Green: fail

Okay, so I've been promising a good post for a few days now. Sorry. I'll do that today. (No I won't.)

So ... I kind of don't feel like putting up the effort. We get to talk about my punishment.

I bought hair dye today. It was green. It doesn't show up on my hair very well. It kinda tints it a green-ish color. We're gonna get this gel stuff. Maybe that'll show. Um. The lady at the shop thought I was crazy when I tried to explain WHY exactly I needed a non-permant hair dye, preferably in the neon variety of color. Or maybe I just amused her. I'unno.

"So ... why exactly is this for?"

"Um," I really wanted to just say its a dare, and leave it at that, but that would be a lie. And lying is bad. So. Long explination. Sorta. "My friends and I have this blog thing, that we're supposed to do every day. And I didn't. So, I have to do this."

"Uh-huh." She said uncomprehendingly, and proceeded to explain which dye we probably wanted.

I picked the bright green, because it looked the most likely to show up on my hair. At the cash register, the girl asked again, "So, explain again why you're dying your hair green?"

I took a breath. "My friends and I had this challenge to each other. Blog every day. I missed a day. So now I have to do something stupid and put it on youtube. They chose dying my hair some funny color." I shrugged as she laughed.

And so I think she was amused by me. I feel very interesting. LIke, do you ever wonder what your'e like to other people? To her, I was some random kid dying her hair green because her friends told her she had to. I'm sure I was the most odd costumer of the day.

Anyway. That is how my punishment is coming. Once I find a dye that works, I will show you what I look like with neon hair.

Cousins. Fun!

My cousins are here.

I might not have another chance to blog.

SO I do it now.

THis is what you get.

Again, I may come back to make a better post.

But probably not.

Shuddup and lemme read! >(

Sarah has this odd habit when she cleans her room - she ALWAYS finds a hat that had been buried for a while. And when she finds this had she is insanely happy. (Sarah only has a handful of hats in the first place.) So, as soon as she and the hat are reunited, she puts it on her head and then wears it for the rest of the time she is cleaning the room. She always gets funny looks, like "Why are you wearing a snow hat in the middle of summer?" but the looks eventually became less and less.

So, with her new favorite hat on, Sarah types:

I'm reading I Dare You.

I have nothing to blog about.

Well I do.

I might later.

But I wanna read.

And not get in trouble again for not blogging.

So.

With that said, I MIGHT come back and write more later.

Or just do it tomorrow.

Yeah.

First Vlog-blog

So, we have this deal, apparently that if you make a video blog, on our channel, then it excuses your blog for the day.

That is mine.

*takes free pass*

Nom nom nom

Sarah sits down and prepares to blog, feeling a little guilty for forgetting last night. Ah well. . No use crying over spilt milk. (Which leads her to think of that little kids book, "If you give a mouse a cookie.") She loved that book muchly.

Anyway, she thinks. Blog now:

I had a really good lunch today. (The ONLY meal I've had today, come to think about it. Oops.)

So, anyway, across the huge street we live just off of, there's cute little old town called "Old Fair Oaks". (Fair Oaks being the general city.) It's really cute, and sorta hidden, just off the huge busy road. So it's one of those old-fashioned towns with little antique shops and ... uh ... things like that. (I want to compare it to Old Sac, but none of you having been to Sac, or the old version of it, wouldn't really get that.) So, tucked away in there is this little food place. It's this little box of a building with a bright yellow sun painted on it. You walk up to the window and order, and then sit down on rough wooden picnic-bench tables and wait for your food while the resident chickens peck at your toes. (Annoying little birds. I threw water at them.) They serve these veggie-burger things and they're so freakin good. Y'know, if you're a good little health nut like me.

And that's pretty much it. It's this little fast - healthy - food place, and I love it.

Which makes me wonder - why do fast food chains have to be so crap? Like, I don't feel good after I eat fast food. Sure, it tastes good, but I feel like I've eaten a heaping pile of grease. That's no fun. So, if this little place can make some kickass food in the same amount of time it takes McDonalds to make a burger - why the hell isn't it done?

Ugh. Anyway, that's my rant today.

My punishment is still to be determined. I think it involves dying my hair colors of the neon variety.

___

Claire, we love you, we're thinking of you, and I'm praying for you.

... /bighugs

Crap.

I didn't blog yesterday.

Oops?

I was reminded too.

Crap.

I get punished now?

Haha, can you say FAIL. It was "WOW TEN POSTS IN A ROW I"M SO GREAT" and then NOTHING. xd

Celebratory day!

Sarah likes soup. Muchly. She was a good girl and ate soup before eating the snickers bar sitting on the table looking at her. She should not eat it. But. She wants coffee. And chocolate.

She decides she will get these things after she blogs.

HEY WOW TEN POSTS IN A ROW! I should get a metal. I'm amazing. Never mind that half of those posts were complete crap. TEN!

*Happy Dance*

Ahem.

So. I think this post is purely celebratory. Because I deserve it and I have nothing else to talk about at the moment.

So, what else can I celebrate?

I can celebrate chocolate. I love it more than I should.

I can celebrate ... music. I love that too.

I can ... stop this crappy blog post.

I'm too lazy to make a good one.

So you get this.

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Snickers: But where does the hunger GO?!

... That commercial made me laugh.