ATICAMA! WOO!

Hi readers! :D

As you already probably pieced together, me and my family are in our annual, Mexican getaway spot, Aticama!
Aticama is an awesome little village by the seaside (and by little, im reffering to a town.. with abosolutely NO internet cafe's or wifi's! (Save for my friend George, who goes by Jorje), which means posting will be rare from now on >.<
Back to what I was saying.. Aticama is a little fishing village in Nayarit, Mexico. It's always sunny and warm here (except at night, but thats kinda a no brainer), and the people are REALLY friendly, each and every one ^.^
Now, there are not too many people, i would say only about 750, so everybody knows everybody by now.
Although, on what the village looses in modern stuff, it really makes up for in food! There are at least 10 food shops in the town, each one good sized. There are also a dozen places selling ceviche (a reallly good food) and a few chicken stands. All in all, Aticama is the place to be, and the place where I am, and i like it!

So, until next post,
Xaviertrix

Its Blastofftime!!!

Yay!
Soon, we will be leaving Bob and Simona's house to get back on the open road.
The Arizona-Mexico border will be our next destination, one that is not very far away.
Earlier today, Pops and Bob went to the border to get the papers that would allow us to cross. However, due to what the newspaper said on how enormous the line was, they had to leave at 5 in the morning, the paper place opening at 8. Yeesh...

The stay here has been great, with lots of generosity from Simona and the very ill Bob, we have gained another experience to remember.

I will post when I have the chance again,

Xaviertrix

My EPIC sadness :'(

As you probably dont know, i have recently gotten into chatting.
As you also know, I am traveling
And thirdly that you know, my parents dont like it when I use the internet -.-
Fourthly, I like to use the internet. A lot.
Lastly, its nearly christmas

Now, what happens when you mix all of these together?

Well, apart from a little girl in the back seat making me with I could mute her, there is a boy who scrambles to use the internet at any opportunity, with two parents who scramble to stop him from being on the internet after a period of approximately forty-five minutes.
I try to chat, and for the first 20 minutes, someone is spying on me, be it my siblings (who desperately try to steal the computer to use for gaming whenever nobody older then age 15 is looking at them) or my parents, both of which limit what I can say on chat.
For example, you cant share embarrassing stories. an incredibly fun pastime.

I guess the reason Im addicted to chatting is that talking to parents about stuff is too awkward, and siblings wont know what im talking about -.-

So, in light of my recent departure to Aticama, I have been chatting a lot, as there are some people who I could usually talk to during school, but since Im going away for a while, are talking on gmail. Its confusing, and I cant really describe it, but it feels right to be chatting.

Of course, i can only do this occasionally, as i5 dosent have its own wifi, and when I get to somewhere with internet, my parents are always trying to get me to stop using it -.-

The only reason that I can chat is because 1. its chrismastime, and I can use that excuse :P
2, pops is secretly helping me, yay pops :P

So, I guess pops kinda understands, but mom dosent -.-

Kinda outa stuff to say for right now, so this is it for now :o

Xaviertrix

A New Theory - It could change the world

During our epic voyage, Pops recalled a certain previously forgotten major scientifical breakthrough during his young years.
After checking his theory with several reliable sources, Pops has officialy proven the theory of the Rayus Gomeristicus, or as it is unofficialy called, the gomer ray.
Now, as already proven, the einstien ray, similarily to the gamma rays, are invisible. However, these enter the center of the central unit of a living creatures inteligence (the brain), and affects the complexity of it's processes. This undoubedly raises the inteligence of the host creature, granting it the ability to become able to process anything with incredible speed and accuracy.
The founder of this type of radiation, Albert Einstein, was the first, and last, to be placed into an experimental einstein ray aligner/amplifier of his own design, originally designed to accelerate biomass growth.
Einstein rays are uncontrollable, apart from the machine (who's blueprints have been lost), and may affect any person in any number and frequency, as well as varying intensity, at random.
Now, Pops has found the Einstien Ray's polar opposite; which he has nicknamed the Gomer Ray.
As with all polar opposites, this will behave the exact opposite as Einstein Rays, as these are much more common, and are incredibly easy to control, even manipulatible without external processes. You can command these with force of will alone, and are even generated by devices such as the television, wifi modem, and toaster. Gomer rays are attracted to each other, and are located in great frequency in places such as supermarkets frequented by the same people in warm climates, commonly Los Angeles and its vicinity.
Gomer Rays slow brain processing, giving you minimal inteligence, more prone to say vocabulary such as 'duh' and 'dope'.
Gomer Rays have shown a 8X increase since the creation of a certain Homer Simpson, a famous television character.

When Gomer Rays and Einstein Rays converge in one mind, a rare occurence, it creates a strange being with incredible inteligence, but with judgement and wisdom that are minimal. A commonly mentioned victim of this strange relationship is Rodney Dangerfield, one gifted with great wit but minimal inteligence.

To avoid these potentially life-changing forces, or at least the Gomer Rays, the best way to fend them off would be to read a book. Any Gomer Rays that approach a brain reading will be scared off. If they enter a brain doing homework, they will implode and the reaction will create einstein rays, which flock in great numbers to a learning brain.

This is Francis Kohler, Signing off from Pheonix, Arizona.


Xaviertrix


Just goes to show what we can come up with nothing better to do :P

Blastoff!

Its time.. time to leave for mexico...
we are all packed, all settled in, and now, we are leaving.. let the epicness commence!

mExiCo is ComInG!!!

Hello avid readers!
As you already know, my family and I will be taking our mexico trip in a few days, and I just wanted to let you guys know...

We will be driving down to our Mexico house in Aticama, Nayarit and staying there for about two months.. I usually attend school there, but we will not be able to stay long enough for me to do that, and so I will be home schooled instead.

We will drive down in a big, blue tank-van thing that we have modified for our needs, such as batteries, a special radio, and a big rack on top for more stuff ^.^

I just finished reading the third book of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians, it was as good as the first time I read it (a year or two ago)...

Well, not much else to say, so, erm, bye :)

Xaviertrix

Last Night's Concert

Last night was the third (2nd I have attended thus far) Choir/Band concert at the Village Baptist Church.
Well, as It is hard to describe, as I have forgotten the songs that they sang, and I cant REALLY describe what's happening... Its all song!

So, I got the old Olympus camera, (still tons better then the snapshot one), and clicked off pictures of EVERYTHING on the stage. In the one hour show, I got 183 pictures. If you think like that, Thats 3 pictures per minute. Im pretty amazed, as sometimes pictures are hard to get.... Especially without the flash >.<

I saw some of my friends up there, and they sung great. They all join choir because it is the easiest to get an A in, but they do sing good. Apparently, 7th graders like singing more then 8th, as 7th grade had 3X as many people.....

Afterwards, I turned the camera in and went home.. not much to say about singing/band concerts :(

Xaviertrix

Just a short post on my progress report...

4.0/4.0... not half bad :p

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 20 - Continued...

A new continent. The greatest treasure that anybody could think of.

Although, Bob knew that all people thought about was money and power, and were concentrating on those things right now, giving him more crawl space.

Now, if you don't understand how a new, undiscovered continent, or even large island, this was Bob's logic.

Now, continents hold ores. People pay for ores.
Continents contain natural resources, such as lumber. People pay for natural resources.
Undiscovered continents contain animals that may differ slightly then normal ones. People pay for those.
And most of all, the land itself would be good for housing.

That was what he originally thought. Then, he thought, he could not have anything to do with the government, or they might be able to hold claim to his discoveries. That cut out being able to do anything that would make money fast enough... He checked all of his sources, and most of them pointed to a time coming up in a couple years. a chance that came once in a time that nobody could live through. He assumed nobody could live for ten thousand years, at least to the best of his knowledge.

So, for the next ten years, he played his cards exactly right.

He started out risky; buying six acres of land, the cost of buying it and maintaining it keeping him barely above debt. He could not go there.

He made money that did not require government at all: Teaching to write novels, using his own resources to teach. A sum was paid to him by his students in cash, and that in turn was never put into a bank.

After getting a hefty amount of money from this, he tried the next step in his plan

Bob filled out the papers to make his land and farm all seperated from the government, although he could not do it. He was on American soil, and hence could not do that. So, he sold it, and bought a small island offshore, one that was not yet claimed by America. The island was only about three acres big, completely covered in trees. The paperwork making that island his and his alone was completed, and step three began.

He started to cut down the trees with a task force that were self-funded and provided for, not following any government.

He sold this wood for cash at lumber yards.

With this cash, he bought items from the black market. This was the risky part, and nothing bad happened. He was nearly in the clear.

He hired private boatmakers to assemble a few boats for him, and while they were doing that, the task force made him a farm, this depleted his money to near nothing.

Then, he built a dock.

He had liked the task force, and did not bother to show them the 'hidden fee' that was listed in fine print at the bottom of the contract.

The boatmakers, however, were rather nasty and asked too many private questions. The hidden fee was placed on them, and they grumpily paid. Ten thousand dollars would be enough.

Then all he had to do was wait, and bide his time until the day came.


A few years later, a curious man named Rebbo and a good, but not too big on brains, captain by the name of "Scelvin" offered to take him, but he needed a boat and a crew, as he had lost his to sources that he wouldn't say.

And Bob, who had subtly turned his innocent task force into a bunch of goons trained to sail, was more then happy to oblige.

His moment had come.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 19 - In the bathroom

As you know, many things happen whilst in the bathroom. This is a memory that came to the front of Bob's head as he sat on the toilet, preparing for "Plan A".


It was exactly Twenty years ago.
Bob at this time was nine years old, and the movie "The Ultranator" had just came out, and everybody at his low-budget school had seen it.
Including Big Jimmy.

