The Life of Kate Kennedy. A soon-to-be rockstar. "I fancy the hip, rock and roll scenester..."
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
FINALLY! A PRANK!!
Oh yes, I have really done it this time. Yesterday, my friend Annie and I were at Old Navy, and I was in a very good mood. My mum and brother were there too, and they are a bit pranksterish too, but mainly just either support, or try not to support but still do support me (MOM!) You know those creepy commercials for Old Navy that have those weird talking maniquins? Well, there was a whole slew of them there in the front of the store. At first, I was just posing with the teenage guy ones as if I had a boyfriend, but then, I found out that their heads could come off quite easily, and soundlessly. And you know, I couldn't just LEAVE knowing that those heads could come off SO EASILY. So, naturally, I had to you know, rearange the heads of that big group of people. The two guys that I pretended were my boyfriends, well, one of their heads went on a little girls body, while that little girls head went on the boyfriends body, and the other guys head, uhh, I actually forgot.. I think it went on another little girls head.. or wait! It was an African American guys head, and it went on a white guys body. I had a BIG ol' head sitting on a little girls body too, and oh my goodness it looked SO funny after the deed had been done! I will probably post pictures soon, but I have to get them off my mum's computer, which right now is shut down! In the morning! I don't think I will be going to school, because I am down with a nasty cold. In fact, I ought to be asleep right now, seeing that it is 12:07 AM, but I woke up and couldn't breathe through my nose, so that obviously isn't going to happen! Sleeping I guess just isn't my thing right now. So I guess blogging will be!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Word of the Day!
Well here you go! Your word of the day!
Anadromous: This means, "of fish, migrating up rivers from the sea to spawn in fresh water." Now your DARE OF THE DAY:
D.O.T.D: Use this word in your next essay for school. I don't care how, just USE it!
Anyways, I decided, that I honestly haven't done any pranks lately, and I might need to do that. My brain is slowly withering up because of the lack of pranks. If you could just notify me via comment, or email, then please do so, well, that is, if you have a good prank to share. As of now, I am reading the book, The Pocket Guide For Mischeif By Bart King I believe! It has a lovely history of pranks, with some side notes and information on the sides. Quite interesting. But as I was saying, maybe I will not always post my pranks, but just list off what's on my mind, what is bothering me, things the world should take place in. Actually, that sounds a bit too smart for my taste. Maybe just funny school stories and "stuff" like that!
Peace,
~Kate
Anadromous: This means, "of fish, migrating up rivers from the sea to spawn in fresh water." Now your DARE OF THE DAY:
D.O.T.D: Use this word in your next essay for school. I don't care how, just USE it!
Anyways, I decided, that I honestly haven't done any pranks lately, and I might need to do that. My brain is slowly withering up because of the lack of pranks. If you could just notify me via comment, or email, then please do so, well, that is, if you have a good prank to share. As of now, I am reading the book, The Pocket Guide For Mischeif By Bart King I believe! It has a lovely history of pranks, with some side notes and information on the sides. Quite interesting. But as I was saying, maybe I will not always post my pranks, but just list off what's on my mind, what is bothering me, things the world should take place in. Actually, that sounds a bit too smart for my taste. Maybe just funny school stories and "stuff" like that!
Peace,
~Kate
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Fiduciary.
I decided that I would post a word of the day. Todays word is "Fiduciary." Here is the prounounciation, (fi·du·ci·ar·y). Well that is how dictionary dot com say's it. I would say you could pronounce it like, (fah-doosh-ee-airy). See, that was easier. I heard this word today and thought I ought to post it for the world to discover.
Fiduciary (noun), 1.) Law. A person to whom property or power is entrusted for the benefit of another.
DARE OF THE DAY: I, Kate Kennedy, dare you, ________________, to use the word "Fiduciary" in your average talk today. TODAY. If you do not fulfill this task, then I will have to shun you for the rest of your life, but I probably won't because I won't know if you did or didn't use it. Please comment if you did, telling me what senctence you used it in. That would be cool! Well good luck.
P.S. Are YOU a FIDUCIARY person?
