Something, Something, In The Month Of September

It’s late, and so typical, but happy belated birthday, Sara! I know, I know, it was over a week ago, but I love you, you’re one awesome sister (favorite sister), and I just have to show you off. I really miss you, and can’t wait to see your beautiful smile, shortness, and blondness once again (“What’s served with the spaghetti and meatball plate?”).

Everyone, look at her nice teeth

Haha, remember that night? The wind was blowing our hair in our mouths

You sneezed right when this photo was taken XP

Kauute

You made such a good “Baby”

-B

Greetings

It is 11:54 p.m. on a Sunday night (Sunday, SUNDAY!) and I’m filled with a variety of edible things. But that’s not what I’m here to talk about. I’m here to talk about the long-term dangers of pornography. Actually, I’m not. We’re going to talk about the weather, believe it or not (at least for a bit). It’s cloudy, windy, and rainy – my favorite type of weather. It makes me just want to wrap up in Eman’s blanket (which turned out not to be his blanket, after all, but that’s another story) and read a good novel. But since I DON’T have a good novel, I’m going to write to my dear friends – you! But I really don’t know what to say. I haven’t blogged since July something, and I hear nothing coming to mind…except for…wait, that’s the Mexican radio. Why is that even on? Don’t ask me. Don’t ask anyone for that matter. I’m going to talk about a couple certain issues.

Issues:

Anki not calling me; blaming my ignorance (now, really).
GED office being completely unorganized, #1 being: …I’m not about to start on the details, actually.

Now that I’ve wrote the issues down, it’s much easier to find the solutions.

Solutions:

Blame Anki. Tell her she’s an idiot for not calling me earlier.
Blame the GED office for not being organized. Demand them to let me test, free of charge.

It’s amazing how writing things down can help you see things clearer.

I was thinking earlier today of an excuse why I haven’t been posting as much as I should. I came up with a few good ones: I shouldn’t need to write down what my days consist of, and definitely not what I’m thinking, in public. If you want to know, ask me personally. If I don’t want to answer you…well, we’ll think of a solution to that later. See, it all works out beautifully, I mean, these 62 posts are all GP! And you wouldn’t think Trina and I were able to do that, would you? That’s why I always say “you learn something new every day!”

Something to lighten the mood:
-Heidi

Birthday Surprise: 17 Is Sweeter Than 16

Today’s the last hour of my beloved 17th birthday – just in case you didn’t know. Last night at 12:00, I went to bed with the confidence that I was indeed 17. Nothing could harm me now. I was proved wrong, as 2 hours later, I awoke (for reasons of hunger), and was greeted by 2 beady cockroach eyes. Freaked the nightlights out of me, and naturally I didn’t want to go back to sleep, which gave me time to think (after I got a bowl of rocky-road ice-cream) about this special day. Most of the thoughts being centered around the cockroach, and what God was trying to tell me through it…by the end of my pondering, I didn’t know anymore than I did before it showed up. What a night. Finally, my fear of that creep resided as I felt sleep envelop my senses. Zzzzzz….

8 hours later: I woke to mother walking in my room with birthday presents (which I knew included chocolate, as I checked the night before :D), so naturally I couldn’t just go back to sleep. No way. I opened the bag, and therein was an awesome purse that was black with silver handles, dark chocolate chip cookies, lindt dark chocolate truffles, and a pink, flower-shaped candle. I became so engrossed in the chocolates (story of my life) I forgot to drink my customary pint of water prior to breakfast! Finally, I tumbled out of bed and made myself coffee…and ate more cookies. Hunger satisfied, we drove to the library to pick out a movie. I couldn’t decide whether Grease or Devil Wears Prada sounded better. I still don’t, but I picked Devil Wears Prada because I’ve never seen it before. And I still don’t know if it’s good or not, because Josh took me to the theatres :D. Oh, and before I forget: Trina, I will not forget you didn’t remember by birthday, after knowing each other half our lives. “Well, you didn’t tell me…” LOL I didn’t think I’d have to, dear. Well, I was wrong. But I guess I deserved it, as I forgot your birthday…and under the circumstances it was, I think I’m the worse friend out of the 2 of us…

December 18:
Phoebe: Time to sing happy birthday…!
Heidi: For WHO?”

Honestly, Trina, I have no idea how I forgot that, because that’s what I went over for! I’m truly sorry, but I will laugh at that for the rest of my life. 2 best friends, forgetting eachother’s birthdays…all I can say is I’m tired. *yawns* g’night.

Oh right, pics. While we waited for the movie to start, we walked around, and I took photos of him in front of some posters.

Josh: I look good. I mean really good... (I'm not trying to make him sound vain, he REALLY said that).

...And I have no idea what this one is, but he said he was supposed to be smothering some woman's face...?

-Heidi

I THINK I WOULD KNOW IF MY BEST FRIEND WAS IN MY HOUSE!

So it's four in the morning and there's loud snoring noises coming form unidentified characters in in this haunted house I'm staying in. Last night I tried to escape...only to find that weights weren't the only thing I couldn't lift...

But before I ask you if your crying yet or on your knees in desperate prayer for me let me take you to the beginning of a young teens present situation.
The other day...while I was just minding my own business...

...I received a letter from my counselor...(like why does everyone think I have problems?)...

Well it didn't say much, just that I am to be on lock down for three weeks, for my own good. To help my soul replenish and my spirit flourish. They even gave this event a name...something something T.P. Like what was I suppose to think, I have plenty of toilet pater, and if its more I need well the house down the road has some...so naturally I went after it...but there was nothing natural about it.

The house swallowed me and now my mental assignments that previously had a deadline will just have to wait.

-Trina

"Stupid Dresses...Stupid Flowers..."

Actually, I really love this dress.

-Heidi

Bake, Baking, Baked

Once upon a time, in a city called Hogwingen, two girls blissfully (much too blissfully)
baked chocolate chip cookies. These girl’s names were Tkrina and HighD...

Tkrina, more than happy to be alive and well:

Who paid for that floor? Not me!

Don't mess with Texans.

HighD, showing off the works of her hands (and looking quite disgusting, if I may say so):

Do you want cookies? Then you should've made some!

Sea horses foreva!

Sweetness

I'm not too into shoes...I usually won't spend over $20...wait, I take that back -- $35's the most I've spent on shoes, and that's pretty good for being a girl, but THESE are just too good to pass up. I wonder if they have them in different colors...hm...


Your friend, in Christ,
HighD

"No Life, Without Wife"

We love this movie...and we love you. We really need to make this blog private.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61lE_8YNnCI

-Heidi and Trina

Happy Valentine's Day

Ugh, so cliché, but what do you expect, "Happy Halloween"? Sorry, only Mindy and I can say that on W. Jefferson St., standing on crates and waving mops about our heads, and throwing rocks at passerby’s, when it was REALLY New Years. That was a really fun time, by the way. Well, I do hope your day was filled with lots of chocolate, roses, and the color red! I know mine wasn't. Actually…everything BUT the red. I almost accidentally picked out a red shirt to wear today, but remembered it was Valentine's Day and it would be terribly gay to wear one just like everyone else. I liked Alisa's idea, of tying a red ribbon on her neck...Heidi: "Umm Alisa? Ware you wearing a red ribbon on your neck?" Alisa: You idiot, the whole week of Valentine's you're supposed to wear red!" Heidi: "Oh...what a stupid idea.” As you can see, I changed my mind. Hash. Uh I meant to say “haha”…Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day.