Now, "The Ultranator" Was all about a guy named Johnathon. He went on a big adventure, broke open a couple people in robot suits for the first time, and eventually found the main villan who was supposedly building these robots. When Johnathon found him, then said that he was a nerd, there was no epic final battle. The bad guy started crying and sobbing and complaining about his childhood, then ran wailing into a lava pit.
Johnathon then found his true love in the last five minutes and they lived happily ever after.

Now, if you wonder how this relates to Bob's evil, it might help to point out that the main (wimpy) villain's name was Bob.

Back in Bob's school, Big Jimmy was the ruling force. All the teachers feared him, all the students feared him, even those who would normally form his gang feared him.
He was bulky, had enormous muscles, tall, strapping, and sacrificed his brains for more muscles.

And if Little Jimmy decided that having the same name as a wimp made you a wimp, you were a wimp.

In short, all the bruises, scars and broken bones healed, but his soul never did.

So, after crying one night, he pulled himself together and hatred erupted when the sadness and depression lifted. Hatred of his name, Big Jimmy, his life....

So, he left.

Nine years later, Bob had graduated college with a master's degree in EVERYTHING.

It was obvious that Bob was ready to take on the outside world, but that hatred that had steadily burned on and on inside his soul had flared up to an enormous size, and it was time for his true intentions to be revealed.

For seven years he made minimal money off of writing and making things. Then he found the ultimate way of making money, and be able to fill his evil soul with all that he desired.

A new continent.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Gmail - Inbox (2) - xaviertrix@gmail.com

Have you ever seen something to that affect?
Its the new revolution - e-mail (or, the new one, gmail)
Can you imagine how things have changed? Picture it, new generation, a tradition that is dying, at least for writing and stuff (packages are still going by mail, teleporters are still prototyping atm)

OLD WAY:
1.Write letter
2.Get in car/put on walking shoes
3.Go to post office
4.Wait in line for letter box
5.Put letter in box/give to operator
6.Go home and wait for letter to be delivered
7.Letter gets driven via postman to destination - takes days to weeks
7.5.Letter gets sent over plane to postmans office, who drives letter to destination - takes weeks to months
8.Recipient reads letter/possibly takes time to respond
9.Repeat steps 1-7 if you want a reply
YAY!!!

NEW WAY:
1.Write letter
2.Hit conveniently located "send" button
3.Wait 5 minutes to a day or two
4.Read reply that magically appears in your inbox
5.Reply if you want to
YAY!!!

And as I am quite sleepy after watching another one of pop's movie selections. The movies he selects are nearly ALWAYS (id say 24/25) one thing. AWESOME!!!
We watched Coming To America, and it was wierd, stupid, and all of that good stuff that we like in movies.
Well, long story short, at 11 at night, Im a bit sleepy, and have to go to bed >.<
So, until this blog grows itself another post,
Xaviertrix

Thanksgiving!! Yay!!

Hello readers!
It's time for my own thanksgiving post, as all of you have undoubtedly already have...
I was just too sleepy after the festivities last night to write!
Now that I am awake and ready, Its time to get typing! (Although you already know the story, from mom's blog :p)
NOV 26-
Yay! The first trimester of school is over!!!
Im happy, and wired, and had the hardest gym class in the universe at last period.
So what does that mean?
Try not to fall asleep on the bus, then two hour nap!
After waking up, I go onto my computer, reply to my emails, eat, then sleep summore!
THANKSGIVING-
I was awoken at 4 in the morning by my mom, to get cooking. And boy did we cook. I would say at least a dozen different foods to eat, the turkey being the most significant, along with pies, casserole, cookies, croissants, and much more! It was to feed a whopping 3 families, so having a lot of stuff was accepted. And besides, its thanksgiving, so you cant feel TOO guilty about all that food you are going to stuff yourself with.
We picked up a friend, and then drove over to the house where all of the festivities would be hosted. We did this as soon as we finished cooking, which meant 11:30. (Thats SEVEN HOURS of getting ready and cooking.. my little sister used up all the water in a few minutes by maxing out both the hot and cold water, making everybody else angry, myself included (because I got the last shower :o)
Then, after driving for an hour, we arrived!
Then all of our worries and troubles faded away.
We ate, played games, and ate some more.
We had contests to see who could throw the grape the highest into the others mouth (usually ended up in my brothers eye ^.^)
The adults even showed fun, having a contest who could eat the most food covered in chili sauce without water... My mom and someone else (brain freeze:forgot name >.<) tied at about three plates.
I couldn't stomach any of it, im really bad with spicy stuff, my face begins to resemble a tomato after a while :o
Six hours later of forgetting to be serious, goofing off, and having a great time, we had to leave D:
Well, we would see each other again soon (probably a week tops), so we happily said goodbye, and made our leave ungracefully and full of food ^.^)
When we got home, sleep overcame me, and I stayed that way for the rest of the night.
TODAY-
Black friday was spent doing. Nothing much else to it. Until noon, I slept. Then, I played with LEGO's with my brother for a few hours (we dont play that often, but we go all-out when we do)
About when we finished, mom came home, and I snapped out of the hypnotic spell of the little plastic bricks to come and write this ^.^

Hope you enjoyed,
Xaviertrix

And Happy birthday George! You are an awesome person and I hope you got all that you wished for ^.^

Fav food..

Do you have a favorite food?
Two? Three?
I was wondering... what might those be?
My brother, sister and pops like shrimp and artichokes. *cough*
My mom likes.. um... food?
I like grapes and pretels
My dog likes everything except dog food
So, what do you guys like? Comment on it, and ill put it up in the next post...

Have you ever wondered why I usually..
1) Put random stuff all the time
2) Make two unrelated sections in the same post?

Well, its because I run low on ideas too :p

MY uvula...?

Today started off with a long, wracking cough that sent shivers down my spine. To aid that, my voice sounded like I had swallowed a whoopee cushion full of frogs... Which meant it was time to visit the doctor.
We went through the basics, such as checking my heart rate, asking if I had been sick, looking in my ears and eyes... But when he went to my mouth to check for anything bad, he saw my uvula!
Apparently, my ENTIRE life, I had been living with a uvula growing (or stuck, nobody could tell) to the top of my mouth! It is quite strange when compared to anybody else's.
My uvula dosen't feel wierd, seeing as I have gone my entire course of existence with it growing like that, but it would probably explain why I cant roll my letters. (mexican rr)
Also, I have searched the internet for about an hour and STILL can't find any evidence that this has happened before... any help, readers?

Harry Potter! O M G!

Hello avid readers!
In about one hour, my family and I will be heading off to watch the next Harry Potter movie at the Vally Theater! It is going to be soo awesome!
We have to get there a whole hour before it starts, because knowing the series, the seating will fill up super fast, and if we want to have any good ones/ones were we sit next to each other, we have to go early!
During this time, my brother will do his homework >:)

Later I will post some stuff about the second "GREAT CLEANUP"..
But first, I have to go get ready for the movie!

The incredible play at my school!

Hello readers!
Im just going to skip the long, sophisticated intro that you guys probably read my blog for and skip to the boring details! yay!
As you already know, I a valued staff member of the yearbook crew, and hence get free reign to go to all of the events. Well, I went to the first play of the year!!! (out of 3)
This play, 'the secret garden' was about a girl who's parents died in India, and she is sent to england into a manor belonging to her uncle.
She is VERY spoiled at that time, and refuses to even eat the special porridge that the cook makes for her. Her caretaker tries to hire a governess, but the girl absolutely refuses.
After a night, she hears crying somewhere in the house, but all of the servants claim that they didn't hear anything, then walk quickly away. She gives up for then.
Then, trying to jump rope inside, she is told to go outside by her caretaker.
The focus then switches to the gardener's apprentice, who happens to be related to the maids/servants. He is shown to be planting lots of plants, then talking to a robin about his daily life.
The girl then skips onto the stage, and after some conversation, decide that she could be his friend. After picking up the corn, the gardener walks away, and the girl walks towards the house.
The next day, the girl hears crying again, and as she intimidates one of the maids, the maid spills the beans that someone is there, but the mistress (caretaker) would fire them if they told. The girl then decides to snoop.
After snooping around, she finds a guy in the attic, about her age. He is a crippled, just like his father/her uncle, making them cousins. He is in a wheelchair, and is just as spoiled as she was. After fighting a bit, they become friends over a secret garden that was revealed from earlier hints.
Then was an intermission.
After the intermission, the girl found the key to the secret garden, and declares it hers, the gardener's apprentice's, and the crippled boy's secret. They then begin to plant seeds there, with the crippled boy getting better all the time, less spoiled, and stronger.
The uncle, in India, has a dream about his deceased wife who died in the garden (fell out of a tree, dont ask), and she says for him to go back and begin your life again.
He does, and at the same time he does, he manages to see his son walk for the first time in four years, and they all go off happily ever after :)

During this play, I was taking photos with my camera, a big, professional camera, and video recording. (long play, about 2 hours long).
I was taking good photos, but suddenly, the batteries died JUST before the final scene. I had to rush over to the media center, switch out the batteries, and run back before it ended, and managed to, getting pictures of the end hug and the bowing.

It was awesome :)
So, until next rambling post,
Xaviertrix

A good book series that I have nearly completed!

Hello avid readers!
I was recently browsing the school library, and when passing a common spot, I stopped dead. A series that I had started last year at school, a six book one, and the school library only had the first four of them!
But as I passed, I noticed two shiny new books on the shelf. The final two books!!!

I had been awaiting for this moment for such a long time, and hence immediately checked both of them out. I also signed up for battle of the books, my inspiration rekindled to read.

The series itself is called "The dragonback adventures", and focuses on a boy raised as a con man, and an alien dragon-thing that must work together with a human to survive. They go on an adventure against incredible odds to save the dragon's kin arriving in spaceships in a matter of months, and hence begins the series.

It is an incredible read, and kept my attention raptured on the words flying past my face in a flurry of pages for hours on end (about five) to read the 400-page books (1. they have small print, 2. i actually pay attention to the plot, and hence read slower), whereas usually it would only take three hours to read a book of that size.
I am currently 80 pages into the final book, and the action has not yet picked up, but the plot is incredibly interwoven.

