My thoughts on... Scary Me!!!

     I think I scare people. Actually, I know I scare people. I know this because my little brother just backed away from me when I yelled at him for messing me up at typing for like the 50th time. I also yelled at my friend for knocking my ice-cream onto my new dress from Justice. She was like "OK, I'm going to go away now." Also, I yelled at Rosie for biting my fingers while trying to get my crackers and she lowered her head and tail and looked at me with those huge bug eyes for like ten minutes. Who could say "No" to that little innocent face?

      Plus, I think it runs in the family. My older brother was dressed up as a scary boy witch with a green skeleton and a pointy staff for halloween. Me and my little brother or this 2 year old trick or treater wouldn't go near him. Me and my little brother were to scared to even step foot in his room! Also my little brother has a habit of hiding when I'm about to enter the room and jumping out and scaring the living daylights out of me when I enter. I don't know how I never got used to it.

     Also, we have no school today. The people decided to call at five in the morning while I was still asleep so when it rang it woke me up from my amazing dream where I was a baby wolf stuck in cartoon land. They said the only reason they are canceling school was because there WAS supposed to be snow around noon today. But it's noon now and I don't see any snow!!! Seriously?!? They woke me up from my awesome dream to lie to me??? I mean, really? Baby wolf plus cartoon world equals no school because of NO snow!!! That's just messed up.

   I don't know a good way to end this and I'm out of things to say so, goodbye!!! 

     

My thoughts on... Dogs!!!

     I love dogs. And puppies. I think everybody loves puppies because they're so cute. But what I think is that people should really acknowledge is the majestic features of the elderly animals. Besides their cuteness, puppies have nothing going for them. On the other hand, older doggies have learned a lot of cool tricks and obey their owners commands. As a result of just being brought into the huge, wondrous world, puppies have no idea what to do when they hear the words "roll over, boy!" All they do is run up and lick your face till it looks like you've just gotten out of the shower. Puppies = no tricks, no obedience, Dogs = tricks, obedience. Which do think wins?

Jack

Rosie

     I think dogs love people. Maybe. Besides when they bark and bite, they are pretty affectionate. I love my dogs. Jack is a Husky mix. Rosie is a  Boston Terrier mix. They are both the most AWESOME dogs ever. Rosie has the best personality. She is sweet, cute, stylish, and fierce. Jack is nice, not violent unless need be, and AWESOME!!! Just one thing to say: Jack and Rosie both love to wrestle. 

     I'm literally out of things to say, so, in that case, See Ya!!!

My thoughts on... Everything!!!

     So, I've had a lot of difficulties this evening. First comes trying to listen to my parents argue. Argue about stuff like which has more wrinkles: Shar peis or Pugs. The argument ( which only lasted about five minutes) was closed off in a satisfied conclusion that Rosie, our dog, looks like a pug without the snub nose. She is a Boston Terrior. I don't see any relation between the three kind of dogs. I mean seriously, how do you go from Shar pei to Boston Terrior? I don't know. Mommy  is likely to change the subject, so this is no surprise. But Daddy, all he does is listen not so closely and says "uh, huh" and "yeah totally" or "no" and "of course not."That was only one difficulty I've faced tonight.

     The second one, which was really hard, was trying to teach my little brother ballet. I have to say, he learns quick, but I spent about thirty minutes trying to teach him how to leap with straight legs and pointed toes. So maybe he doesn't learn so quick. Then I tried to teach him my jazz dance. Which by the way, was a BIG mistake. Oh well. I totally gave up on him. What. Don't look at the screen like that! He's unteachable! I don't usually give up like that, but if you went through what I did, you would know why I did so. That wasn't the last one. One more difficulty, coming right up!

     The third one, which, yes, is the last one, was that I had to go pee really bad, but my big, fat, lazy dog wouldn't move no matter what I did. I tried bribing him with food. He wasn't hungry. I tried saying "you want to go outside!" He already did his business. All out of ideas. Next, I just push, push, push. Not a budge. So I jump over him. Oh, wait! I kinda need to shut the door. And I am NOT EVER gonna go in the boys bathroom. Wait, he's moving! Only before I hear my DAD call him to realize that he WON'T listen ME, but he WILL listen to my DAD!!! Seriously! Come on Jack! ( he's my other dog) Why him? I'm just as good! Oh well. Hopefully, this was the last one.

     I've had one to many hard accomplishments today, so I'm kinda pooped out. See ya!





Jack:
"Oh, you want me to MOVE. Too bad. I'm already comfy. Bye, Bye now! Shoo! Go away! What!!! YOU say it to ME!!!"