I love Jasper and Alice, they're such a good-looking couple, but their parts weren't big enough in the movie. I was gonna put up pics of Edward and Bella, but just think about all the other stupid girls who are doing that...

-Heidi

P.S. Rachel, I'm your first persecuter...you know exactly what I'm talking about...haha

Just Like Old Times

Haaaa these are so great...Jules, you were such a mental case, wearing Walter's clothes ("OMG he's so hot! Do you know his brother? Is he hot too?!?" WHO IS SHE? WHAT'S HER NAME? BRAZIL? NEPAL? Haha I'll never forgive you

I take that back -- Love you both! xoxox

-Heidi

A New Post

So for school today I had to write a story about a visit to a diversity, which is an old, old wooden ship used in the Civil War era. Haha oh I wish…actually I don’t…that would he rather hard…harder than this was for me, no matter how badly It’s written. Ok, enough rambling, because my stomach’s rumbling, and I must eat. Oh yes. I had to write about the discovery of some ancient pottery, a homeless child surviving on the streets in a large city, an idea of my own, or a visit to an old, abandoned house. Naturally, I chose the visit to an old, abandoned house. I’ve never visited one myself, so I just made one up. Only read if you have time to kill…which I’m sure you do, or else you wouldn’t be on this blog in the first place! Either that, you are my loyal friend, or think I will be hurt if I think you don’t want to keep up with the random happenings of my life. Did you ever expect me to put a story meant for school on here? I couldn’t say myself, because I’ve never thought of it. Anything is possible. Read on, if you please. PLEASE! – No pressure.

* * *

While walking up the steps at twilight into the daunting building that was once a dwelling place to persons who are dead now, and which is now supposed to be haunted, I rummage through my handbag for a flashlight, to see through the soon-to-be darkness. I’m doing the very thing I’ve told myself and others would be the last thing I do – going into a haunted house. Truest thing I’ve ever said. My friends think it great fun to raid Victorian houses, most of the time because they have valuable objects, just waiting to be found, and other times because they think there’s nothing better to do, which is probably quite accurate in their miserable case. And when I refused, they gave me the “quisling” label, and said in order to stay in the gang, I have to do what they say. Oh, and if I don’t, I become a fugitive. While lost in my pensive state, I don’t realize I have walked through the door already, of which my closest friend holds open for me, with a pathetic look on her face that says “I can’t do anything about it”. “Oh, thanks.” I say sarcastically. Little do I know, this will be the last time I see her. The others look queerly at me, as if half expecting me to run away. Presently, she closes the door, and I am alone. I stand still for a few moments, only breathing, to recollect my thoughts. I am to find an ornate locket of immense value that is rumored to have been hidden here sometime in the 1800’s. This is not to be a baleful event, but one which I receive my well earned respect from my “friends”. In thinking this, I experience an acute pain in the back of my head for a fraction of a second. I remember no more.


-Heidi...of course

Wretched Happenings

Half the day has disappeared, yet it feels like morning. I started this wretched day with a strong cup of Brazilian coffee, (yum) an egg, (ew) and an English muffin (yum). This time of day –besides the time I get online at night – is day you will find me in my most pleasant state. Firstly, because I'm in a fairly good mood after having my coffee (though a few minutes before you may find me in a most horrid mood from being woken up from my sleep), and secondly, I have not yet started my school, so the…pollutants from it have not begun their mischief among my brain cells. This may sound strange to you, but since when was I concerned about what you think? Right. Since the day I realized I was an insecure child with little, or no self-esteem, and generally hate people thinking about me, because I am SELF-CONCIOUS. ("Generally", here, means "usually", which means, "most of the time, but not always".) Thank you for listening. Now on to a lighter subject: Yesterday was a teen activity, which consisted of Trina's mother getting upset with us for a variety of reasons, none of them being, though SHOULD be: Trina and I messing up food during cooking class (nothing new), getting lost, Jacob (a.k.a Jack. I don’t think he deserves the name though) and I eating the whole kitchen, me being traumatized at the thought of having to write a short story, taking refuge (claiming I wrote it, rather) under Jacob's ("The Old Grouch"), and us (by that I mean Trina) coming up with a name for The Smith Cousin, Andrew, which is "alkali". Don’t expect me to call him that, Trina. I think “The Smith Cousin: was just fine! (But for some odd reason Trina thought alkali suited him...maybe cause it was a new word we learned that day) ANYWAY, enough explaining unsystematic* happenings for today…I’ll try and keep you updated on my rousing* and electrifying* vida*!

*unsystematic: CHECK YOUR DICTIONARY!

*rousing: CHECK YOUR ANTONYM BOOK! (yes, I really DO mean antonym book, even though they don’t exist…)

*electrifying: GO STAND BY A TREE IN A STORM AND I’LL SHOW YOU! Haha no, no, I don’t mean that…check your antonym book…they really should make one of those…

*vida: Uhh go rent a Spanish dictionary…cause I don’t even know what that means.

P.S. I thought this was funny:


-Heidi

Frank Iero & Gerard Way...Wannabes

Cheers, friends. I'm on the verge of starvation...not literally, though...thank God.
Anyway, here are some photos of Juliet and I, pretending to be Frank Iero and Gerard Way: (Pitiful, isn't it?)





Just in case you're wondering who Frank and Gerard are, they are members of the royal band, My Chemical Romance...here are some photos of these handsome guys...can't get enough of them...me? Obsessed? Nooo haha...ok here they are:
Frank Iero

Gerard Way


-Heidi

Frankie Iero's Got A Pedophile Beard!!!

...And a black eye, I think.

And let's not forget he also has a 'there's-gotta-be-something-wrong-with-that-guy' hat

...He's really keeping up with the styles of our times!

-Heidi

Happy New Year!

Verano

Hot chicks getting lucky with McDonald:


It was so good seeing you, Summer. I'm gonna miss you...we're probably not gonna see each other for another year or something and I'm trying to think what the conditions will be...perhaps I'll scream your name on the top of my lungs again...this time in a strip club or something of the sort...good place to meet good old friends you know...

*snickers and imagines*

Ahh that's rich.

-Heidi

"What Happened To Your Hand?"

Stupid little girl...haha just kidding...I actually thought it was pretty interesting.

Art by Lars Justinsen

-Heidi

"You Must Die!"

..."I alone am best!"


(I think Trina will be the only one to get this haha too bad...)

-Heidi

Things From The Heart...And Such

I'll let this story speak for itself (Give you all some time for sentimentality)

(Things have changed, however, and it is the cow that now eats to her hearts content)

(Take notice the pierced nipples)



Lots of love and crappy drawn Christmas wreaths to you too!

-Heidi

...And love goes on...

Mental

Happy Halloween, (sorry, no candy (said in a thick Mexican accent) I am completely at lost for words right now. Again my mom has unprofessional/terrible quality Mexican musica on that is ruining my blogging channel. No, this will not work. Not at all. I will, however leave you with these pictures. Peace I leave with you.