If you were to only read one series throughout a long, long time (like 2 months!), I would certainly suggest this read!

So, without further ado, I end my post :p
Xaviertrix

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 18 - Scalt's story

After a few cups of something closely resembling mud, Scalt began to talk of how he got of the boat.
"It all began when they fell asleep" He explained to the remaining elders, for many had gotten tired and went to their homes and to bed.
"I knew that I would eventually be discovered, so I did the only thing I could have done:" Explained Scalt, gradually sinking lower into the ground as he talked, seeming either embarrassed or ashamed, noticed Rebbo.
"I, *gulp* left the dirt entirely"
Everybody knew that Scalt had left with a clump of dirt to sit in, it had only been done around FOUR times in history, all of them in dire situations.
Molys didn't go out of the ground, and they always told spooky stories of how the part under the ground was horrifyingly grotesque.
But of course, time was running short, and the story had to go on, so Scalt continued.
"I then climbed onto some nets and jumped off of the boat..."
Nobody, save for Rebbo, who cried out "You can swim!?!" was surprised. Molys could dig through dirt faster then they could run. Why not swim?
One of the nicer animals in the consul told Rebbo this information.
"And then, because in the water all of us are completely safe, I swam back to shore, and burrowed here immediately!"
Rebbo wondered why they were safe in the water, but a dark thought was swimming at the back of his mind, and he had to ask.
"Scalt!" Cried Rebbo out as Scalt was turning to leave
"Were there nets hanging off of the side of the boat? When you left?"
Scalt didn't seem to fear Rebbo as much as everybody else, and replied with a yes.
"Yes, they were hanging as far as I could see!"
Rebbo's face turned to a chalk white color.
"That means that they are getting ready to use them."
END OF PT 18

How did you guys like the [predictable] plot twist at the end? :p
Ill continue on this ASAP!

ANOTHER DELAY!?!

ARGH!!!
I just spent ALL DAY fixing this video on youtube for you... it got glitched a little, and couldn't show it to you until now!
So, without further ado, the video i made!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYd60_8Xu_8&feature=related

Part two of it!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fB-csDFdy0&feature=related

Thanks for watching/reading!
-Xaviertrix

Some answers to my avid readers questions! (all 2 of them)

So first up, we have Dave's question!!!
The little lines on those hills were probably caused by one of two things.
The first possibility is that that area was once underneath a body of water, such as an ocean, and those lines were the features formed by the tides boring lines into the bedrock over a long period of time. If you drained the red sea, you would achieve a similar result. Do not try that at home, however!
The second possibility is that there was once a glacial dam in that spot, such as the one that was once in Missoula.
A glacial dam is a valley or bowl shaped indent in the earth with a hole in the side. During the ice ages, glaciers would have formed across these holes or ends of valleys, creating natural dams. Unfortunately, the dams would always collapse.
The problem was not from the thousands of tons of water pushing against it from the inside, but rather, an internal one.
Glacial dams are heavy. This means that they will not budge for anything unless they collapse. Well, the ice on top was ice, but that posed problems for the water in the glacier below (ice freezes top first). The ice on top would take up more space then it originaly would, as ice expands, and hence you would eventually have no room at the bottom for the water to expand. This would leave the water to try to escape the great pressure pushing down on it from the ice above.
This supercold water would flow through tiny cracks, and their kinetic energy would create little bursts of heat that would melt the cracks, expanding them. And you all know what happens when there are too many cracks in a dam...
BOOM!!!
The water on the other side would knock it over.
As this water was flowing out, it would pull at the earth, creating those lines.

(yay for long answer!)

Now George, how am I feeling this time?

I am feeling better now more then last time, as we are planning to go during a school break and into the SMALLEST school month of the year, so I will not be missing much. In Mexico, I would be going to a new school anyway, so I would probably not be going to see anybody anyway.
I think that this year, it actually might be better then last year... it is pretty much the school that melds my emotions at the moment anyway :)

So, thanks for reading guys!!! (And sorry if one answer was a LITTLE bit longer then the other, I had just learned recently about glacial lake missoula, and all the info was stuck in my head, it was easy to remember and easy to get out ^.^

Well, until next post, (which will be the next part of the story!)
-Xaviertrix

Internet: The eighth wonder of the world

You know the seven wonders, among them the pyramids, the Eiffel tower, Niagra Falls... but one more is already in existence... The internet.
Have you ever thought of it, in practical terms?
The pyramids connected people to the gods, the Eiffel tower two nations, Niagra Falls two countries! But the internet... It links every single human up into a place where you can do virtually anything... communicate, play games, even buy stuff!!! It is incredible!

I apologize for having an EXTREMELY short post, but I am currently very low on ideas... So, I am going for a Q and A!!!
Ask questions with comments, and I can answer as many of them as I can by tomorrow afternoon or morning...
So, just think of something, and ask!

-Xaviertrix

AGAIN I put a link up on here... Click on it!

Hi readers!

I again direct you to a talented writer by the name of Wintermoon13, nicknamed Winter, at http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2100708/wintermoon13, I would enjoy it much if you would go to the page, scroll to the bottom, read some of the stories, and review!!!
So far, I am the only one doing this, but I hope you do too!!!

Now, for what I did during tonight's band concert, the first one of the year, and as a plus, the first thing I covered as a yearbook crew member!!!

OK, to start off, I went over there at 6:30... I was a little late, so half of the stuff was set up, but I got to help with the setup of the music stands. Unfortunately, there were about fifteen short, so I guess fifteen people had to have memorized their notes...

Soon after, the people started POURING IN at an astounding rate, about five hundred in all.

I was chosen to be one of the five mobile photographers, and was given a good, sturdy camera to take pictures with during this time. It was HUGE, and took AMAZING photographs.
I probably got around 75 in all, most of them pretty good. Up in the back at the top of the risers were two more members of the yearbook crew with a video camera on a stand, recording the whole show!!!

It was awesome, to say the least.

An hour of pictures later, it was time to clean up. Helpfully, the person in charge asked the parents who came to each pick up one chair and fold it up against the wall. That saved the yearbook crew the trouble of taking a half hour of doing that. There was one more thing to do, however. The platform that the video camera sat on on the top of the risers had to be dissasembled. To do this, the seven or so of us there had to unwind all the bolts, and guess what happened? Someone accidently knocked the pile of bolts down THROUGH the risers, splitting them up. Seeing as I was the only one who could actually fit down there, I had to go pick up all twenty-four of them. Took me fifteen minutes to find them all and get back out, and by then the whole wooden construction was taken apart. Well, at least I didn't have to pull of the sideboards, which everybody said was difficult to do without falling or slipping off of the VERY tall risers.

In the end, I got my new camera for taking photos, a Canon PowerShot A11015 12.1, apparently quite new. Now I can ditch the ancient one that was nearly IMPOSSIBLE to take pictures with.

When waiting for my ride back home, I talked with the others waiting for their rides, all from the yearbook crew. There were three others at first, and we talked a bit on how the crew changed from last year. When one person got picked up, it was just me and two girls. I brought up a conversation about the most 'strange' advertisement any one of them have ever seen. They couldn't think of any good ones, but I could.
Once, when I was driving through Arizona with my family to Mexico, I saw this huge billboard that said "Phone out? Call us, and we'll give you a hand!"... I forget what company it was. We cracked up quite a bit on that one...
And then, without warning, it was time to go, and I went home, and wrote this blog :)

Ciao readers!

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 17

It was nighttime.
The molys had led Rebbo straight to the consul (the captain, taken as too difficult to understand, was left outside of the protective ring of trees", much to everybody's surprise.
"I brought him!" Cried out Jack triumphantly, holding the rope in his appendages underground.
"You were supposed to tell us first!!!!!" Cried everybody at the consul at Jack.
He wasn't phased in the least.
"Well, I did my job, so I'm going off to go do something random!" Jack stated, leaving Rebbo in the hands of the Chamoa, a monkey-like creature with tentacles sticking from it's back. One of these was holding the rope with Rebbo wrapped in it. The other nine or so were hanging from a tree, suspending himself in midair. The tentacles looked as though they could break bricks without trouble, so Rebbo kept his mouth shut as it talked.
"Where is Scalt, mammal?" It said with clenched teeth, barely suppressed anger anger easily visible in the air near him.
"Well.." Rebbo stammered, looking nervously at the animals nearby. "He was left on the ship when the Captain and I were thrown off by traitors."
"Well, why might have the rouges missed the leader of one of our peoples?" Inquired the Chamoa leader, speaking less angrily at Rebbo, in his strange English accent.
Rebbo thought a second before speaking. "Well, maybe.. um.. because of his unique phisique-" started Rebbo, before the Chamoa cut him off, looking actually humorous now. Apparently they changed moods fast.
"Its because he's tiny, isn't it?" The Chamoa asked with bright eyes. THIS certain Chamoa changed moods FAST. "Haha, Scalt does it again!"
"Shouldn't we go rescue him, elder silver? Asked some of the Leaders towards a graying squirrel with huge front claws.
"I think that there is no need to rescue Scalt. However, we must listen to what he says and take it all in. Calmly." The elder spoke in a slow, steady voice, which seemed to lull the crowd into a dull silence.
They didn't doubt the elder, Silver, Pearl and Ruby of the elders had the greatest hearing. The stories of them being able to detect a flea rustling were absolutely true.
All of a sudden, an unusually wet, muddy mound burst from the earth, shaking itself until it became clear.
"Scalt!" Cried someone in the crowd.

Hello!

Again I am sorry for not posting more often, I have busy sleeping for the last 13 hours or so.
It is a good way to let out steam.

