Joey and Justin when they were about four or five. I laughed when I read them, so I decided to share then with you, just to give you all a smile.
KIDS CAMP QUOTES: (collected by me and other workers)
"If I jump off this swing, I get to go to heaven before you."--age five
"I don't kiss my mommy on the lips, only Daddy can kiss her there."--age three
"Dear Jesus, make sure we have a good time or I'll tell my Daddy to fire the teacher."--age six
"I have a firecracker in my pocket, and it's making me nervous."--age seven (we promptly searched the pockets and found a piece of red chalk. phew.)
"I don't have to wear a swim diaper anymore, so now there's nothin' but bottom down there...wanna see?"--age three on "water day"
"You are tough, but I am stronger!"---age?
Q:"What is it like being the only girl in your family?"
A:"Challenging." --age five
"Simon says....put your hands on your booty! Ha!"---age four
"I'm afraid if we keep talking like this we're going to have an arguement."--age five
Teacher: "What happens when people are lazy?"
Kids: "They go nowhere."
Student: "Except they go to Hell!" (after several stares) "Well, Jesus isn't a lazy thing. He makes you work. That's what my Daddy says."--age eight
"Isn't it crazy that I'm not wearing any underwear?"--age four
"I'm a workin' man!"--age two
Teacher:"Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Kid: "No, I'm a missionary kid. I'm good at holding it." --age six
JOEY AND JUSTIN QUOTES:
"You are only allowed in my chair on holidays. Any other day I need money."--Joey
"So if girls are happy, they scream. If boys are happy, they hit."---Joey
"Girls are good cookers, and boys are the good eaters."---Justin
"Noah should be named "yes-ah" cuz no isn't a good word for boys."--Justin
"A Christmas Conference is lots and lots of people being loud. Then they put the kids in rooms to color, eat pretzals, and...Veggie Tales!"---Justin
"Ants were an accident."--Justin
"Doughnut holes are liars. They don't have any holes."--Joey
"No, screaming is just making a loud noise and getting in trouble. Yelling is making a loud noise and being good."--Joey
"Jesus got the dinasaurs dead so we wouldn't get eaten."--Justin
"Hey Daddy---this Mountian Dew smells like your deodarant!"--Joey
"Singing can get you out of jail. Paul an Silas told me that in Sunday School."--Justin
"Boys are messy, but girls don't like it till they get married."--Joey
"I'm so soaked, I'm rusting!"--Joey
(after cleaning the front yard) "Daddy, the yard is so clean, it looks....angel clean! It looks like angels cleaned it! Why are you laughing?"--Justin
RANDOM QUOTES (collected from everywhere, but all origanal!)
"Why, why, why in the world are there Christmas dishes in the same place as the regular dishes? Who's running this place? That's disgusting!"--an uncle who shall remain unamed until I get his permission to say he said what he said...(wow that's a tongue twister)
"MORE Christmas dishes? I'm going to have Santa and Rudolph nightmares for weeks!"---same uncle, while helping clean up the kitchen.
"Hey look, if I throw this cookie at the sink, it doesn't break? See? We could patent this and sell them at sports stores and on ebay as a new economical frisbee! The environmentalists will love me!"--same uncle
"A stick just flew past the window. That's never a good sign."--same uncle
"Hey, whose at the door? What's this knocking? Uh oh. Catastrophe. The wives are back, and we've blown up the kitchen."--same uncle
"This is not exactly the ideal environment to discuss staff training. Let's discuss the subject at hand, like why are there Valentines Day napkins mixed in the stack with the normal ones?"--same uncle
"Facebook is a myth. You kids just got together to make it up so you could confuse me. Is that why you never do your homework?"--my chorus teacher
"Ohhhh, you. You're a Nieman, aren't you? Don't you guys have, like, fifty kids or something?"--a random person at church
"I would wonder what this was if I didn't know what it is."--Katherine
"How many kids d'ya'll got? Dear Lord, they jest keep comin'...ok, I'm done countin'. How many are there, really?"--a random passerby.
And a little scene to make you smile.....
We were planning to grill some hamburgers in the nice warm weather a few weeks ago, so my dad went out to the freezer in the garage to retrieve the hamburgers. I was cutting melon in the kitchen and was horrified to see him return with a plastic wrapped stack of....
Eggo Cinnamin Crunch waffles.
Which are clearly NOT hamburgers, though he was entirely convinced that the food item he was holding and planned to grill was hamburger patties.
You know your parents are tired when.....
:)
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It's interesting, how our soceity grieves.
We take off our hats, bow our heads, shut up for a moment or two....
And dedicate a facebook group to the lost loved ones.
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| Quote of the day: "When the world is watching, dance for them. Sing. Act. Perform. Tis your cue. Only when they have turned their backs may you return to your corner and hide."--Sir Calvin Juniper, "Castle Legend."