Fiduciary (noun), 1.) Law. A person to whom property or power is entrusted for the benefit of another.
DARE OF THE DAY: I, Kate Kennedy, dare you, ________________, to use the word "Fiduciary" in your average talk today. TODAY. If you do not fulfill this task, then I will have to shun you for the rest of your life, but I probably won't because I won't know if you did or didn't use it. Please comment if you did, telling me what senctence you used it in. That would be cool! Well good luck.
P.S. Are YOU a FIDUCIARY person?
Friday, February 5, 2010
Once upon a day, there was a ... / Write for Ten
Recently, I have found a deep love for writing, and have found a few sites that have helped me and timed me to get a story written down and done. The one shown below was written in ten minutes. I was immediately stopped after that ten minutes. You can go to, http://writeforten.com/ to write your own ten minute long story, or go to http://writeforten.com/posts/282 to read this story and post a comment! Enjoy
Once upon a day, there was a light wind rustling the trees. It was a cool summer evening, and Micaela and Johnny were outside playing. It had been raining for weeks and weeks, and it had finally stopped. There was a lot of mud and new treasures buried in the mud to be discovered. Micaela ran over to the tall oak tree that had a dirty old tire swing hanging from one of its sturdiest branches. The rope was caked with dirt from many grubby hands grabbing it over the years. Johnny, who was Micaela’s younger brother, was squatting over in the mud, humming to himself as he picked up some worms, and put them in a jar to keep as pets. Micaela didn’t object to this, she remembered the good old days when she found that big snail and did the same thing.
She knew that Johnny’s worms would probably die, but usually, Johnny kept good care of his pets. He put loads of dirt into his little glass jar, then plopped the worms in there, and dumped a few more plastic shovelfuls in there on top of them. Then he screwed a lid on that had little holes delicately punched into the top.
Micaela and Johnny were siblings, but they were the best of friends. Johnny was in 2nd grade, and Micaela was in 6th. Although there was a gigantic age difference between the two, there was just something about them that repelled quarreling.
Micaela didn’t have many friends at school. In fact, she had none. She was a bit of a wall flower at school, who filled up the margins of her notebooks with fantastic drawings of other worlds and other creatures. But no one ever saw these drawings except for Johnny, because no one really took the time to come near her. Johnny though, appreciated these drawings more than anyone else. He would imagine that they were real, and that if they went outside into the mud caked lawn, and out to the big oak tree with the tire swing, then they could climb up the wooden ladder up to their tall club house high up in the trees, and see these brilliant worlds for themselves.
Once upon a day, there was a light wind rustling the trees. It was a cool summer evening, and Micaela and Johnny were outside playing. It had been raining for weeks and weeks, and it had finally stopped. There was a lot of mud and new treasures buried in the mud to be discovered. Micaela ran over to the tall oak tree that had a dirty old tire swing hanging from one of its sturdiest branches. The rope was caked with dirt from many grubby hands grabbing it over the years. Johnny, who was Micaela’s younger brother, was squatting over in the mud, humming to himself as he picked up some worms, and put them in a jar to keep as pets. Micaela didn’t object to this, she remembered the good old days when she found that big snail and did the same thing.
She knew that Johnny’s worms would probably die, but usually, Johnny kept good care of his pets. He put loads of dirt into his little glass jar, then plopped the worms in there, and dumped a few more plastic shovelfuls in there on top of them. Then he screwed a lid on that had little holes delicately punched into the top.
Micaela and Johnny were siblings, but they were the best of friends. Johnny was in 2nd grade, and Micaela was in 6th. Although there was a gigantic age difference between the two, there was just something about them that repelled quarreling.
Micaela didn’t have many friends at school. In fact, she had none. She was a bit of a wall flower at school, who filled up the margins of her notebooks with fantastic drawings of other worlds and other creatures. But no one ever saw these drawings except for Johnny, because no one really took the time to come near her. Johnny though, appreciated these drawings more than anyone else. He would imagine that they were real, and that if they went outside into the mud caked lawn, and out to the big oak tree with the tire swing, then they could climb up the wooden ladder up to their tall club house high up in the trees, and see these brilliant worlds for themselves.
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