Did you know that sleeping isnt determined by how long you stay up?
It is actually determined by how much stress you have.
So, if you are me, with my brother and sister, I sleep alot, but if you are my sister, who gets whatever she wants from me, she dosent want much -.-
But,of course, life dosent work that way. I have LESS time to sleep, 7th grade says so, and my sister gets 3 hours MORE... Stinks for me..
Oh well. It was good to sleep that long for once.

Recently, as you already know, I have gotten my very own Savings account, with a Paypal to match it.
I was planning to spend a little of it, but *blam* that was shot out of the air when the pops cannon gave me some terms to think of.
I asked to think about it during the day, and he agreed. I usually accept his terms, he is very nice with them, but this time, the two factors (me wanting that one thing for a good four months and the terms being as they usually were) forced me to decline. Its not good to wait 4 months for something and immediately take the FIRST deal that comes your way. It just wasn't worthwile, sorry pops >.<

Well, I am starting on another story that I promised someone I would make, so, until I post on this small scrap of internet again,
Xaviertrix

Some links for your amusement

Hello!
As you probably already know, a destructive virus, named "Personal Guard" has ravaged my mom's computer, destroying files, creating obsessive pop-ups, preventing internet use, and worst of all, completely disabled Mom and pops's adsense accounts AT THE SAME TIME. Hundreds of dollars accumulated were deleted, just in a heartbeat. We are not sure exactly how it happened, but all that we know is that mom's computer must be completely reset.
So, because I am feeling a bit down about that, I am going to share a few links with you guys who still read this little rambling stream of text in the great, vast ocean of STUFF known as... The internet.
So, I am going to clear away some of this stuff, and show you some of it that I personally think are incredibly awesome.

The first one, a certain author by the name of Wintermoon13, who I have previously mentioned, creates great writing so far, and is very nice, listening to all comments and reviews to her stories.
Wintermoon13 - http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2100708/wintermoon13

Here is a great 5 part animation named "There she is!!", all 5 videos total around a half hour. I recommend these videos to you guys: but, unfortunately, the links are rather confusing to aquire. Instead, I would advise you to google "There she is!!", and it will probably be the first result.

And one more, final link, is one to a music creator/remixer named unrl, or chungstarr as he prefers. I especially enjoy the final version of NightLight, it is very nice. http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/search/author/unrl

So, without further ado, I finish my post.
Xaviertrix

My birthday!!!

Hello readers! I have just woken up after eating WAY too much cake, and I now post on what happened, just as it did!

My family has just finished my birthday celebration, and it was the best one in a long time!
To start off, in the morning, after the word spread after an hour or so of school, EVERBODY was saying "happy birthday Francis" to me, so that was pretty awesome. During humanities I got to wear a paper crown that birthday people wear.. not much, and it itched, but it was cool. And at the end of Math, the teacher rallied everybody to sing the birthday song for me >.<
When I got home, we did something awesome: went to get my savings account!
We went to OnPoint, everything flowed smoothly, and an hour later, I walked out of there with an incredibly new, unused checkings account with $40 on it for me to spend!
Yay!
But just a few short minutes later, that was forgotten. I got to choose my own cake! A grand event over here ^.^
So, after driving into Albertsons, we walked over to the cake section. There were around fifteen, and most of them looked GREAT!
So, after ten minutes of hard deciding, I finally chose a double layer chocolate fudge cake! Yum!!!
We got it with a basic "Happy Birthday Francis!" and a skull and crossbones, to celebrate the day of the dead, and some french vanilla ice cream to supply us with some vanilla for the chocolate.
Immediately when we got home, I got bombarded with happy birthday calls from my family, and had some party poppers, magic sets, cards, and best of all, a set of German-designed, chinese made, super HD bass headphones!!!! They were incredible!
And then, after eating a delicious dinner of ravioli, it was time for the lights to go dim, and the whole family to sing "happy birthday" at me!
As I was posing for the camera above the cake for mom's picture, we all heard the dreaded noise come from it: The battery is dead noise.
So, I had to just wait for the batteries to find replacements as the candles became flickering stubs. We were all in good spirits though, everybody was bent over laughing.
And after that, it all went by in a flash. We cut the cake, we ate the cake and ice cream, and got a HUGE sugar rush, ran around for a few hours, then dropped down dead tired.
And that is the story of my birthday ^.^

Halloween candyz

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 17

Rebbo awoke alone, sitting atop a small pile of dirt, the lush vegitation surrounding him on all sides.
The ropes that held him earlier were lying nearby, the ropes had small, frayed notches in them, as though someone had tried to cut it, but had no thumbs to assist him.
He thought back..
And could not remember anything after he had made contact with the soft sand of the beach, when a giant white tentacle thing had saved his and the captain's life.
The captain!!
Rebbo suddenly remembered, and scanned the area for the captain. He wasn't there.
With slow movements, he stood up, and halfway through, he fell over backwards. There was still a rope tied around him!
There was only one rope, but it was tied around him in such a way that if he tried to stand up, it would pull taut and knock him over backwards. He looked over his shoulder to what it was tied to, thinking he might be able to loosen the knot.
But there was no knot.
Instead, the rope was leading directly into the ground.
Curious, Rebbo dug away at the dirt with his foot, and stopped when something MOVED under there.
The ground wobbled, and a Molys head popped out, and Rebbo got to look at one for the first time. The visible part sticking upwards as much as his first plastered flat onto the ground would.
Another way to describe it's head would be that "it looked like half of an elongated oval", or more bluntly, A perfectly smooth potato sticking out of the ground.
There were three facial features:
Two black beady eyes that appeared to convey emotion by changing shapes
A rather large pink nose that looked like an enlarge, oval jellybean protruded from it's face, and everything else was brown. The only other feature was a small scar a few centimeters from the left eye.
"Hello!" It said to Rebbo. "Im Jack!, What's your name?"
Rebbo was stunned for a second, but not for as long as the first time. "Rebbo.."
And the molys replied happily, "I'm a molys! I bet you havent seen one of us ever! We dont get too many humans on the island"
Jack reminded Rebbo of a kid wired on candy.
"Hey Jack... erm... could you take me to someone I could talk to about serious stuff?"
"OK!" Yelled Jack enthusiastically, and, apparently with strength incredible compared to size, pulled Rebbo's rope to the west, with Rebbo having nothing to do but follow

Just a side note..

Xaviertrix is pronounced Zay-ver-tricks

Home improvents part 1!!!

I finally get around to writing this!!
It has been a mixed up week, with the Halloween theme going around (I really wouldn't ask me WHY this affects my writing if I was my parents) and really messing up my view of things.
Today though, its time for the..... um..... highly anticipated! Home improvements part oneee!!!
Recently, we have done some improvements on a massive scale!
First off, we pressure washed EVERYTHING, the walls, The studio, the cars, ALL of the walls, the ground... everything was covered in a sheet of water. It was cool!
Next, we moved "the office"... A small portable office. It was moved about fifteen feet from where it had been sitting for the last four years, and it was now in its final resting place.
The studio, Tommy's toy room, has been reorganized so that the bunk bed on the top can be brought down, giving him more toy roomz >_>, as well as more room for his pet lizard, Charlie!
We have planted grass seed everywhere, and covered it in straw. This will help it grow undisturbed.
The garden has provided us with some corn, and we ate it up greedily. The lettuce was eaten a loong time ago ^.^
And so, until next time...
Xaviertrix

MUAHAHAHHAHAHAAA! TEH HALLOWEEN TIMES!

I AM XAVIERTRIX, KING OF GHOSTS!
LOOK UPON THIS MANUSCIRIPT, MORTAL,
AND COWER IN FEAR!*

The Halloween of October 31st,
a time when all the lands are cursed
when ghosts run freely without a care
and banshees float lowly with grime in their hair
zombies do walk with a craving for brains
and a dead conductor crashes trains
when the bats converge
and the Lego bricks merge (Yay for bad rhyme!!!)
Halloween will be all upon us.

This is my first poem - sorry if it stunked ^.^
-Xaviertrix

my cooking skillz ^.^

In this short post, I will be showing off my awesome cooking skills, all learned in the past month! Here are some of the things I can create:

1 - Crapes, good with whipped cream ^.^
2 - Fried rice, a dish with assorted veggies, egg and some fried rice to top it off!
3 - Nachos, kinda self explanatory
4 - Bread sticks in pizza dip, also somewhat self explanatory, with garlic bread ^.^
5 - Potato soup/chowder tastes good with crackers
6 - Pizza! OM NOM NOM NOM!!!!
and 7 - chocolate chip cookies! (whose recipe I lost!)

Sorry for teh shortness >.<
Xaviertrix

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 16

As Rebbo hit the water, he immediately woke up, taking in an enormous breath of air just before he went under, the captain doing the same.
This was the end, he thought, his death imminent.
His lungs craved air, but he couldn't give them any. The ropes wrapped around him made it so he couldn't swim, and as a bonus sank faster. Hope was all gone.
His movements became slow and sluggish, and he passed out.
About ten seconds later, he was flying through the air.
Rebbo and the captain both grabbed in great lungfuls of air before impact, and landed into the soft sand of the island, surprisingly a soft landing.
A little molys came up out of the ground, saying 'hi' and then pulled a knife out of the ground. Nobody knew how they could carry stuff, and they probably never would know.
After trying MANY ways to cut the rope, the molys decided to just grab it in his mouth, then saw it away.
As soon as Rebbo was free, he cut the captain' rope, and the molys decided to lead them to the consul.
So, they followed the little head moving in the dirt that the ground somehow filled up behind.

A full week later...

Well. It is done.
My project that had taken six more days then it should have is gone, sent out to the teacher.
You avid readers can actually watch it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYd60_8Xu_8, to see the results of my work.
I think it turned out pretty well, but it took WAY too long trying to find a way to format into apple computers, so we figured that the only way was to upload it onto the one place everything in the universe could watch:
Youtube.
I also found out a wonderful author who I would like you guys to read about and support, http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2100708/wintermoon13.
Tomorrow morning will be the next post on my story, and this break has given me many of new ideas!