-Heidi

The Moment The Fierce Wind Whipped My Hair About My Face And I Did Not Stop It, I Knew I Was In Love

She was simply sitting there in the mall lot...alone, dejected. ‘Wasn’t the mall a place where friends hung out?’ I asked myself. How I wanted to ask her name. I thought I knew it, I was sure I'd heard of her, being in this small town it would be impossible not to. But not knowing much about her type stopped me from approaching the beauty. It was hard, for I longed to hear her and touch the silvery skin of hers that almost sparkled in the sun light that Sunday morning at 11:30. I debated with myself again whether or not I should speak to her. ‘She might ignore me...I could not stand to humiliate myself further,’ I thought. For I realized I'd been staring at her the past several minutes. I looked away quickly, but took a peek from the corner of my eye and realized she hadn't taken notice of my presence. I decided I could risk one more look at her. At that moment I understood she was looking at the traffic. Traffic? I hadn’t taken notice about how crowded it had gotten since I was distracted by this…goddess. No other way to describe her. I wanted to take her from her owner…I wanted to steal. The thought repulsed me as well as excited me. ‘Could she one day be mine?’ There was only one way to find out. I took a few steps and stopped. ‘Can I do this? What will I say? I would certainly make myself look like a fool.’ I’d never owned one before…not like this. She was different. I could tell, even though I’d never met her. I’d only seen her from a distance until now, and I’d realized I’d started walking again. This time faster. Anticipation? Or was it just wanting to know the outcome? I was now only about three yards from her and hadn’t noticed the beautifully creative tattoos that intertwined her shapely body. Except one was a…”Bullet?” I thought aloud. Was that the crack of a smile? At that moment I knew there was no going back. With or without the tacky bullet tattoo. I had to speak to her. Now. Make her mine. I reached out, and at that same moment someone from behind me spoke “Can I help you?” The man said *Sigh* I knew it was too good to be true. The owner had come. To take her away…perhaps for forever. I could not stand the thought and wanted to rip the man’s face off, but instead I held my innocence. “Oh. Hello.” I said in what I thought was an innocent enough tone. ‘Come on, you have to work up something better than this.’ I thought to myself ‘And you must be upsetting her too. She’ll think you’re a complete idiot now she got the gist of your intentions’ But no. She didn’t say a word. Instead, she stared in the direction of the traffic. Content looking. Like she had a job to do. How odd. All this happened in a moment and I came back to the present. “Umm…I was just admiring your…car here. Mustang, am I correct?” I didn’t sound that bad. I smiled inwardly. “Yes, that’s right.” He grinned *beep beep* He unlocked her, and was getting in. “You know, you aren’t the only one who does this…but it’d be nice to get a break!” He chided jokingly. My face turned scarlet. “But I guess it’s my fault for owning her, eh? But I don’t think anyone could stay away from this one. Nice meeting you.” He smiled again, and with that, he drove off.

Haha! You thought I was talking about someone like this, right?
WRONG! Yahaha enjoy your life…not all of us get mustangs. *Sigh*

-D'Abadie

A Hate Note -- To Heidi

Oh, why must ye be such a rectless tomorment to eyes, ears, and even my very being.
Making everyone around you hate you so much that they rather put a gun to their head
and pull the trigger then spend one moment with you. Saying sorry in your head but
having no one forgive you, for the guilt and torment you put everyone under. Is this a
spell, or just another broken soul looking for something more, you get everything you want.
so dont make the rest of us suffer for it when you don’t.

-Miracle Rosalie Oehler

(I hope you like my remake of your name :D )

"Dude, Where's My Broom?"

Foreword: I thought this was really funny...disfrutar (I most likely did NOT spell that right.)

by Calindra V. Riddle

Harry: Dude...
Ron: *snoring*
-Dude! Wake up!
-Huh...
-Dude, what happened to us last night? Last thing I remember was drinking loads of butterbeer and...Oh no!!
-What is it, dude?
-My broom!
-What about it?
-Its not here!! Dude! Where's my broom?
-I don't know. Last thing I remember was making out with a girl with bushy brown hair who was real smart...
-Dude, if we don't find that broom... my godfather will kill me!
-Like Voldemort killed your parents! hehehe...
-Dude, that is like soooo not funny!
-Relax scar-dude, just a joke.
-Ok, where did we go last night?
-I don't remember, some place with butterbeer. Alot of butterbeer...
-Maybe someone saw us! Let's go ask around..
-Er, hello!! Dude, no one SAW us, we totally used your dad's invisibility cloak!
-Bummer. Whoa dude!! You got a tattoo on your back!!
-No way!!! Hey you got one too but what does mine say?
-You are such a loser, dude! Your tattoo says I LOVE DIVINATION!! hahahaha *Harry rolls over laughing* What does mine say?
-Ha! YOUR tattoo says I LOVE POTIONS CLASS!!! *Ron rolls over laughing*
-Dude, I am NEVER drinking butterbeer again.
-Me neither, dude... Dude?
-What?
-Where's my rat?

-Guess who

Something Recent

I had no idea what to post about and I felt compelled to cause I haven't in weeks and I just HAVE to keep you updated on my exciting life, right?! So yeah, school seems to be the time I get my inspiration for artsy things, and here's a little something I drew while spacing out (as usual...that is if I'm not reading :D) yesterday.

-Heidi

A Report From A Friendly Friend

The funniest thing in the world happend today to a friend of mine -- she had a lenghty conversation on the
phone with a stranger she thought was her brother. It went something like this:

*Pics up phone*
"Josh": Pelican Station (restaurant he works at)
Heidi: Hey Josh, this is Heidi. I need to ask you a quick question.
Josh: Ok, what?
Heidi: How do you make a money order? Do you have to have a bank account or something like that?
Josh: No, you just buy it from a gas station or Wal Mart and write who it's from and for.
Heidi: Ok, cool. Cause I want to order some stuff and I was wondering if I can have it sent to your house instead of here.
Josh: Wait, who is this? Heidi Zimmerman? (Or something like that)
(Heidi now realizes she is indeed not speaking to her brother)
Heidi: OMG!!! HAHAHAHA!!! I thought this was Josh...You sound just like him (Hahaha continues)
Now Stranger: Haha no, Josh comes in later today...
Heidi: Ok...well...thanks for telling me how to do a money order! Haha

Heidi then calls Josh's Cell (hesitently, and checks the numbers so she doesn't make the mistake
of calling a random cell number...thankfully that doesn't happen and the call was sucessfiul, and she
told him the story that I am telling you now that is worthy of being published in the 'Secrets To Life!' -- Secret
diary of Heidi and Trina -- Girls who mean everything they ever say ever, because they are Heidi and Trina.

-Heidi

What Should I Name This...

I miss you Tina, and our gloomy beach days (I've decided a year and a half later to put those pics up heh)..I miss fighting over how many grams of fiber grapefruit juice has, (doesn't have any as I have prooved...yaha! Victory is mine!) Peeing in hotel pools...(was this supposed to be kept secret? If so, let me know :D ) Running in the rain in the middle of devotions, only to be ruined by my dear mother, jealous of our joy and tells us to come in 'or else'. Trying to get mrs. annomynous to buy us...a...juice, and you getting terribly mad cause I ended up having a whole bunch...and last but not least -- Zebra Dancing! Oh the joy of zebra dancing! Anyway, I love you so much and it makes me feel wretched that I will be going to Louisianna in a few days near your Birthday and I won't even be seeing you! *Weeps and continues*:I remain your loyal, ardent, mental, and fat friend. (Although YOU no longer remain fat...grr)

-HighD

Proud Prats

Sorry guys, the guys (Marky) INSISTED I put up these as well...

