Mario Nails

And now, my final nails until I can empty my camera (unless I start showing you my toes).

There are several things here.  My pinkie, middle, and pointer finger all are a simple freehand-drawn, red, french manicure type thing.  After drawing the simple red line on my nails, Muppet drew a thin white line underneath using her thin polish brush.

My thumb is a coat of red nail polish with a circle of white and the M drawn in the middle of the circle with the thin nail brush.  The mushroom was a little more difficult than the other nails.  It was also painted red (like my thumb) but then was layered on top with a white circle (drawn freehand).  Then, of course, we added spots.  This was accomplished using a bobby pin.  Its eyes were done with a thin nail brush.

STORY TIME!

Can you see how long my nails are in this picture?  This is completely normal for me to have long nails and I'm used to having them even longer than this.  But unfortunately my thumb nail snapped when I accidentally banged it against our dining room table.  This would explain the long absence of nail pictures (along with all my acting and vacation).  But, as with most injuries, it healed up and is now ready and waiting for Muppet to paint it again.

If you haven't heard, I painted my own nails!  I don't do that often, but with Muppet being gone in CA, all the nail blogs I've been reading, and the excessive amount of free time I have to spend (funny how I'm busier in the summer than during the school year), I had to do it.  My nails were feeling very naked without a coat of polish covering them.  Now they're happy again!  Except I think that's a lie because it literally looks like their crying lol.

Now My Students, What's 6 Plus 1?

IT'S 7!!!!!!! Seven followers!!  Thank goodness for followers!  AHHHHHH!!!! I should throw a party.  Okay, now I'm turning my music's volume up.  There.  Now that's a party!

Darn, the party is ruined.  Laundry just had to be done now!  Oh well.  It's a good thing that I have to do laundry because that means I have clothes to wear.  I want to draw.  On Paint.

My sister got a blog to help her with her cooking this summer.  She's going to start blogging the recipes she makes and that sort of thing.  I love food.  She loves cooking.  I eat the food she cooks.  It works out.  Yeah so I'm not really doing much right now.  I got this picture from Muppet:

Okay so long story:

Once I started singing, "I'm Sunny the Monkey and I'm gonna win this race! da da da da da da" while I was playing Mario Kart with Muppet.  We have these pet names for everyone.  The names started when my brother was in a goofy mood and started calling us all Sunny.  So my brother is Sunny the Gerbil and I'm Sunny the Monkey (because 1 I am, 2 I always play Diddy Kong on Mario Kart Wii), and Muppet is Sunny the Hamster.  So Muppet started singing that she was Sunny the Hamster and she's gonna lose this race.  Which she usually does lose and I win except when my brother plays then usually he wins and they figure out ways to make me lose.  I think my brother's cheering for me to fall in lava doesn't help me win.

Long story short:

Muppet + my brother + Cosmo the Pluffkin = Uh-oh

If you can't do the math, do the aftermath.

So... Ice cream calls me!!!! My love! My creamy ice!  XOXOXOXO Ice cream.

TOAD!!!

Hi.  What?  Were you expecting more?  I could blog more if I wanted to.  But I don't feel like it.  But now that I've said that I don't feel like it, now I do feel like it.  But now that I've said that I do feel like it, the feeling's left.  Oh heck, I should just get a move on and post something.

Go insane
Go insane
throw some glitter make it rain--Kesha

The end. period.  .<--see!  It's a period!

I'm listening to Taylor Swift.  Not that any of you care.  If you wanted me to, I could start rhyming again.

But I don't feel like it.  So you're out of luck.  live with it.

Go here to join in the laughs:

http://mopheadedmuppet.blogspot.com/2011/04/challenge-thingy-j-is-for-jesus.html#comment-form

It takes you to a page on Muppet's blog that has these funny Jesus voice over things.  You wouldn't understand until you watch them.  I'm hungry so I'm going to go get dinner.  Too-da-loo caribou!

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

Hi.  I'm back.  Sorry, I haven't been blogging lately.  There are five reasons for that, I assure you!