A saturday done and gone.. dang...

Saturday is over! Dang!
I was hoping that the day would go on forever..
To start off, I woke up late, at around 9, and watched TV.
By the time they were ending, we got a surprise, one of Mom's friends came over!
She hadn't for the last few months, so this was a big deal!
So, after saying hi and asking how things had been, I went back to my common Saturday schedule:
1.TV
2.Play

Unfortunately, out of nowhere it started POURING outside, so that eliminated playing out there..
It was as dark as night for THREE HOURS from the rain, but mom and pops got a bit done outside.
Then, when the sun came out, I went outside and used a plastic baseball bat to smack the straw that Tommy was throwing at me! (Don't ask.)
I was pooped after a while, and then came inside to write this blog ^.^

Soz ppl!

Hi!
Sorry for not posting, but I have had a REALLY busy week.
First, I get accepted into the yearbook crew..
Then, I get my nerves strung when report cards are coming out later in the week...
And as soon as I realize my report card is great, mostly max possible scores, I get the first project that I can prove my worth on!!
(A required to be computer-made project about climate change/global warming)
I am creating one with Sony Vegas 9, and since this is my first time using anything like this, it's not perfect. But I also think that it will be more.. epic then a rap about how the planet is heating up.
So I am spending ALL of my computer time to work on this project, full voice distortions and everything!
So I apologize for not writing much, I will soon.
Thanks

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 15

As the door banged open, Scalt's ears rang. He was hiding in his clump of dirt again, praying that he wouldn't be seen.
Amazingly, the sailors were more worried then mean at that minute, and just bagged up the captain and Rebbo then left the cabin. Yay.
So, Scalt was safe for now, but for how much longer?

Back in the forest, the animals were freaking out. How much longer could Scalt hold out? As soon as his guard came, back alone, only one soul was restless. But that soul was the one most likely to intervene.

Deep underwater, a strange being sensed the distress of the animals. Unfortunately, a large anchor was trapping him down there. The animals would have to solve the problem themselves, but two splashes told him that there was one thing he could do to help...

And just a minute beforehand, the crew had dumped the two tied and gagged people off of the boat.

Yay! Im special!(Ish!)

Yay! I got into the school yearbook crew! (Which is saying something.)
Only 15 out of sixty people got in, and out of those 15, only 5 were seventh graders (if you were wondering, that's what grade im in). So, essentially, its a big deal.
In the yearbook crew, members have a once a week meeting in the media center and discuss our jobs.
One week, we may be decorating the cafeteria for a party, or taking pictures around the school for the end of the year book we are named for.
We also may occasionally go to school before or after classes to set up or take down stuff for concerts and groups that may be performing.
All in all, it is a fun job, and I think that I will be good at it.
Sorry for slowing down on TRPE (story), but I will have a good post up and running this afternoon (unlikely) or tommorow morning (likely). So, thanks for reading, and have a good Monday! (It's Monday?? School again? I was getting so used to weekend...)
-Xaviertrix

Weekend chaos and Rare Purple Elephant pt. 14

Urgh. Weekends.
Especially 3 day ones...
I apologize for not posting thus far, as I am usually sleeping during weekends..
:(
So, without further ado, I am going to post the next part of the story! (Yay!)

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 14

The door burst open, but that was because there was a scuffle outside, and for what Scalt saw, but the zonked out people had no idea what was happening.
Joe, John and James were wielding crowbars, and they were, rather unsuccessfully, trying to beat the gramdov, named Vodmarg, was easily fending them off.
His overly long arms had special capabilities, which apparently meant that they were STRETCHY, the mud splitting up into bands on his arms when he did that, coming back into position when he pulled them back in.
The mud was very potent, even a direct hit from the crowbar on one of his long army hits didn't crack it.
Repeatidly, Vodmarg used his arms like yo-yos, striking out at anyone who got close enough.
All of a sudden, Jack bursts in, and throws a crowbar at Vodmarg's head.
With a quick reflex, his arm shoots up, unfortunately leaving parts of his right arm without casing.
The crowbar struck one of these spots, and the gramdov shrieked in pain.
After that, there was no competition, and Vodmarg was tossed into the water. Gramdovs hate water more then anything else.
Vodmarg's armor started to melt, pouring off of him, turning the water brown.
Before he could sink though, two large scaled birds came and brought him back to the island, with enough armor on to still shield every part of him from view.
Now came a bad dillema. There were at least four villanous sailors on the boat, and a nearly defenseless leader was sitting in a corner. Great.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 13

The strange animals were in an uproar. The humans had taken one of them onto their boat.
The molys were yelling, yet nobody would listen to the small creatures. Scalt tired of fighting a currently loosing battle, so he burrowed back to his colony and began to issue quick orders.
As the consul started to lead the ambush on the human race, (they were not thinking straight,) the ground fell out from beneath them, and they all fell into a huge, dug-in-the-last-30-seconds pit, with a look of wondering and confusion on their faces, rational thoughts finally pouring in.
Suddenly, at the top of the pit, Scalt appeared.
He called down to the animals in the pit, and told them to get their heads on straight. Scalt started to tell them something, but was greeted by around half of the consul yelling.
Scalt made a whistling noise, and after a few seconds of small, burrowing like noises, the yellers fell down a few more feet.
"Now, you can listen to me, or you can try to climb out of that hole yourselves."
Scalt knew the truth, and he was going to have to take the time to tell the whole island before blood got shed.

Back on the boat, the crew of five people were closing up the unused cabin with it's new resident.
The crewmembers, named John, Joe, James, Jack, and Bob. Bob was the smart one and the leader of the bunch, contrary to the reputation of his name. In fact, that was what got him started on this whole business. But that story is for later.

Meanwhile, as it was the evening, the captain and Rebbo were having some tea in the captain's cabin. It was good to have it, as the temperature in the place took wierd dips and jumps, such as being quite hot and stuffy in the morning, a nice, refreshing cool at night (picture our night, just easier to breathe and more refreshing), then moderate temperature during the majority of the day, the temperature that a cool sunrise on a desert would be like, and bitterly cold for an hour before the cool cold set in.
So, the two found that the cure for this cold was to drink a piping hot cup of tea in the cabin heated by the water boiled for the tea. They were drinking this mix when, all of a sudden, a strange creature burst into their cabin ON THEIR BOAT.

The captain immediately felt his jaw and arms drop like bricks, spilling the tea all over the table, and then onto both his and Rebbo's laps.
The gramdov (strange creature that most resembles a human on the island, although is short, stocky, ALWAYS has a suit of body armor constructed of special mud, has long arms and are very inteligent. Lack the ability to speak. Also, nobody knows what they look like without armor. They are also incredibly strong.) got a good bout of internal laughter from watching those two humans bounce around trying to get something cold to pour on their pants, knocking over stuff in the process.
Five minutes later, they got their wits together and their new pants on, and were confronting the strange creature. Even stranger, they realized that it was holding a chunk of dirt nearly as big as it was.
Noticing that the humans were finally paying attention to it, the gramdov set down the chunk of dirt, and the humans heard a faint "OW!" from it.
The gramdov stepped to the side, and stood there, bodyguard style. He seriously looked scary with his overly long, flat arms crossed.
The captain and Rebbo focused their attention on the clump of dirt. Could this possibly be a strange animal as well? A clump of dirt one would be hard to tell from others...
All of a sudden, the dirt clump cried out, "I am not a dirt clump!!!"
To which the captain boldly replied, "Baht ye shur look leik one!" Then gave a little laugh at his badly made joke.
The dirt clump gave a 'humph' sound for outrage, then it started to quiver.
Then the molys leader's head popped out.
You can imagine the look of surprise on the human's faces.
A molys' head is a strange thing.
It is covered by somewhat thick brown skin, with two beady eyes and a pink nose. That was pretty much all there was to his head, and not a single non-molys soul had ever seen the body below the head, and that was probably how it was going to stay for the rest of eternity.
"Who captured Clanky?" Scalt calmly asked.
"Clanky?" asked both the captain and Rebbo.
"We diunnt taek one of yer bloomin aminals, we jus came ter go seghtseein!"
"The captain means that we didn't take anything from this island, we just came here to visit."
"Is that so?" asked Scalt. They were telling the truth, if they weren't, his bodyguard would be restless. The gramdov was still standing calmly by the door.
"Then what human would take one of us?"

About at that time, after getting their wits in order, both the captain and Rebbo realized that the strange mole creature was TALKING to them.
A few seconds later, they were out cold from bewilderment.

Inside the locked cabin, a screech wailed out. "WEASORQ!!!" This was what the common wasorq would call in destress. Clanky was a weasorq.
Without hesitation, Scalt ordered his bodyguard, named Gaul, to hide him in a corner shrouded in shadow, then go and get Clanky.
A few minutes after leaving, Scalt heard human footsteps outside the door.
This was bad.

A thing or two about me.. and preview at next epic post!

Hi!
I have come to realize that you, as my readers, know nearly nothing about me, other then those pictures of me and my siblings, and the infers you make by reading this blog.
So, without much further ado, I hereby start the post!
I am about four feet nine and a half inches tall, being the third shortest in seventh grade (not to mention only a little less then average sized for a sixth grader), and I am always seen with either a thin nike jacket with long sleeves on or around my waist, or a medium sized gray one. I prefer the gray one.
I have black hair, somewhat big hands, and brown eyes.
My skin is on the white side, actually quite pale. My nose is rather like a tiny squash or something, and I ALWAYS wear long pants at school, with the exception of gym class.
I am usually seen with my glasses on, they are somewhat like rounded squares. Ask for me, and nearly everybody knows who I am. Must be my charming personality.