-Heidi

Freaky Fridays

Warning: This tale is not entirely accurate. None the less...

(Male # 1 = Marky
Male # 2 = Chris
Female # 1 = Heidi)

This is how this explicit story began. (I'm not sure if explicit is the right word but it's the word that came to mind...God given...)

Male #1 gets blue paint on his pants.
Male #2 gets pink paint thrown in his hair and runs to the safety of Male # 1's room (followed in hot pursuit by a vicious 13 year old by the name of Lily...or Rosa...one of the 2).

Males # 1 and 2 decide to go to sleep when female # 1 decides to ring the door bell to make the inhabitants aware she has arrived. Sleeping people awake to the sound of the bell...skipping a few minutes, Male # 1 (Marky) is in the kitchen in his underpants washing the paint out of his over pants with the help of male # 2 (Chris). Female # 1 (Heidi) asks several times what is in his pants and gets no answer. Is upset and hereby decides the males are self centered and goes off to find the cat. Lost and not found, returns to males, only to find male # 2 pouring bottles of various colors of acrylic paint on his hair as well as male # 1’s. The fumes sting the nostrils (not in a good way) of female # 1 as well as females Lily and Rosa. Someone requests the use of the camera and this is how these photos came to be. Tada!

Chris: "Marky, we have to make really bad ass faces for this one..."

A tad wrong

Marky: "I look like Van Couver!"

And there's me...

-Heidi the horrendous

Time Wasting Questionaire

(This is Heidi, by the way)

Where would you want to go on a first date? A BEACH PARTY IN LONDON!...No, I hate the beach, so, take that back
Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally? I don't remember
Ever been kissed under fireworks? HA! I think the only times I've been to see fire works was when I was 8 and 11...and no
Have you ever bungee jumped? NO WAY!
What song are you listening to right now? My mother sneezing
What was the last movie you watched? Ha, funny you asked. Oh, you want me to answer?
Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property? Hahah...uhh Mindy?
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Eyebrows
What's your favorite body part on the opposite sex? The guns...ahaha I don't know, man
What do you usually order from Starbucks? I get something different everytime
Say something totally random about yourself: I AM A PERFECTIONIST!
Do you have an iPod? No way, iPods are gay and expensive...I'd only get it to watch movies
Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Yes...and utterly random ones
Are you comfortable with your height? Yeah
Do you love someone right now? RUPERT GRINT
How tall are you? 5'6
Do you speak any other language other than english? Troll...aahah and Pig Latain
What's something that really annoys you? DISH WATER ON MY FEET
Do you like Michael Jackson? I don't know what he sings
Have you ever surfed? Heck no
Do you drive? Hahaha
Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die? Plenty of times...I'm a very paranoid person
Have you ever been dared to do something you didn't want to do? Yes, and I didn't do it
What color is your hair? Brown
Favorite non-alcoholic drink? Coffee
If you were working on a pirate ship, what would you most likely be? A coward, hiding in the basement
Who do you live with? Mom and older brother
Last thing you watched on TV? I hardly watch it...last time was probably at Trina's condo, and we watched a cooking show
Do you wear glasses or contacts? Glasses, but I don't wear them
Are you shy? Shy and loud...to the extreme
Are you selfish? HA YES
Are you spoiled? No way
Are you giving? ...On occasion
Do you flirt with your best friends boyfriend or girlfriend? I don't think so
Do you lie? Hardly ever
Are you conceited? Vain
Would you walk by an old lady carrying groceries? I do it all the time
Do you go out of your way to get attention? No
Do you go out of your way to help someone? Sometimes...ahh I feel terrible
Have you ever kissed someone who is just a friend? Yeah
Do you believe in Magic? Yep
Have you ever threatened someone? HAHAH of course
Are you afraid of the dark? Yes
Have you ever lied to make someone happy?
I don't think
Would you prefer soda or Juice? Soda
You're really upset, who is the first guy you go to? Guys won't listen...last time I tried to vent to a guy, he told me to deal with it...you know who you are
The first girl you go to? Mindy, Trina, etc
If someone liked you right now, what would you tell them? Uhh that kinda depends on who it is...
Do you prefer to take showers at night or in the morning? Both...it's so hot here
Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Nicky
Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life? No idea
Which year has been the best and worst so far? Goes off and on...
Has anyone ever been more important to you other than a family member? Yeah haha
Last time you laughed really hard? Yesterday
Do you know anyone that is addicted to drugs? Yeah, people are always trying to mug me for money for crack yahaha
What color are your eyes? Brown...some green, sometimes
Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it? Ehh
Would you ever get a tattoo? YESSS!
Piercings? Would I get one or do I have one? I have some, and I'm planning on getting more
What was the last thing you ate? GREEN BEANS
What would you do if you opened up your front door to a dead body? I wouldn't say anything...I'd faint..."Is it true you fained, Potter? I mean you ACTUALLY fainted?" haha
If you could be a superhero, what power would you want? Magical power
What are you afraid of? Ghosts...lingering pain...surprise fright...etc.
Last thing downloaded on your computer? Pictures of the campestre ahhaha
Do you play anything? Naa
Do you dress for style or comfort? Both

-Heidi

"60% Of The Time, It Works EVERY Time!"

What I 0rigionally wrote got deleted. So basically it was my dearest friend Heidi's birthday yesterday, and we were 'baptized in the river!' Drew our selves out as the day drew to it's end, and drew upon our faces with the beautiful colors make up has brought upon us. Ate an ungodly amount of chocolate.

Anyhow, this beauty is now 16 'and is in fact authoring this entire post', now that the other has most unluckily been deleted. Yes, it's me. I feel honored to write out to all my dear fans. I am being bitten at this very moment my incredulously violent ants. This makes me unable to write to my full extent, so I will be parting and leaving you with quite a few of pictures of the previous day.

P.S. And to my fellow Leos, you are most special to me...Happy birthday, Premi, Marky, Mercy, Laura, Claire, Flow, and last but not least, Daniel Radcliffe. I have the same birthday as him, so I feel quite privileged. Take care, friends.


REJOICE! FOR HEIDI IS IN FACT ABLE!

Our own worlds...

My angels...

Hahaha so wrong

The new Benjamin Franklin...







I'm a chocolate up-ed P-I-M-P!

'Are you gay?'
'Yes!'





'Eww there's a bug in the cake!'


-From us both!

AND THE WINNER IS...

TOM FELTON! Wooo! Thank you all for participating in this grand event that has not been held in a century due to lack of things to question my dear friends about. I want all of you to realize the seriousness of this lack of love that Santi and Rachel have. They have both begged all they could into putting that George Berger is 'better looking/more attractive' I have proof -- let Henderson step up and give us FULL account of Rachel's act...most likely used the imperious curse...or perhaps a love potion as I remember her saying 'if you love me do this...vote George Berger' or something to that extent...

Ok, well the point of this post was to say what I have previously said in the above paragraph. So here I go to change the world! -- or rather my clothing. Good night. Oh yes! I almost forgot -- George Berger is actually the winner, even though unfairly. 14 - 7 I believe. Those cheating, dirty, rotten, scoundrels!

-Heidi

Tom Felton vs. George Burger

RACHEL I'M SO MAD AT YOU!!! Now, for all of you who would be so kind as to VOTE...be honest, please, this may not seem important, but my sanity relies on it. So take a close look at these photos, and then vote on the poll up to your left.