1. I was cleaning the house.
2. doing school
3. looking up awesome old video games for the NES (Nintendo Entertainment System) and all video games featuring Mario (which it included a golf game in which the golfer looked like Mario)
4. brainstorming ideas for my book and for what I will do when Muppet comes to visit
5. going on Facebook normally for the first time in what feels months

Okay so maybe I've mostly been procrastinating.  But it's not procrastinating.  I was simply waiting for a good subject to blog about.

I have the hiccups.  Now there's a good subject (rolls eyes).  It's hard to type or eat or read or anything with the hiccups.  It's worse when you're coughing, sneezing and hiccuping at the same exact time.

So I was looking up old video games as I said above.  I don't see why school can't give you fun subjects to write reports and things on.  Like the history of video games.  Or the science behind making the perfect pasta.  I don't know, it just sounds funner than writing about the French Revolution or Carbon Dioxide.  Not that I've ever written a paper on Carbon Dioxide.  But it was just an example of something boring.

Oh!  Like I was saying...Um, what was I saying?  Oh, yes *ahem* video games...

UGH! My music!  I love this song!  But it's distracting me.  The Last Night of the World from Miss Saigon.  Not that I've actually have seen that musical.  I just like the song because it's on some CD my family got from Sam's.  Mozilla Fire Fox is weird.  It doesn't think Sam's is a word.  But when I typed Sunny's, it thought it was a word.

Ugh.  My mind.  Ah!  My brother has a Sonic Screwdriver for his birthday!  The Fourth Doctor, that is.  As in Tom Baker as in the best Doctor in the history of Doctor Who.  Oh, I'm sorry.  I don't know if you know who Doctor Who is.  He's a guy in a cool TV Show that's on Netflix.  So if you're on Netflix, try him out.  Just once.  For me.  Tom Baker is cool.  Trust me.  Even if the show is from the 60's.  Trust me.

VIDEO GAMES!!!! I CAN'T KEEP TO THE SUBJECT AT HAND!

So I learned a lot from this article about Donkey Kong the arcade game.  I learned that Mario was formerly known as Jumpman and Princess Peach was called Lady.  Then Jumpman became Mario.  And Princess Peach.  But Princess Peach took a long time to evolve into Princess Peach.  First she was Lady, then later changed to Pauline, then was just Princess, then Princess Toadstool, then Princess Peach.  And Mario has always been Mario ever since and Yoshi was Yoshi and Luigi was Luigi and Wario was Wario and so on and so fourth.

Then I looked up a whole bunch of Video Games that I realized that I've played before but didn't realize what they were.  So apparently I really do know video games from the 80's.  I realized I've also seen the original Donkey Kong video game before.  Granted, it didn't actually do much else besides eat tokens and frustrate me, but that's besides the point!  Wait.  What is the point?  Is it a pencil tip?  Isn't that the point?  Don't you know it's not polite to point?  Look ! <-- an exclamation point!  That's the point.

Anyways.  I'm reading this awesome amazing book called The Hiding Place.  It's really cool.  It's a true story about this person living in a watchmaker's shop during World War 2.  And she tries to hide innocent Jews in her home so that the Nazi's won't come and take them to those awful camps.  You learn a lot from reading.  I highly suggest that you read a good book.  Like The Hiding Place.

So this is a long post so I should stop here.

That's right!  Don't Panic!!! I'll be back tomorrow with more random happiness! :D

Trying New Things

Like posting videos!!!!!  Check it out!

See!?  I can post videos normally now!  All thanks to Muppet. 

That's enough for one day!

Five Second Video's and More Mario

So, one of my friends was showing me all of these cool five second videos on YouTube.  Basically, they are five second renditions of movies.

The best ones are the Titanic, the Lion King, Shrek, and Up.  They are hilarious!  Just look for _____ In Five Seconds on YouTube and you'll enjoy five whole seconds of laughs.

Besides that, I decided I would show you some pictures that I altered on Paint.  I think they are pretty funny and they make great desktops for your computer.  You will always laugh when you look at them.

It's best if you click on them and view them on a larger scale.  And look really closely for more laughs.