Preview:

The strange animals were in an uproar. The humans had taken one of them onto their boat.
The molys were yelling, yet nobody would listen to the small creatures. Scalt tired of fighting a currently loosing battle, so he burrowed back to his colony and began to issue quick orders.
As the consul started to lead the ambush on the human race, (they were not thinking straight,) the ground fell out from beneath them, and they all fell into a huge, dug-in-the-last-30-seconds pit, with a look of wondering and confusion on their faces, rational thoughts finally pouring in.
Suddenly, at the top of the pit, Scalt appeared.
He called down to the animals in the pit, and told them to get their heads on straight. Scalt started to tell them something, but was greeted by around half of the consul yelling.
Scalt made a whistling noise, and after a few seconds of small, burrowing like noises, the yellers fell down a few more feet.
"Now, you can listen to me, or you can try to climb out of that hole yourselves."
Scalt knew the truth, and he was going to have to take the time to tell the whole island before blood got shed.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 12

The island was swathed in silent voices.
The native animals were communicating in their counsel, what should they do?
The island's main line of defense had obviously not attacked the intruders on the dinghy, meaning that they were friendly.
The problem was, this had never happened before, so nobody knew how to take it.
The bird that Rebbo saw was none other then the equivalent of a governor of paraclan, Rebbo saw her when she had been talking to one of her friends, a mole type creature that was also native to this island. The moliys (what the mole things were called) were peaceful, and didn't dig holes everywhere aboveground, mainly because they were thinking up better inventions. The moliys were the inventor clan. Their leader, a young ambitious fellow, never doing what he was told, was looking at the human, wondering why he looked so funny.
There was a large argument going on in the meeting.
"Kick them out!" yelled half of the group.
"Lets examine them more!" yelled the other half.
The leader of the island, which this year happened to be an energetic dark green sloth, quickly counted and stated that out of the thirty-five clans in the consul, seventeen voted for kick, and 17 voted examine. That didn't add up.
He counted heads, 35.
"Vote?" came the molys leader, only sixteen years of age (on the island, average lifespan is 100 years).
"What vote?"
The leader next to him, a turtle that stood on two legs and had developed arm muscles, (the leader of the slowpoclan, one of the nine defenders) said nicely that the vote was for if the islanders should kick out the people, or let them explore a bit.
The molys leader, whos name was Scalt, didn't look at the thirty-four glaring at him when he cast his vote.
"We should let them stay for awhile!"

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 11

After hiking around for awhile, Rebbo found that he was unable to find any more strange and exotic animals. The only form of animal life he saw at all were tree and banana slugs!
What a disappointment.
Rebbo walked slowly back to the boat, as the sun was starting to get low in the sky.
The native wildlife brought up their courage and looked through the bushes. Their eyes were not scary or menacing, as some novels might lead you to believe.
They peered at their visitor, and sensed his sadness. Knowing peace was the only way, they had to stay hidden. Most humans couldn't be trusted.

Back on the boat, the captain was drinking a hot cup of coffee when Rebbo came in, forcing himself to look bright and cheery.
"Dihed theings geh wehl en teh oysland?" He asked sleepily. For some reason, whenever the captain drank coffee he would drift off, pretty much the opposite of the normal reaction.
Rebbo understood most of the words this time, and said the hike went great in a monotone.
The captain nodded and dismissed him to bed, and Rebbo was all to happy to oblige.
Judging by the dull monotone, captain Oasis was quite sure that things did not go very well. Things would go better in the morning for him.

The sailors were cooking for themselves, a difficult task in itself with the limited kitchen utensils onboard. However, this night, for some strange reason, they were cooking with less of them then usual. Sneaky.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 10

Rebbo pushed through the light foliage, making his way slowly towards the center, slashing at the thicker parts with his machete.
All of a sudden, there was a flurry of wings and feathers, and a bird which he should have seen earlier, with it's astonishing colors, a vivid yellow chest, bright blue wings and a green belly.
He was just stunned there, his mind a little dazed at seeing the colors mix when the bird flapped. Then the bird called, just like a parrot, "Go away!" and flew off.
Woah. It was too late to take a picture, and it had taken all of it's feathers with it, so no souvenirs there.. oh well!
But Rebbo kept a positive attitude, an even though he was energetic, his arm was getting tired from slashing through the increasingly thick vines and branches. He was one third of the way into the island, and, as ironic as it was, he was going on one of the two routes that held barely any spectacular animals. Yeesh..

Back onboard the ship, the captain and his men were drinking some tea, getting ready for some adventure.
When he was in conversation with one of the four men, two of them were appearing to have polite conversation, but in fact, what they were really talking about has much darker origins.

DUN DUN DUNNNN!!!

THE GORGE!!! FINALLY!!!

After a long few weeks of waiting, it happens. THE FIRST FIELD TRIP!!!
I was sure to be ready in the morning, so I woke up early, perhaps a little too early, at 5, and was so tired that I plopped back down to sleep.
Two and a half hours later, at 7:30 I was awoken by a call from mom, get ready, the bus comes in a half hour. Uh oh.
So I hurried to take a shower, eat my malt-o-meal (the most nutritional breakfast cereal around), pull my stuff together, (which wasn't much, just a clipboard and pencils, with some lunch) and rush out the door.
Great way to start the day.
The bus ride was uneventful, as only 1/3 of the people I talk/listen to were there (listening to them fight was more fun then talking), as one was sick and the other went to the orthodontist. But there was something to talk about, as yesterday at the end of the trip to school, I dared Will and Manuel (two of the three people, the other was named Drew) to refer and talk to each other by each other's names. If they could pull that off for 24 hours, I would give them each five bucks.
Manuel forgot about 24 hours, he just thought it was until the end of the day. So, when I got on the bus, I asked him where Will was, and his exact words were "Will? I dunno, he went to the orthodontist or something...
And that was when he pretty much remembered the '24 hours' and the bet ended. Yay for me!
Upon arriving at school, I grabbed my stuff and headed to first period, science. Apparently there were three classes, and ours was the one that had to be split in half. Crud.
After twenty minutes of confusion and mayhem, we were on the bus, and I was with my group, just 3 girls and one other guy. He was cool though, and the bus ride was fine, especially with one of my friends in the seat behind me :), we talked and played some games. The 45-minute bus ride flew by quite fast.
When we got to the first stop, a walk past the gorge itself, with signs in places to show information, it was also a great view.
On that 40 minute hike, not much was learned, it was just a great experience to get the best view of the wide and quite impressive gorge in the earth. It was calming, actually, even with all the talking. Unfortunately, I was unable to take my camera on this part of the field trip, so I couldn't get any pictures :( Oh well...
We then took another drive on the bus to Yahkeena falls, also the lunch area, which meant that the field trip was around a third over... oh maaan...
Then we walked up the side of the hill, about .3 miles, and we got to the bridge at the top of Yahkeena falls, and the view was enchanting.
A great wall of water was rushing down, splitting up on the rocks below into many tendrils, which weaved and meshed all the way down the hill. There was a cave near the falls, which was dry and quite cozy, if not a little musty.
And the best part was, you walk up that relatively small distance, and as soon as you get on the bridge, you are blasted with a refreshing mist of cool water! It was awesome.

After we got back on the bus, we went to another falls, this time Horsetail, which was, in my opinion, not as great as Yahkeena, but nearly as good in a different way.
Trekking up on the long half mile climb was hard, but rewarding, as halfway up there was an amazing view of the surrounding forest, with a great river barge crossing the gorge. I took a picture, but it came out all fuzzy, the camera didn't zoom very well :/
When we got to the top, I was quite breathless, both because the climb was hurried, so I was quite tired, but also because of the path.
It curved behind the waterfall into a cave, with the waterfall shooting off of it like water from a garden hose. The inside of the cave was dry, and there were green tinted rocks in there!!! Cool!!
I took a picture of it, but again, the zoom kinda made it look less impressive.. Oh well. It was awesome as it was anyway.

Then we got on the bus, we realized we were headed back to school!! We had yet to see Multnomah falls!
This was a dissapointment to everybody on the bus, ending our field trip in a semi-dark cloud, but thinking upon what we saw, (the teachers made this more of a fun field trip then an educational one,) we realized that the first field trip of 7th grade was one to be remembered!

The gorge field trip

Yay!
We are finally getting the first field of the school year, to the gorge!
We will be learning about mudslides, rockslides and water formations there, and it seems fun.
One half of the team (around 100 kids and 15 adults) will start at the front of the gorge, and the other at the back. After about three hours, we will meet in the middle, then gradually switch places, around a 6 hour hike looking at some of the greatest waterfalls in the United States.
I can't wait.

In the meantime, we have to cancel our wi-fi service, so that pretty much stops me from using the internet for games and reading my stories :(

And so, until next post, probably tomorrow, bye readers!

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 9

Rebbo shivered with anticipation.
He and the captain stepped onto the shore, which felt somehow finer, more natural, even through their boots.
Rebbo gazed around, remembering his camera. He snapped off a photo for whatever he might need it for. He wouldn't need it, the orange shrubbery and the strange, yet natural looking, trees would stay in his mind forever.
The beach was normal looking, and wound it's way around the island. The caps of the mountains were pure white, the bottoms a nice, organic brown.
Looking carefully, he could see a lagoon in the distance. This would be a great adventure to explore.

at the edge of the forest, the captain asked if he could go back to the ship to get the crew and some supplies, and Rebbo agreed. The captain walked back across the beach, and Rebbo towards the forest, which, if he looked closely, was also a jungle.
Strange and exotic noises rumbled from within, and Rebbo again shivered with anticipation.
So, unknowing that he was the first human to do so for many, many years, Rebbo passed into the jungle.