Below: George Berger (SICK MAN WITH NO MORALS!)

Below: Tom Felton

Below: Tom Felton (far left)

-Heidi

PLEASE VOTE!

First Post Dedicated To A Particular Person

That is a lie! I love Rachel! That is not. I love Rachel so much, infact, I will sacrifice my precious watching-of-spanish-dubbed-Japanese-cartoon time to write and upload photos of our most memorious times. (I don't think memorious is a word, but that's what makes me special...my stuipdity. And if it is a real word...well...who cares. "I-I'm not retarded...I'm special...I'm special!" hahahahah sooo cuteeeeee...(inside joke again, but not for Rachel). I am in no shape to write about our wonderful memories at the moment, but the point is that this is for Rachel, and I'm sure she remembers them all, quite fondly...our argueing, torturing Santi, etc. But I do have plenty of pictures, so that should be enough.

Here's a few of mine and Rachel's favorite lines:

"Hey B, Rupert and I were just dining on playdough and bits of carpet. Care to join us?"



"You're drunk." "You're sexy!"

"Whoa whoa whoa! You can't swear at my fiance!"

"Well YOU can't MARRY my WIFE!"

"I mean every word I ever say ever, because I'm ----- ------!"

Leyland: "Because I'm WHO? You guys keep saying that! Who are you talking about?"

"I look good. I mean REALLY good. HEY EVERYONE! COME AND SEE HOW GOOD I LOOK!"

"It's FAAAKE!"

"NEIGH! That PLEASES me!"

And a couple other random things that may mean nothing to you, but trust me, they have
helped form a bond between Rachel, Santi and I when we weren't feeling very united...Rachel we owe you a pay raise (she's our marriage counseler).

Cheers. I've said enough. I love you, Rachel, may you have many children with old bums covered in pickle relish.

-Heidi

Uncle Jamie Haters

Mindy came. Mindy left. Rachel left. I am depressed. Whoa is me...and them. But we have good times to think back on, and here are some of the less intense photos (of Mindy and I...next post is with Rachels) I think are quite able to be put up with out scaring all the kind visitors that take their time to venture to our humble blog.

Happily drinking our coffee after a long day in the sun running from a security guard...

"If I'm not quite mistaken, diversity means and old, old wooden ship used in the Civil War era."

Aww Mindy's so cute trying to cross her eyes

Peachy beachy tiempo

"Shut it down girls! It's scaring me!" ...Only Mindy will get this, just like the rest of random jokes on this blog

Again, happily sipping our VIRGIN tequila sunrises...ehhh

Mom: Hey girls! Let's take a picture next to the ostrich before we leave.

Heidi: That's not a ostrich...it's a girraffe.

Mom: Oh. Ok girls get over there and let me take a picture of you.

Heidi: I don't want to.

Mom: Heidi, get your ass next to the ostrich and piano and let me take the picture!

Heidi: Nooo mom, everyone's looking

Mindy: It's fine, Heidi, let's just take it and go.

Heidi: nooooooooo

In the end, my whining triumphed!.......we took it out side instead:

Mom: Ok, let's find some flowers for the background, ay?

Heidi: We don't care about the back ground.

Mom: But then you can't tell where you are.

Heidi: ...So?

(This is how I'm going to end it, as there was much repetitiveness in our arguement...but below is the outcome.)

And there we are.

-Heidi

Courage, Confidence, Character.

Amazing isn’t it, how when I say these words one person comes to mind? Alright I lied. I think of cookies - girl-scout cookies, but aside from that I think of Heidi.
Yes that brave soul we all know and love.
And I just wanted to applaud everyone that befriends her, its not easy being her friend, or sharing your nail-polish-remover with her. And there are times when you wonder, is she a blond under that Burnett hair, or truly lost? If any of you have ever tried to teach her math, then I congratulate you.
But keep the faith, behind this lusty, blunt, temper mental (I swear sometimes I think she’s pregnant), short attention span, laughing gassed young teen, she’s not as shallow as the puddles of water she leaves on my bathroom floor. No, she's much more.
Well I don’t think she’s bi polar, but hey I’ve been wrong before. Just don’t let her aggressiveness get to you.
Alright well here’s for talent.

She always had her way with the men,

Her power over them scared her.

She could always pop out of the weirdest places.

Always there to give good spiritual advice

Did many things clearly out of faith!

Can you say Pedophile?

Some people, no matter what she did, she could never make them happy.

Always jealous of what I had!

Always promoting peace and influencing the locals while they're shopping!

Heidi for President!

Editors note:
I want you all to know this post goes in sympathy to Heidi’s useless hand.
Oh and also because it's 30 years old and I wanted to get it off the draft list.

(See Heidi, I care!)

-Trina

(Oh and Heidi I wanted to say sorry, me and Anki were going to destroy you!)

A New Post For A New Day!

Hello everyone. Yes, sadly this is Heidi, (as you might have guessed) but let me assure you there are very good reasons for my absence in posting, (although I am holding a full grudge at Trina for having no reason whatsoever not to). I have recently almost broken my thumb...(waits for everyone to forgive me...although I'm not expecting it from most as this blog HAS indeed 'gone down', so I'm highly doubting anyone missed it)...and typing ONLY with my left hand is quite difficult, for I am right-handed. I really wish I had some pictures to show you of the gash, ("Oh, look at this gash, right on the side of my leg...and I can't even feel it")...it is most disgusting. But, hopefully it will heal up quickly so I can get back to school and the rest that requires my right hand. I also believe I suffered some brain damage from this accident, as it came as quite a
shock -- 3:00 a.m. Yes, that's right. I was only trying to shut my window when it decided to SLAM on me! (undoubtedly upset about waking it up) So I prefer to stay away from that window...but it is hard, considering it is about 3 inches from my bed. Anyway, I must be off...my bed is calling me. Good night, dears XooxOx (Big kiss, little hugs, little kiss, big hug, little kiss)


I really like this picture...Josephine Wall has sheer talent!

-Heidi

Nature, And The Beauty Therein

I decided I would put up some pretty pictures Mindy and I took a while back...I miss her so. Next month she's coming. Her favorite thing about coming here is devotions. (Really inspiring, ask her if you don't believe me) We'll have fun. We'll bake and make coffee shakes...and....bake and make coffee shakes...take a few strolls to Wal Mart to buy necessities (that is if my mom says the coast is clear of cholos). Also, if we happen to tresspass into a hotel we will disturb people on elevators...(reffering to the post about nonsexual things to do in an elevator). I'm getting off the point now...have a good night. (I miss you too Rachel. How thoughtfull of you to dedicate a post to me. Makes me feel loved.) Now for the pictures...

My eye is still apon you

-Heidi

CONSTANT VIGILANCE!

19 Unsexual Things To Do In An Elevator:

Foreword: Best things in life are shared, Summer :)

(1) When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
(2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
(3) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
(4) Call the Psychic Hot line from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor you're on.
(5) Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?"
(6) Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"
(7) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
(8) Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.
(9) Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.
(10) Ask, "Did you feel that?"
(11) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
(12) When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they'll open again!"
(13) Swat at flies that don't exist.
(14) Call out, "Group Hug!" and then enforce it.
(15) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"
(16) Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.
(17) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.
(18) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
(19) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on".
(18) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers, "This is MY personal space!"