I was wondering if people would care if I posted the first chapter of the three stories I've been writing.  I've given up on writing them but they have some really good ideas in them.  I just keep writing the same sort of characters over and over and over again, it feels like, to try and get the perfect story.  I keep getting something like thirty pages of each one but I'm not able to write more.  If I post them, maybe I'll read them some myself and maybe I'll get more interested in writing again.  I haven't written anything 'fun' since last year.  Now all of the writing I do, I'm no longer enjoying as much because it's all for my history.

So, I have cocoa to drink since it's so cold today.  I'm going to post the first chapter of my first story to read and you can even let me know how much you like it.

Alone

“I hate both of you!” Amy screamed violently at her mom.  Her mom stopped arguing with Amy’s dad on the phone to listen.  I swear! All they do anymore is argue with each other! Amy’s thoughts screamed at her like a bunch of evil demons.

Amy was an only fifteen year old and now her parents were getting a divorce.  She had beautiful, sleek, molasses-brown hair and eyes the color of the Pacific Ocean.  She was very intelligent, but she never got the eight hours of sleep she needed because she often stayed up and read the books on her book shelf while her parents quarreled.

At school people made fun of her parents and her last name, Castorini, by calling her Out-Castorini.  The cooler kids at school would pull all sorts of jokes and pranks on her.  Once they put an ice cream sandwich down her shirt.  Another time they dropped a frog in Amy’s water.  What made it worse was that everyone at Amy’s school had a boyfriend and wore the ultimate trendiest apparel to school.  That’s what Amy didn’t have. Amy often called the school to tell them she was sick, even though she wasn’t, just to stay away from the catastrophes that happened to her there.  Her parents cared more about their own issues than her problems.

Amy ran to her room and slammed her door as hard as she could, tears of hatred and sorrows streamed down her face like fresh fallen rain down a mountain’s slope.  Amy swept her wavy deep brown hair back into a ponytail.  She picked up her red leather suitcase and opened it with one swift movement.  Inside of the suitcase were a box of crackers, a jar of pickles, a jar of peanut butter, five clean outfits, and a photo of her grandma.  Hurriedly, she shoved a chocolate bar, her favorite red sweater, a flashlight, and a package of batteries into her suitcase.  She stuffed her black leather wallet, her phone, and a pocket knife into her pockets. Amy put on a pair of white and gray socks and stuffed each foot into her worn down, white and blue sneakers. “Now I’m ready.” Amy thought aloud.  Or was she?

            Jack, the house cat was sleeping soundly on the purple corduroy couch, when he overheard the loud conversation Amy and Amy’s parents had had.  Jack stretched from head to toe, cleaned his face, jumped off the couch, and bounded off to Amy’s room.  He scratched at the door until Amy opened it for him.  “What on earth are you doing, Amy?” his face seemed to say. “You know, you can’t go away with me, Jack.” Amy said thoughtfully, as she stroked his thick, warm, black fur gently.  Jack looked at Amy with puzzled, shining eyes.  “I’m sorry Jack, but I have to leave you.  I’m running away.” Jack flopped on the bed and rolled over showing his white, fluffy tummy.  Amy rubbed his silky stomach.  Tears fell silently from Amy’s shimmering blue-gray eyes to the soft cat below her.

            Amy slowly snapped the suitcase shut and shuffled over to her bedroom window.  She looked around her room again to be sure she had everything.  Quietly, Amy opened the window, looked around outside and leapt from the sill to the carpet of grass below.  Amy tried to close the window from the outside, but it wouldn’t budge.  Cursing, Amy crept to the front of the house, unlatched the picket fence and left.  There was no turning back now.

            Amy’s cell phone vibrated in her pocket, making her jump in surprise.  Taking her Blackberry out of her jean’s pocket was easy.  Looking at the caller ID was not.  Amy blinked her eyes rapidly to keep her tears back.  She shoved it back in her pocket.  “Of course, my mother of all people calls me at this time.” She mumbled mindlessly, “I’m not answering it.”

suddenly I'm realizing how old this story is.  I guess it's pretty good considering I was probably twelve or thirteen when I first started writing it.  I remember that I thought that I made the characters really old because they were two or three years older than me.

I hope you enjoyed it.  I'll post the first chapter of another story tomorrow... or maybe Tuesday.  Something.