>.<

Hello readers! (Jorge)
Sorry about the delay in writing, the next post should hopefully be what becomes of our heroes on the mysterious island.
I again apologize for not posting yesterday, as the moment I got home from school, everybody immediately went over to my parent's friends house to stay for the weekend, and I had to come.
The reason I couldn't post yesterday was because of the wierd settings on my computer. If I try to use their wi-fi, the screen turns blue and the computer crashes (presario X1000 unmodified, if anyone wants to help), so that ruled my computer out of the question.
Just now, pops found that, although his was also unable to connect to his friends, he could connect to the wi-fi across the street, so here I am, writing.
Our stay here has been cozy, Thomas finally being able to watch the animal channel as much as he wants, and I get to sleep uninterrupted. Yay!
So, until next post (probably when I wake up at noon)
-Xaviertrix

A little down for the weather

Sorry for not posting yesterday, I will post the next part of the story later today.
Yesterday I was feeling like I had swallowed a pineapple, my throat felt so bad. But I wanted to go, and went to school anyway.
The day was uneventful, starting really late at 7:45, just giving me enough time to eat and change clothes, them im off to the bus.
Im glad I went, for on that day we actually did something interesting in science, we went outside to go and create simulations of mudslides. We were given fifteen minutes and a watering can to do this, but, unfortunately, since there were pine needles everywhere, they stopped the mud from going two inches. Dang.
Then the day went normally, learning about Mesopotamia in Humanities, and I was REALLY lucky that I came that day, because the Teen Living teacher gave out scones!!! They were awesome!
Then came lunch, which was normal up until we got the break period, and I saw an old friend, or you might put it as rival on the air hockey table.
We dished out all our best moves on one single, epic, fifteen minute game that probably ten people were watching. Last year, I could only score two points on him before he beat me, and this time, I won by one point!!!! I hope we play again tommorow.
In Gym, we played flash football again, and it isn't so bad, actually. It's just that the best player on my team has to learn to throw a maybe two feet less far... If not for that, we would have won, but the other team won 1-0, a close game...
Then came another uneventful math class, and then I went home, then took a nap, ate a bit, and went to bed.

Glaciers!

Breaking from the story to make it seem a little more dramatic, i have decided to write about my day! (Well my day yesterday, as it is much easier to write in the morning, away from the yelling and screaming.)
It started out like any other:
I wake up and sit around being groggly for a half hour. (lol)
Eat
Shower
Then I went up to the bus, and had another fifteen minute wait until the bus came, as with the route he is running, you could be missing the bus at 8:30, or waiting for it at 8:40. But once you get on, you get to talk to friends and do unschool related stuff with them. I like the morning bus ride (afternoon everyone is just tired).
Immediately when going to school, I went to science, and learned the best lesson so far.
Glaciers.
They are big chunks of ice and snow that move slowly over the land, scraping up dirt and rock, eroding it away.
The Grand Canyon and Loch Ness were formed in this manner. Some glaciers are thousands of miles thick!!! (Such as the one covering Antartica)
We learned, and went to the next period.
Humanities and Language A (man i dont like saying that... dunno why..) was pretty dull, we just read out of the textbook and did a worksheet.
Then was teen living, which I would say is my favorite period, where we just wrote down facts and information for kitchen safety in our notebooks (slow day...)
Lunch was good, but, as I personally found out first, the new pucks that the school cafeteria got for the air hockey table dont fit through the goal posty thing. They won't pop out the other end of it, they just stay in there and jam it. So that was a bummer.
Gym we started playing flash football, and i found out i don't like football.
Then, in Math, we learned negative numbers a little bit more (piece of cake, i learned negatives when I was 8 from pbs kids), then went back home.
When home, I watched TV with Tommy and Kawena for a while, then went to bed.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 8

The captain himself had gladly taken Rebbo over to the mysterious island in the little rowboat attached to the side of the large boat named "The New Discovery" and rapidly rowed it towards shore.

All of a sudden, even though the captain was still rowing, the boat suddenly stopped.
The crew was getting some nap time, so nobody could see the outline in the water, but the two people on the boat just assumed it was some reefs or stuff.
They pulled back, and tried going another way, but to no avail. It seemed as though they would have to move again.
They tried moving back, but that didn't work either!!
They were beginning to get frustrated. Rowing a dinghy is hard work, you know, especially when you are trying to go over something with it.
They rowed as hard as they could, but could not free the dinghy. Great.

Rebbo looked around and considered shouting to the boat for help, when he saw a little white blob on the side of the boat. He looked some more.
There were a few white blobs peeking out of the water surrounding the boat.
Rebbo let curiosity take the better of him, and he poked one. squishy... he couldn't describe it though.
Suddenly, they sank away smoothly, and the captain shouted "OY ded it! E'ts go ter shore neow ye slewpoke!!
Rebbo suggested that they should go to shore now.
The captain and Rebbo got along so well...

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 7

Rebbo awoke to the captain pouring a bucket of water over his face.
“Oy leddie, ye ave en eout for eh good seex ours!”
As usual, Rebbo had no idea what he was saying.
This was a great way to start off after that last batch of weirdness happened.

After freshening up, Rebbo walked up onto the deck, and immediately had to sit down from the sight he saw.

It was an island, a circular island about thirty miles wide. The boat was docked a couple feet from the shore, and the view was spectacular.
On the island, there was a dense forest with sounds of all sorts of creatures emitting from it, with the small bay that he had not noticed they were docked in, a mountainous peak that faded off into the distance, with a waterfall running off of it into a clear lagoon.
The air was fresh and smelled free of pollution, and breathing was easier.
Looking out to sea, Rebbo saw that it went on and on, the only thing messing up that picture was the big whirlpool blotting out the normality, with a blue light shining within.
That must have been the cause of the weirdness.
But still, now that things kind of made sense, Rebbo called to the captain to take a boat down.
“Ye be asplorin already laddie? Ye got a breaver hart then oy imagined! Im with ye!”
For once, rebbo understood what he said. And he agreed

Hmm...

Hi readers!
I am going to take a small break in the elephant story for a post or two for some other stuff.
Since last night I was sleeping over at a friend's house, and found a really funny website, icanhasmotivation.com, full of funny posters and stuff.
I am really tired right now, so i will leave you with that site to mess around with and have a hearty laugh at...
Xaviertrix

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 6

Their destination was directly in front of them, or at least in front of where the map said the island should be.
During the time that Rebbo had sailed from the side of the bermuda triangle, he had turned quite green and upchucked repeatidly over the side of the ship in in the rain. He was grumpy, to say the least.
Now he was at where his island should be, and there was nothing there!!!
He was beginning to think he should have gone to Africa instead.

All of a sudden, the captain yells out "Oye! Dehr be eh greyt weend eh blewin meester Rehboh! Ye best be gehtin insoyd!"
Rebbo had no idea what he said.
That was when the strangest thing happened, and it burned itself into everybody's brains for all eternity.

In the place where the island would be, a big glowing blue HOLE in the water appeared, like a vortex, and the ship was sucked down, Rebbo holding onto the prow for dear life.
As they went down, they managed to scramble into the captain's quarters, and were stuck on the roof for a while as they plummeted downward.

Suddenly, they started floating, as though there was no gravity, and they were smacked against the floor as the boat rose up, up up...

Suddenly, all was still, and four unconcious men were lying in the cabin.
Dang.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 5

The high seas.
Sailing from Florida to the middle of the Bermuda triangle was going to be nerve wracking, especially since all of the crew were getting rather edgy, seeing as their destination was in a place where ships were not destined to go.
This is where Rebbo also realized he got seasick easily.
So, for the three days for the fast boat to get to it's destination, the sun was out and shining, and Rebbo just spent his time on deck. He also got the side of the ship a nice green color. He had to pay extra for that.
So, three days later, when the side of the triangle came into view, Rebbo finally stopped loosing his food and stared at it.
There should have been an island, and he knew how to explain it.
It was possible that the tides covered it up, and it only came up every couple years.
Of course, he knew that if that was the case, the animals and elephants would have to live in caves, and that would make everything look funny, but it was ok.. seeing them would be good enough.

"Aye! The Tre'eangle be in sight!" Yelled the Irish captain. He spoke in thick irish, and it was sometimes hard to understand.
So Rebbo walked over to the front of the boat, and just as he passed over where the edge of the triangle was, a shiver went through his body. Probably just anticipation, he thought.
That was when the storm rolled in, and everything started to get freaky.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 4

It seemed like only yesterday that Rebbo had thought up the crazy idea of going to a mythical island that nobody said exists to find an animal of the same nature.
He was going anyway.
If he was correct, the island would "appear" in between the time he was leaving and a day later. He had his course, his crew, his supplies, and he was ready.
Ready to live that life of adventure he half-wanted for awhile.
Before he knew it, it was time to depart, and he was being rushed onto his boat, a fast yet durable one that an expert helped him choose.
Time was wasting, his captain said, and he got onboard.
Rebbo brought very little luggage, just his toothbrush and toothpaste, a couple mechanical pencils, notebook, some canned goods and a bit of clothes. Nothing like what the internet said he should bring, but he felt that there was some cosmic alignment to be followed.
So, just upon leaving, he said goodbye to everyone again, and set off in a way-too-dramatic show. He would probably be back in a few days.

Problems started arise then, like how, when he told the captain the location, he yelled something like "blasphemic barnicles!" and shouted that it was smack dab in the middle of the bermuda triangle. Oh Boy.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 3

Rebbo was going to explore. This opportunity was nearly impossible to pass up for one as interested in elephants as he was, especially legendary ones.
So, in three weeks Rebbo was set to leave, yet still had a few loose ends to tie up until then.
He went to the milk guys to tell them to pause his orders until he came back, the mailmen to hold his letters, and all his friends that he was going away for awhile.
He finished tying up his loose ends, and then began packing and doing all the financial stuff.
He sold off some of the stuff he had never gotten around to, like that old cabinet that had been sitting in his closet for a couple years and the couple thousand marbles he had invested into.
During this time, he had gotten more things done then he had in the last 3 years. He also found that the marbles that he had gotten for $23 altogether were worth over $2,400!!! (And nobody would buy the cabinet).
So, three weeks later, he pulled some strings and managed to keep his apartment room, but let some other people rent it while he was away.
And finally, he went online and searched for a boat for lease.
He found one, and it was quite costly, but it would be a fun trip if it was really possible.
He got himself a crew, and a good week before it was time to go, he was ready.
The time was nearly there, and Rebbo was ready.