Last, but not least (because I made it up)

(19) Point your pencil or pen at someone random and yell, "TICONDEROGA!" Sigh, and say "That sure was a close one."

-Heidi

It's Your Birthday...

Well, Alisa had a birthday........two months ago. But hey, it's never to late to say "happy birthday!"
SO, Happy Birthday! Hurray for you WOOHOO!!!
Alright, so we were planning a party.......the party invitations clearly stated-PLEASE DRESS UP-as opposed to down-NOT DRESS UP AS IN HALLOWEEN!!!!

So they came, dressed up! But not like normal people mind you, oh no. There were clowns, and Indians, rock stars, boxers, bums, Lions and Tigers and Baers OH MY, and.....well I couldn't quite tell what the rest were!

The funny thing was that only ONE home mind you, made this slightly embarrassing error. So while every one else dress up smashing polite, BROWNSVILLE, who had LOTS of NEW people, AND WAS LATE, didn't quite understand.
Well we had a good laugh AT THEM! LOL
Anyways well it was a dandy good time.
We ate...

And we eat...

And we eat some more...

Made new friends and eat some more...

And then that got kinda weird...

Well all this to say happy birthday Alisa, if only I knew where the rest of the pictures of YOU are.

-Trina

COUNTING CROWS!

Counting Crows, Counting Crows, Counting Crows, Counting Crows, Counting Crows...I'm gonna be in BIG trouble...Counting Crows, Counting Crows, COUNTING CROWS!!!

I shall not even think of saying my name.

"Take Caution" hahahaha

Courtesy of Heidi

New Inventions!

I wonder what they made this bed for...

Your true friend,

Heidi

Old Bottilism!

(I had a freaking good laugh at this stuff from mine and Rachels OLD blog...this is just my posting though, as Rachels were not worthy. Paz Afuera (is that how you spell it?)

The Rear End of CHRISTmas Eve
WELL, today is the day I was nationalized into the Canadian district. I'm now officially purely perverted and an expert on maple syrup and moose diarrhea. Tomorrow is a very occasionally occasion. Sad and solemn, we agreed to invite our Aunt Lindsay and Fiona Suicide. And her spawn. I got a tambourine! And........SOCKS! Big grey socks, long and woolly. Which makes the hair on my right leg stand as if they hadn't been shaved in a month! - Which is precisely the case.

One Day
Dear diary, I hope no one ever reads this. I'm sworn to secrecy. I like you diary, your my only friend. Even though your not a girl or guy I can still convert you to my religion -- M.H. ahhahaha don't you live the way I make things sound so intelligent but if I translated you would laugh in disgust at my stupidity and immaturity.

I'm a Fake Canadian! So Blame Canada!
Ok you D.R.S.E's! Listen up, I have something to tell your hairy ears.Today was great. First of all, I don't know how to cook. Second of all I can't cook. And Third...ok nevermind I have nothing to say, good bye. I think that I write so very good that's why this blog is named after my grandparents who came from S.P. You wonder why I'm so anti you?!? Yeah, I do happen to be talking to you and I don't want to hear that Mother Plucker writes better than me cause she can't babble off about nothing which by the way is my talent. (EDITORS NOTE: I TAKE THAT BACK) So please respect the poor, considering I am and will be poor for the rest of my life. look ok. I think your great and all, but your pretty boring and I don't like writing love letters to you cause it makes me think of you and when that happens I feel like Cinderella falling in love with Chad which is. Me. Ok. Hi. Go. Away!!! Thanks for making me feel loved and like I'm important but we just can't be together. This is for Arizona Ice tea. GET OFF MY BLOG PLEASE THIS IS JUST FOR MY FRIENDS AND YOU DEFINITELY AREN'T ONE OF THEM. TOMORROW IS NEW YEARS EVE AND I'M FINALLY GONNA SEE A BROWN PIECE OF GRUMP AND PLUMP. A REALLY FAT MAN NAMED SMEAGOL. OK PLEASE I REALLY LIKE THE BIBLE AND I KNOW JESUS LOVES YOU EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT SUCH A SAMPLE AND BIBLE QUOTER BUT IF I CAN MOVE MOUNTAINS WITH FAITH THE SIZE OF A MUSTARD SEED I CAN DEFINITELY EAT FOOD WITH MY HANDS. ANYHTHING IS POSSIBLE GOD BLESS YOU AND KEEP YOU SWEET ICE TEA. "TOM I'M GONNA NEED A RIDE HOME TONIGHT."

-Heidi

Birthdays And Holidays!

Greetings friends. I have an announcement to make. I don't have much time as today is a FULL day. At least compared to the average days where I can spend hours writing and editing posts and other things that you need not know of. And as most of you know or should today is St. Patricks Day!--As well as my brother Josh's 21 birthday! So happy day everyone and happy 21st Josh...love you tons!!! We'll be having lots of fun eating cake and fattening our bottoms and the like.

"Oh YEAH!" haha

Blessings all ye,

Heidi :)

Show Off Time! Oh Yeah!

I’m going to show off some of my skill now. You say, “Skill? Heidi? She doesn’t have any skills!” But oh my friend are you ever wrong. I can draw creepy woman of all shapes and sizes (no men, sorry…they usually end up looking gay and I prefer to stay away from that type of art.) Yes, you heard right…I can DRAW! Well, at least I could 3 years ago…sorry I don’t have anything recent. They aren’t good quality at all cause I don’t have a scanner, so I just used my camera ( and of course those other reasons like “I don’t feel like finishing this one, it looks fine as it is.” ) haha…yeah so enjoy what I have. Cheers, xoxox.

P.S. A few of the women in these pictures look intensely anorexic…it’s not quite the vision and might weaken you spiritually so view with caution.

I think I'm an artist,

Heidi

OH GOD!

A few nights ago...

I really don’t know what to do…I feel mentally unstable and like I could rip out the next pillow case cotton I see…which will be the ones on my bed. You’re probably wondering by now what exactly am I upset about. Hmm…how could I possibly explain this best with out scaring everyone off? First, I state my reasons why…which is exactly what I was GOING TO DO before YOU started prying! You have no idea how stressed out it makes me when I get KICKED OFF LINE FOR NO REASON! No no NO! It’s not just that regular thing that you have to sign on again and it takes a few seconds to reconnect and you’re happily chatting away and doing your thing. NO! It’s the FEAR that I will not get back on for a whole TWENTY-FOUR HOURS!!! You don’t know what this time means to me. AND THIS HOUSE IS QUIET ON TOP OF IT!!! OH, YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!! THIS IS DEATH TO THE SOUL!!! Now I must drown my problems in sour organic orange juice. AHH God forbid! You don’t understand my pain! This is what I get for talking to bi polar people!!! SAVE ME!!! (Thinks: Should I post this tomorrow? Or just keep my creepy self private? NO! I WILL SHOW THE WORLD MY MADNESS AND I SHALL REIGN OVER YOU! I refuse to keep this silent because “what is said in secret shall be shouted over roof tops!” …is that how is goes?) Haha…yes, I totally agree I’ve ruined my reputation now…but that’s an important part of being a good friend. I highly doubt anyone has read this post through so what should I care? You’re right, I really don’t care what you’re thinking. Not even YOU…yes you know I’m looking at you. And YES even YOU trying to be so cool and righteous, “I’d NEVER make my self look so stupid in public like that!” GREAT! Makes me feel more self-governed than ever! Good day…and for Gods sake don’t be so shocked at how explosive I am.

