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 Latest.. Evil Scheme...

It was a beautiful day in sunny McMinville. I had two lovely friends over, Danii and Zach. We were desperatly wanting to pull a prank. We racked our brains for every possible idea. Eventually, we formulated a plan... with the help of my mom... Remember that story of all the E's we took? Well, we saved all of them. And that was a lot. A few weeks ago, I stumbled across a teachers house. Well, what do you do with that. You can't just let it be! You have to do something about it. Prank 'em. You have to prank 'em. So when you realize that their mailbox is just sitting there, and you know THEY know about you "E" stealing, then you've got something there. We got all our E's, and some masking tape, and you get them, and get them good. The three of us left on a late Monday afternoon, with our "E's", our tape, and our devilish minds.

When we got there, we sat across the street and rolled tape, and stuck it to the back of those E's. Then we stealthily and inconspicuously crossed the street. And stuck them ALL over the mailbox. Unnoticed. No attention was called to us, and we left without being seen. I knew those E's would come in handy sooner or later...

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!

Sabotage!

In short words (so that we can get on with the story), we are selling our house and I really don't want to go, so I planned a sabotage! It involved only a few items. A potato gun, a wind-up rat, a whoopie cushion, a beware not, ropes, and some of those attachment thingys. It started out with me and Zach in the front yard. I was shooting my potato gun at him. I wanted to make the people think that I was a evil, devious child that they would not want to be around for very long. So, with them not wanting to be around me for long, they were not able to see the house for very long. Mwa ha ha ha ha! Anyways, I own a typewriter, so, with the help of some old looking paper, I was able to type up a "beware" note. You know, "GET OUT NOW" "BEWARE" "YOU ARE DOOMED!" The whole shabang. Once they got upstairs, we set the note on the bed and let them descover it. Then, the wind up rat had its cause. Squirming around and being gross. It didn't really do much but I think it gave the lady a little spook...

A Year In Review.

Today was the last day of school. I don't know why it is over. But it is. What a great year. There is no good reason for it to be over. I want to cry, but I can't. So much fun. Here is the year in one full sentance. Enjoy.

Creation of the Odd Squad, "BOH!" signal recognized by people, 61 "E's" stolen, one teachers ceiling forked, same teachers desk paperized (go Miss Gradek!!), faked British accents for subsm controled classroom TV's with a tiny universal remote, got sent to the BLACK CHAIRS three time, detention twice, ate a lot of wierd food for cookies and snack mixes, chose a favorite teacher, got inspired to do tennis, got inspired altogether, successfully wrote 8 page long letters in handwriting as big as this font, sprained my ankle, maybe fractured on the last day of school, sat out during the Fling kind of, soaked Miss Gradek, went to oaks park, didn't throw up, barely matured, shrinked my handwriting, got better at art, avoided Mrs. Boggs but wrote her a nice letter in the end, got disqualified from the peace poster contest for being to old, got peace poster grand reviews by the best artist ever, got it framed, got glasses, got a boyfriend, circle of friends doubled in size, didn't move to Bend, graduated 8th Grade, got straight A's for the first time ever, watched Napoleon Dynamite, dressed like Deb for school, spilled chocolate milk all over my Deb costume and had to wear a friends way to big clothes for the day, got five bingos, got sour stuff in my eyes, got perfume on Zach, got yelled at, got scolded, made friends with Miss DeTurk, became an official Odd Squad Prezident, shaped up my behaivior in P.E. wrote this long, long sentence, got a myspace, got a facebook, facebook turned out much better, went on a first date, fell in love with the Original Star Trek series, and became a freshman.

I would call that an accomplishment.