The rare purple elephant pt. 2

Before I continue, I ask of you to think of what YOU would do in this situation.
for all of his life, Rebbo had always wanted to see the rare purple elephants, but he had been saving up money for ten years to visit his family in Africa again.
It was a frustrating choice for him. His insides raged inside him.
Rebbo looked up some information online, and he found, that approximetly the island would SUPPOSEDLY appear in twenty two days, yet he knew that Africa would be there for a couple million years.
Either way, he decided that he had to act now.
He had enough money to either explore the island or go to Africa for ten years.
So, he went to his boss, a man named Fred, and kindly asked for a while off.
Fred said a month, as long as he confirmed if he needed more time.
Rebbo had made his decision


**Sorry for the short part, I was in a rush for the finale of Americas Got Talent!!!**

Xaviertrix

Story!

Today I decided to not just write another account on what I did, but instead I will just write you a story, and this is how it goes.

The Rare Purple Elephant By Francis Kohler

There was once a lawyer called Rebbo by his associates, and if you think it was a strange nickname, you should rethink that. Rebbo said that you only live once, and so you should live it as interesting as you can. Strange nicknames add to that.
Rebbo was a lawyer, but he was only truly interested in one thing: Elephants.
Ever since he was a young lad adopted from England into africa, he had always awed the great elephants that would walk around his adopted father's great stretch of land.
He would spend hours gazing at the only signs of life, and grew a fascination of them.
When he was old enough, he was accepted into Harvard Law School, from all of his homeschooling.
One day he would go back to the little terrain where he grew up, and spend a few years living there.
But up until then, he was going to continue being an unsuccesful lawyer, and he still didn't know why. It was quite obvious, the reason being he was always too distracted to do his job correctly.
Everybody liked him, so no one was rude in telling him this. He always seemed to take strangely somehow, such as once when someone told him to get his head in the game, and he did for the next fifteen minutes, but then fell back into looking at whatever was in his head.
Whenever he got lucky, he saved the money for what he called the elephant fund, which was supposed to mean that one day he would use that money to return to Africa.

One day, he was reading the newspaper in his office, unlike everybody else, who just went online and read it. Rebbo preferred the newspaper, as he didn't like going too modern.
That was when he saw a date and line of text in a small box.
"August 23rd, 2010. Reporter claims to have seen purple elephant in his dreams. Writer who wrote this fired."
The newspapers were coming on hard times, but that wasn't what was interesting him.
His adoptive father had told him the story of the Rare Purple Elephant, which was on an island that was open to the world but one month every sixty nine years, three months and two and a half days.
This was his chance! He had always wanted to see if the elephants were true, but he also wanted to go to Africa.
He had to decide.


To be continued...

-Xaviertrix

The first day of school

Hooray! The first day of school has finally arrived!
I woke up extra early, and quickly took a shower and got ready, spending maybe a half hour tops.
So, I just ran around trying to bottle my energy until it was time to go to the bus.
As I was waiting, a friend got down from his house, and we began to discuss what happened during summer break.
He went on several trips, went camping, and spent some quality time with my family, I told him how I performed the woodcraft and stuff.
Before we knew it, the bus had arrived, and we got on and I found my BEST friend sitting there. Lucky me!
For the rest of the bus drive (30 minutes, seeing as it was a little late) we talked about what we did, laughing at the funny parts. School came into view, and everybody ran in, eager to start school.
I went to Mrs. vandenHooff, and as I got in, I knew I was going to have to start from scratch.
There was one person from my class the previous year, and absolutely everybody else was new. Dang.

So, school certainly started interesting, as I got there 20 minutes late thanks to the bus, so everybody else already knew what to do. The teacher told us again though, thankfully. It was time to walk through the school learning the rules and stuff we need to know.
It was pretty uneventful, just going to various places learning the same things:
No running, food, drinks, screaming, or being mean.
We wrote them down, and upon getting back to the core classes, we kept on hearing the rules: No being late, interrupting or bringing chips.
Finally upon arriving to Gym class did we start realizing the harshness of the price cuts affecting our nations. We had to chunk Gym and Health together, meaning that we had to WRITE in gym class, the one period where nobody is expected to use their brains too much. That REALLY bugs me.
I guess it would be OK, next year things will be back to normal.
I then got shipped off to Teen Living, which was pretty fun for a cooking class. We just told funny stories and played games, but next week that is to change >.< dang.

Soon, We went to lunch, where I ate quickly and went over to the field, where I met up with some of my old buds, where I found that only one thing had really changed:
someone who used to look like me kinda, sorta cut his hair short, and his head looks really long now...

Next, I just went over to science, where we learned of some more games, then we got assigned lockers, I got a decent partner, and everybody quickly departed from the day that seemed very short.

On the way back, everybody just talked, myself included.
Upon arrival home, I took a nap, and I just recently woke up.

So, until next post,

-Xaviertrix

the Oregon Museum of Science and Industry

Yesterday was an exciting day!

Waking up early in the morning around six, I began to enjoy what I thought was a normal Saturday morning.
The cartoons were all reruns, but they were pretty good. As soon as they were over,I went to get my computer, but found that mom was looking up OMSI on it!
I remembered that she had a membership, so that we could go there at a great discount a few times a year.
I was truly surprised when she stated that we were going at four to watch a movie in the omnimax (or whatever it's called).
So, we piled up into the car and took the somewhat long drive to OMSI. We weren't allowed to park near it (thanks to a stubborn person in control of the parking lot right next to it) and had to walk for fifteen minutes to get there.
As we were passing the huge four letters, I asked Thomas "what is OMSI backwards?" And he said that he didn't know. I pointed when we passed the letters, and we all laughed when I said "ISMO".
As soon as we turned a bend, we saw something quite frightening. A line that stretched half a block to the ticket booth. Luckily, we got to cut because of Mom's membership card (yay mom!).
We had a half hour before the movie we wanted to start started, so we all went to the reptile exhibit. Thomas was delighted looking at the snakes and lizards, up until he had to go wait in line for fifteen minutes for the petting zoo. He stopped waiting halfway through, it was moving so slow. He prefered looking at the exhibits.

Finally, the movie started, and It was about a mantis and a caterpillar. The story went like this: Bugs eat, bugs grow, bugs make more bugs, bugs die. Not too much of a plot, and we spent an entire hour on it.
After that, we just kinda wandered around OMSI for a half hour before leaving an hour and a half before we were supposed to. I was annoyed at this, but we made up for it with a surprise visit to the movies!!!

Pops took us to a theater planning to watch Transformers, but it turned out that it was on the small screen! Not worth it at all. So, as we were on the verge of leaving, I saw that the movie Up was also on, so I suggested it. We went into our chairs, and soon after, it started.

It was a good movie, got a few laughs out of us, and we drove home happy, but after a tiring day, fell asleep immediately, which is why this post is today =(
And until next post,
Xaviertrix

A strangely funny twist

Today as I was checking my E-mail, I found that one of my friends from school last year had sent me a link to a funny video on a strange animal: Girrafes.
If you are interested, here is the site:
http://www.hulu.com/watch/42614/saturday-night-live-giraffes
I thought it was pretty funny at the end, at least.
I will post again soon!
-Xaviertrix

The journey for the school supplies

The day has finally arrived! School supplies day!
To start off, I awoke somewhat early to go off with mom to go shopping for school supplies, which I quite enjoy doing every year.
To start off, we went over to the Dollar Tree, and began checking off items in our list. We only had to get half of what we would have gotten normally, as one of mom's wonderful friends helped us generously, getting various items on the list.
We got a variety of good deals there, crossing off most of the list remaining. Now only the stuff that wouldn't come easy at the Dollar Tree.
We then headed off to Goodwill, but not your average Goodwill, it is a truly awesome one, to get some new school clothes, and as I was the biggest one, I was able to get the most stuff, mainly just some jackets and a lot of awesome Hawaiian shirts, one of them pops made a big deal of, as it was too cool. Thomas didn't get much, as he got what I had before, and Kawena got just enough girl stuff to spruce up her collection of clothes.
We then traveled to Fred Meyers, and finished off the list of school supplies, just getting some felt pens and stuff like that.
Soon after coming home, we had a large problem, and one that I am afraid to say that was my fault. Here is the story:
When we left Goodwill, we got a really long coupon, and we needed it to get anything else. I asked to see it, as it was soo long, and mom told me not to loose it, and I said I wouldn't. I was careless though, and I placed it in the small door handle, And apparently it got flung out of it's hiding place when I opened my door, but I didn't notice...
So after getting all the stuff at Fred Meyers, we drove home, tried out all of the clothes, and were going to return about $25 worth of them, when we couldn't find the coupon!!!
I guessed where it might be, and we took a side stop into the parking lot, and mom was so relieved when I found it stuck in a bush right where it got flung out.
That's what happened, and why Thomas and I got a reward of some new Lego's at Target after we returned the clothes!
We came back home, and after I managed to get to show pops my Hawaiian shirts among the chaos of my siblings, I settled down and wrote this blog!

So, until next post,
Xaviertrix

Woodcraft gone a little overboard

Continuing my last post, I am here to tell you that I finally finished my rampage of cutting up random pieces of wood to create my own variety of toys.
I made a few specially designed sickles, a pair of strange knuckle-like things that slice instead of punch, a huge two handed sword in the image of the first one, a few wooden hearts as presents, and a whole lot of randomly shaped ones from the pieces that were left over!
(plus, my first pictures!)

Hope you enjoy-
-Xaviertrix

Also, I will learn to format my pictures, eventually =(