P.S. Stewie: Hey, Brian.
Brian: What?
Stewie: Thanks for listening.

-Who do you think? :)

Condolences...

Trina was a special girl…for the most part…mostly. She was a wonderful, loving and exciting person to be around…but then there’s those time’s when you just need to focus on the things she did worst so that you can appreciate that ‘wonderful, loving and exciting’ part of her that she had. It won’t take long but I’m sure by the time we’re done you will be very happy
she wasn’t like this most of the time, and that you got to play a very important part in her life – a true friend. And for her sake...CRY ALL YOU WANT! Well here are the memories...

She wasn't the most careful person in her younger years...

Spent the last wasted half of her life in an old folks home...

Tried her best to cheer people up...but to no avail...

...And usually ended up FREAKING them out

Ruined moments routinely...

Always seemed to be strangling someone either physically or emotionally...

Wasn't the best cook...

But through all of it we loved her because we all need to learn to cope with screwed up people right? Think about it...

-Heidi xoxox

Girls...Let's Shave!

Hair, yes its everywhere. But you don't have to let it control you, oh no, there is a remedy to this "incurable" disease. Although most educated woman know this...many don't! (Or their sick and just don't care, or need attention and want everyone to look at them oh eww.)

Right well its a weird world.

Maybe you were talking to your friend yesterday, thinking "Hey why don't we grow our under-arm hair out, make a statement and try to be different!". Well before you try that one let me show you her last date and help you make up your mind!

(Her:) Yeah I know I thought it would be a good addition your beard!

(Him:)Ha....umm....wow...you know what......wow...I can't...I don't....umm ha wow ....what is that,....coffee scented. Well it goes with your breath,...I mean personality...I mean hey...whats that sound (under his breath) *ring ring*, oh hey I have to take this. OH hi bro,....whats that.....you lost your eye......what, paper fighting.....in the dark......ok well do you have your shoes now?..oh good...ok I'm on my way. Hey look I had a wonderful time but as you can see its pretty serious, so I'll call you later.

(Her:)Ok well give me your number.

(Him:)OH ha no no I'll call you bye. (he exits)

(Her:)But you don't even have my number. Gosh what was that like the 1,00,000.00 guy I've dated today. That's it.........I need to find some sheep.

And the lord shall deliver those that run away.

And another thing, boys as much as we love you, we just don't want to look like you!

And that my friends is why there are pills for depression.

And there's arms. Well lets just say last time I knew someone that went out with hair on there arms,......well they were shot. But I'm sure they went to heaven, so lets be happy for her.

Right well that's our secret of life for today. And remember guys, you dont want to be that guy that wouldn't come out of the bathroom at your friends puzzle and game night party. Especially if your a deep sleeper!

But hey he doesn't know!

P.S. Ever wonder why FGAs aren't invited to wild night parties??

-Trina

In Memory Of Tina...Even Though She's Not Dead Yet.

We will celebrate the birth of mentalism, produced by Tina and I…swell times we’ve had…harassing pirate statues, Walmart dressing room workers, Big Lots costomers, blow fish, crocodiles, random children, etc…I think that’s due to our childhood…being loners and all...but the story has a good start off…us 12 year olds...finding sand dollars at the beach hahaah yes, that’s how I met Tina…I thought she was such a nerd (which she still is) I mean Tina, I love you…well I’ve said enough…Tina you can finish the story on the comment thing if you wish. Now for picture viewing...take caution as the pictures below are quite graphic…consider the side affects before viewing as young (and old) viewers may have nightmares (meaning scary images of us running through their head at night). I was not able to put our 243 pictures or more (yes, I actually did count) but enjoy what I can spare.

A glimpse of what we like to do in our free time... :)

Sorry Tina, I just HAD to

Tina you always were violent...

Biggest hooker that pirate ever had

One night when she was mad at me hahah

"Kee!" (I don't know how to spell it :)


-Heidi

Five Reasons...

Five reasons NOT to mess with kids...

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'.
The teacher asked, 'What if Jonah went to hell?'
The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, 'Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?'
Her mother replied, 'Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.'
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said,'Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?'

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
'Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, 'And there's the teacher,she's dead.'

A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, 'Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.'
'Yes,' the class said.
'Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?'
A little fellow shouted, 'Cause your feet ain't empty.'

The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun mad ea note, and posted on the apple tray:
'Take only ONE . God is watching.'
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
A child had written a note, 'Take all you want. God is watching the apples.'

-Heidi

Person Of The Week: Mindy

“The Cholos are are after us!”

Chapter 1. The ESCAPE!

“THE CHOLOS ARE AFTER US!!!” Cried Mindy as a gang of Port Isabelians rushed out of their hide outs (leafless bushes) as the girls (Heidi & Mindy) walked leisurely (until the gang approached) to Walmart. “WHAT ARE WE TO DO?!?” Heidi panicked! Then Mindy reassures her, “YOUR MOM DID WARN US! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF IT OUR SELVES THIS TIME!” *intense music is played*

To be continued:

(This post has probably taken me the longest to write so give me thanks…by the way I took 4 of the pictures below…on with the post!) I loves Mindy sooo much…she is too cool to bathe! One thing everyone must understand as well….she is a Scorpio! So when it comes to snatching H-E-B sample brownies she won't get upset (actually, inside she is seething and pinching you with her 2 inched nails) but as long as I’m happy with the brownie it’s all good. (I stopped for a break to make a video for Mindy, but it failed heh) ok ummm………LOOK BEOND THE WORD PAD AND USE YOUR BRAIN!!! CAPITAL LETTERS REALLY MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!! BE YE SEPARATE…conscience: Heidi, you are going way over board…how about some tranquilizers? NOT NOW, CONSCIENCE!!! I NEED TO TRANSCEND!!! THIS IS THE WAY TO LIVE!!! “STEWIE, GIVE ME THE WHEEL.” GO TO HEAVEN!!! *CRASH*
I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN! I LET MY EMOTIONS RUN AWAY WITH THE FINGER THAT I NEED TO TYPE WITH!!! “PAY ATTENTION TO ME! I’M TRYING TO RUIN YOU!” …………..”ok that is enough!” Heidi said as she grabbed hold of her self, “I will stand strong and not let my body fly off the computer chair!” Victory! Heidi D’Abadie has won again! *crowds roar!* “ROOOARRRRR”

Thank you all for listening….I was really needing a friend... :) *blesses and anoints with oil*

Said from the deepest part of my heart,
Heidi

Feet

Don’t ask why, but I’m gonna talk about feet just to fill up space. To start, I want you to know that your feet are VERY imperative and special. Never underestimate the usefulness of them. You can pick things up, paint a portrait, (I’ve tried that one my self hehe as well as the alphabet haha remember Tina?!?) also they make these things for people with foot fetishes…OK! Never mind, we wont get into that one. But anyhow, they are quite spectacular and useful…that’s all I’m trying to say. Below is picture proof that feet help you with more things than just balancing yourself.

-Heidi

FREE STORE!!!

Where were you February 18, 2008?!? Well I'll tell you where you should have been if you weren't there, FREE STORE.

Oh thats right - free socks, free underwear, free sports bras, shoes, books, blankets, and yes even bathing-suits (alright I lied, Sara stole the only bathing-suit), but that didn't steel our hope for acceptance.