Sorry it's been so long. I've been busy. Where to start?
I joined the Academic Decathalon at school. I know, "what on earth is the Academic Dewhatathon?" Think High School Musical's Scholastic Decathalon, minus the lab coats and chemistry. It's a competition of ten subjects ("deca" means ten) all based around a theme. This year's was China and it's histoy. We had to study social studies, economics, art, music, and literature, as well as read "The Good Earth" (ghastly book, terribly sad and disgusting at places) write a speech (on whatever we wanted) and do an impromptu speech and interview. Oh yeah, and there was a math section, which was completly unrelated to China, but I guess they couldn't disapoint the math geeks. We had a team of nine people, but we had a really hard time recruuiting people, so we got our last person 3 days before the competition. On Friday, Feb. 23 (I think) we went to a school in Raleigh and did our speeches, interviews, and impromptu's. That was fun, because we got to get out of school early.
Then, after we'd crammed all this info into our heads, we went to a school early one Saturday morning (early as in 6:00) and took tests. Literally. They sat us down in rows, and we all sat in the room and took tests. Ten, half hour long tests. I was seeing bubbles and No. 2 pencils by around the sixth or seventh test. Between tests, we got few minute long breaks, during which we would all run down two flights of stairs to check our scores from teh last few tests that had been posted on the master chart thingy. There were only three schools competiting, and there has been only three schools competiting since Academic Decathalon started, but whoever wins for the state of NC gets to go to Nationals, which are held in Hawaii this year. Year after year it always goes in the same order, Enloe, first place, Greenhope, second place, Apex, third place. We knew it was probaly going to be the same way this year, but we were trying anway! By the looks of the master chart thingy, we were losing by a couple hundred points to Greenhope, putting up in third place.
After the ten tests, we had a superquiz (social studies trivia) competition, where we divided into groups of three and competed against the other team's groups of three in answering questions. Think quiz show, minus the buzzers. We actually came in second in that competition. After that we had the awards ceromony, and I medaled twice (2nd in state for literature in my category and 3rd in state for art in my category) As expected, we came in third, but one of our members got the second highest overall score of all the competitors.
You're probaly wondering why on earth I joined the team. Well, it was fun, except the whole sitting there and taking test after test until your mind is the consistancy of oatmeal thing. Some people join the track team, where they run in useless circles, I join the Academic Team, where we run our minds in useless circles and still have fun. I think WTMC should have a team. They'd kick academic butt. (FYI I did not coin that phrase!)
Sorry if I just completly bored you, or if your mind is hurting at the thought of that much studying. But that's honestly one of the reasons I haven't written in so long, everytime I'd have a spare moment I'd either work on the novel or go study China. I've also had some chorus competions, (we placed superior at Meredith and are competiting in Williamsburg next week) I've also been working on my novel, and finally got to chapter eight a few days ago. (coming by request to a inbox near you)
And some exciiting news for you all, my lovely Michigan peoples: we're coming back to Michigan to visit sometime this summer on the way to or from CSU, so yayyy look for us at Trinity! Love and hugs to all!
More tales soon.
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Just wanted to let you people know that I am indeed alive! I've been really busy with chorus competions, Academic Decathalon, and writing (all stories for later). Spring break is soon, so stay tuned for more of my entertaining prose! Love you all! | | |
| Quote of the (snow) day:"This bears a striking resemblence to the Snow Day of 2005...I'm sure we all remember the chaos of trying to pick up the kids already at school...drive carefully, and stay home if possible so emergency vehicles can make it to all the wrecks..."--the radio announcer, earlier this morning.
What planet am I living on?
Thus I thought as I sat in the car in the school's parking lot, gaping at the principal through the open window.
"We have a what?"
"A snow day. School's cancelled. Drive safe."
The principal (nice man, comes to our chorus concerts) turned and headed towards another car filled with confused people. School buses pulled up, drivers yelled, and turned around. Kids were frantically calling parents on cell phones, and tons of teachers stood shivering as they tried to relay the message to the cars and buses.
"But it's like...an inch!"
Literally.
Last night a cold front came through and dumped about an inch of snow on us, and it shut the whole city down. Of course my school doesn't announce that it is closed until 7:00, when every high school kid in the city is already up and either at school or halfway there. Now the radio is talking about how this is "so strikingly similiar to the Snow Day of 2005" and the news is showing video clips of overhead views of the places (gasp, look, it's about 1.25 inches over here in this drift!)
There are two kids in a backyard over there dressed in strange assortments of sweatshirts and baseball hats tossing snowballs at each other. No, not really snowballs, more like lumps of snow they've managed to scrape together. And they can't aim that well either. Splat.
It's a curse. Thus sayeth the gods of Bojangles:" ha ha, try and dig yourself out of that one, Apex."
Actually, it's more like slush.
I wanted to take nasty exams and get them over with.
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