Weirdness!

Okay, so for two and a half years now, my family has been looking to buy a house. We've probably looked at half the houses in this city, which is a lot, made offers on multiple houses, and been generally sick of house hunting, and finally, finally, we got a house. Its a cute little red house, and its close to one of my close friends Maya, and almost across the street from my school. It has a big, fenced back yard which means we'll probably get a little Labradoodle puppy, and I've wanted a dog for a whole 16 years of my life -- which really is all my life. I am so excited. I plan on painting my room white, and having all my furniture be black, white and red. I will have a bulletin board wall, because if you could see the walls of the house we are in now, you would know why. They are covered in photos, drawing, posters, paintings, collages, letters, cool wrappers, and a cheetah snuggie is acting as my curtain for the time being, but I rather like it. I plan on putting up some shelves, that are nailed to the wall. That way I can keep my room cleaner. I can't wait to move. Its a foreclosure, so we'll be moving into it in about a month's time. So soon! This next month will be Hell Month. Packing, having the house inspected, painting rooms and furniture, getting rid of stuff, going to IKEA (again), and in all this time my mom and I have tickets to go to Disneyland in less than a month, and for the whole month of April we are getting another French exchange student named Marine Prallet! I am so excited to meet her, but the poor girl will be smack in the middle of us moving! It will be crazy times. Plus we have loads of puppy research to do. I'll post pictures once I get some! I am so excited! Two and a half years later - The Kennedy's have officially moved to Bend! Hooray!

Hey! We Moved!!!

Hey Everyone!
One of my earlier posts is about the POSSIBILITY of my family and I moving to Bend, OR. For a long amount of time we just went on with our lives and no one made any offers or paid any notice to our house. Then, out of the blue, a nice young couple decided to check out our house. And. Then. They. Made a full priced offer on our house an hour before we were going to take the sign out of the yard! WOW! So guess what! WE MOVED TO BEND! Hey, I know this has absolutly NOTHING to do with pranks and stuff like that, but even though I know only about 3 people read my blog, and all three of them already know this, I'm just telling you again. Hey-oh! So we have lived in Bend, SUCCESSFULLY, for nearly three weeks! Everything is going great, I got my DRIVING PERMIT (more about that later), started high school, got the house unpacked, made three friends (HOORAY!) and finally had a good homemade meal. So, yes, if you are one of the three or four people who look at this blog, then you should know that we are doing great, and I miss all of you! If I don't know you, then thanks for reading. Keep it up. Anyways, have a great day. Heh heh..

The Move to Bend = Possibility.

So, my family and I are all going to move to Bend, Oregon. This is a good thing and a bad thing. Moving means leaving all my fun, ambitious, and slightly mental friends here, to go to a place where I know NO ONE. Tough. But in a way, this brings great news. NO ONE knows who I am, and what I am like, and what I am known for, and what pranks I have played. NO ONE knows ME. That means, that I can go around my new school, and pretend to be a pretty little school girl with all A's, and while NO ONE is looking, I will STRIKE. Striking in the real world means:

Strike: [strahyk] verb; 1. to deal a blow or stroke to (a person or thing), as with the fist, a weapon, or a hammer; hit.

"a HAMMER???" Hmm, I think I am gonna go hit some on the head with a hammer today. Wouldn't a hammer be counted as a weapon? Good golly gosh! Here is my version of striking:

Strike: [Str-ike] verb; 1 (and only). To pull a prank on unsuspecting, innocent people. Mwa ha ha ha ha!

And there you go. Going to a new school opens up all sorts of possibilities. Including being lazy and using the exact same pranks that I used at my old middle school. Although, now that I will be going into High School, I will need to really read the guide book carefully, and find ways to (harmlessly) "bend the rules..."

And be, inconspicuous, and NO ONE will ever suspect me... because I will be working my butt off to pull off a "little miss goody two shoes" act. He he... Watch out Bend, Here I COME!