Well I can see your lost so we'll have to take this slow and execute the point.

So on this fateful day (the one mentioned up at the top) a band of fearless, highly trained, professionals, geard up the courage to tackle free store and rescue the partly naked children of Mexico! (Alright so I'm twisting the story, but Heidi we need to make others think that we're making a difference in the world!) So in order to cloth them and protect their bodies from the ever so hugery heat of the sun, we had to see to it that the cloths were properly tested, and that they could last through outrageous postitions!

Alright its time to meet the gang!
I know, we're just to hot for you!

The leader of this fearless band...I know I'm disgusting, but one learns to love it.

Comrades in Arms.

Right so there we were trying to make life a safer and hate free world, then all of a sudden, we started being attacked by strangers, and doubts of rejection for our glorious deeds!

So Michael (a little in touch with his feminine side) quickly jumped to Santi for a bit of manly protection!

That's it Santi be strong.

I, of course, went to the aid of Leylend, who would have been helpless without me!

Rachel, obviously ahead of us all, just laughed, as she releasted some of the tention in her rather tight high under/over pants.

Well in the midst of the confusion I suggested we take cover, in case of any delayed nervous break downs, its always good to be close to the ground! (Remember that kids!)

So under the table we went!
Yes, Leyland, thats it cover your eyes and no one will see you!

And no, Michael, thats not for eating!

Well, it was a good thing we were under the table, becaues earlier that morning it was ranning, so we could have gotten wet!

But we discovered it was safe to come out so return to victory we did!!

Heidi: What about me???

Ha, oh yeah, Heidi was there too!

Trying to fit in! LOL

Well all this to say we had a wonderful family fellowship, so Happy Birthday Family!!! You've fought well!!

And now for a normality picture!

Alrght I lied, there's something very wrong here.

Well I'm tried, so good night!!

-Trina

In Contigo We Like Celery...

Title pretty much says it all.

The Rules: Eat celery! No hands, no vomiting, first one to clear the plate wins!
(Rachel has placed artful captions, and is in fact authoring this entire post). Irish sheep vs. Peruvian llama, here we go!!!

This is the Sheep, on the verge of barfing

This is the Llama, eyeing the competition

"Almost done!!! PTL!" (weeping and tongues)

"Victory is mine! All this and China too!"


We taped it just for you, please view with discretion as half digested pieces of celery CAN in fact be seen on closer inspection:
Part One, short but intense, for wild folk

Part Two, lengthy and appetizing, for mild folk

THIS VIDEO IS TAKING HOURS TO LOAD WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE! Especially you, Phil

Heidi: What does inconvenience mean?

Rachel: Well Heidi, when a man and woman make love......

Your friends in Christ,
Rachel (the giraffe) & Heidi (the cow)

Aquariuses

Heidi & Trina: Hello dear friends...here we are again with an exciting new and fresh topic -- Aquariuses. No, not all of them are retarded...we can prove it. We actually have some pretty good friends that we'd like to wish a VERY happy and jubilant birthday! So, happy birthday to Ricky, Summer, Jaime, Marie Claire, Santi, Rachel, Brian, Rosy, Nicky, Jenny, David, & Chris! We loves you guys alot...in a big sort of way...I do hope we didn't miss anyone. Hope you guys all have a GREAT year. Even though we weren't there for most of your birthdays...we were for Rachels...happy 15th dude!!! Lots of fun...especially the part of watching her have jello shots!!! ...Here's some pics:








From the ones who never said,
Heidi & Trina xoxox

Happy Valentines Day!!!

Trina: Well here Heidi and I sit, alone and insecure, on Valentines Day. You'd think we'd have a love or at least something to do, well sadly, no. The home left us, yes, just us, home alone while they sing and party away. How sad ones outlook on life can get when you're alone.
But enough depression for one day, let's talk about something more inspiring. Well Heidi's upper butt got burnt to death while tanning on the roof today, ha what a laugh. It's these simple things that make the world go round. Red it was!!

Heidi: Yes, indeed it WAS! Red as the sun of Jermalicoma (a planet).

Trina: (By the way my name is Katrina.) Yes the planet of love. With the colors of the rainbow. Well, it was all joy and sunshine...till the dark lord took over and killed the pretty flowers.

Heidi: And the sparkly ones too. Next subject. We will cover the topic of love.

Trina: Well as every one knows Valentines day is a day of sexual and nonsexual enjoyment. And family and all that goodness. But we're missing the true meaning of Valentines day!

Heidi: That's right Trina! I was thinking you would miss it your SELF!

Trina: Ha! But I didn't. Yes it's a time of loving Jesus and letting him fill you up all over!!!

Heidi: (Even your toe nails.)

Trina: OH yes! Very important part. Did you know children with out your toe nails you'd be too ugly to even look at. Alright, well we can't get any love right now so we'll share some from others!.

Heidi & Trina: xoxoxoxoxox WE LOVE YOU!!! OxooxxOx (big huge, little kiss.......)







Peace and Love,
Trina & Heidi :)

Animal YAWNS...(Is This A Good Name?)

Today I was laying sprawled out on my pink fluffy chair when my cat yawned. And no, I didn’t yawn back. Why not? I don’t know…that’s why I’m writing about this cause I want to know why animals yawns aren’t contagious. If you know why, leave a comment.

-Heidi

P.S. (To Last Post)

This doesn't give you the permission to wear a cow carcass on your body!
-Heidi

Don't Know What To Call This One...

A few days ago someone called me preppy…indeed. I’m not saying I’m not preppy – I have my moments. But I think that ditzy, spastic, or flighty would be a more accurate word. (I’m sure you will agree) So, people will call you names when they don’t even know the definition…here’s an example. Someone called my sister a ho when she was more like a tomboy and only kissed like one or two guys (this isn’t your business so don’t spread it around!)…so no matter what you do or wear, you’re going to be called something you’re not. Face it. It’s actually kinda fun, cause then you can call them something too!

Sorry, this is my 2nd post for today but I can't help it...it's late...like 12:00 already, and I have nothing to do but share what's on my heart to you...my dear deers!

Here's a random pic (yes, Rachel, I know)

-Heidi

Person Of The Week: Ben Foster

Ben Foster was born in Boston, Massachusetts the 29th of October in 1980. Raised in Fairfield, Iowa. Dropped out of high school in the 1st year to move to L.A. where he apeared in the T.V. series Flash Forward. Has been acting since he was 8 years old. Has a younger brother named Jon, who is also an actor. Ben won 2nd place in an international competition when he was 12 for a play he wrote and directed. For his role in 3:10 to Yuma, he was trained by the Hollywood gun coach Thell Reed, who had in the past, trained actors like Russell Crowe, & Edward Norton. Some of the movies he acts in are 3:10 to Yuma (2007) X-men: The Last Stand (2006), Big Trouble (2002) & Get Over It (2001)

-Heidi

“Something More Sentimental…”

I talked to a friend the other day and she said when she dies she wants me to sing a song a about a chipmunk or squirrel at her funeral…and I suggested maybe something like the one from Hoodwinked , but she said she wanted it to be a little more sentimental…she also wants me to stop for a bubble blowing break in the middle of the heart felt song…this all sounds excellent to me, friend, so we better find some way for you to die speedily before I loose my inspiration.

P.S. I drew my own picture of you in your hospital gown:

-Heidi :)