My sister.

I've been doing some thinking lately, and I really miss my sister.

Of course I have missed her since she left, but I just miss her even more now.
So, this blog is pretty much dedicated to you, Cassie.
Feel special.

Cassie is pretty much the best big sister in the world.
She toughened me up when I needed it and she's the one who gave me my awesome sense of humor.
She pretty much made me who I am today, as cheesy as that sounds.
Aww, aren't we so sweet.
My mom, Cassie and I.

I know that I can turn to Cassie for anything. I bet she'd help me hide a hypothetical body, if I asked her to.Aw, look at that sisterly love.
These pictures I am finding are soo old. But it's the best I have. Besides some recent ones when she was in the states and we went to Memphis to see them, ya'll.Like this picture. We look very similar in this picture.
I wish I had some old ones on here, like when we were a lot younger. We used to look nothing alike.
And then as I got older, I started to look like her.
I even sound exactly like her, when I want to. It's pretty cool.

In essence, I just want to say how much I appreciate my older sister, who I always looked up to and still do.

I miss you Cassie!!!
And I love you!

Roller Derby!!!

Last night I helped out at a Roller Derby. I had no idea that they still did those, but it was so cool! I was right on the edge of the ring, past the caution tape.
My job was to write down the outside fouls that the ref told me as he flew by.
I wrote the team, the number, and the foul made.
Then I got the attention of the people in the middle so that they could write it down for records and on the foul board.
It was sooo cool!
I flinched a couple of times, because I was right next to the girls, so it looked like one was coming right at me a few times.
I only got ran into once when a girl was sliding in to sit down. And I didn't fall over or anything. So it was all good.

If you haven't seen a roller derby, you should really look it up on youtube. It is super awesome, and not a sport for prissy girls.
I'm not really a prissy girl, but I still wouldn't do it.
Mostly because I'm not really coordinated enough to skate. I'd have a hard time staying on my feet.

Okay, so I really want to get more followers for my blog. If you're reading this and you enjoy it, then you should be telling your friends to read it. Your friends friends, their uncles and aunts, their grandmas and grandpas and neighborhood hobos.
Just tell anyone you can that you think would enjoy my writing! And tell them to click 'Follow this blog'!
DOOOO IT!
Lets see how many followers I can get by 2010.

Until next time, make friends with a penguin.

Doctor vistit #2

Yesterday was my MRI. It was an hour long and they took scans of two sections of my back.
You know how hard it is for me to lay still for a full hour?
I don't even lay still when I'm asleep.
And the noise....oh, the noise.
It sounded like a bad 80s video game, taken over by Satan and his band of merry demons.
And I even had orange ear plugs in.
Really, just imagine a demonic version of the Frogger soundtrack, blasting all around you.

The MRI guy was nice though. After it was done, he let me see all the scans.
They were crazy looking! Way cooler and freakier than the xray.
You could see everything from my spinal cord to the fluid to the muscles.
Probably one of the coolest things I have ever seen.

Anyway, we will hopefully see what is causing my pain during visit #3, which is on Wednesday, I think.
It isn't on the calender, but I'm pretty sure that's when it is.

Now, tonight I am helping out at a Roller Derby.
I'll write about it tomorrow, of course.

And I skipped another Story time! Saturday.
But...that's the way it goes when I finally have something to write about.

Until next time, refrain from tickling a hobos feet!

GASP

I just realized that my blog is in desperate need of an update!
School has kept me busy, I just keep forgetting!

We are ordering my cap and gown soon, and an extra tassel for my car mirror.
I am already getting nervous to join the 'real' world.
As opposed to the apparently fake world I've been living in for 12 years.
MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN A LIE!!!
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Not really. But you get my point.
Maybe not.
But I got my point.
So HA!

I'm actually just spacing a lot and junk so that it looks like I posted a lot.
I AM doing something exciting on Saturday though, so instead of Story time! Saturday this week, it will be a regular blog post.

Stay tuned for more!
And until next time, keep in touch with your dust bunnies!

Yawn.

I am way too tired from yesterday to be up early[I was up at 7!].
But I am indeed up, so I decided to post a blog about my busy day yesterday.

After a night of hanging out with Kendra, her boyfriend Anthony, Kandace and Felicia, Felicia and I spent the night at Kendra's so we could help Kendra's grandma move out of her house bright and early in the morning.
My morning consisted of moving boxes and other assorted things from 8ish until 11.30ish. Wooo.

Then I went home, showered, and went to Clayton's 4th birthday party to hang out with the family and eat some much deserved food.
After that, I went to Sparky's for a little bit to chill out with Kandace, her mom, her sister and her mom's friend.
Then Kandace and I went and got a Slurpee and hung out at her house until 8ish.

At that point, I was very tired and went home, only to realize that I had not posted my Story time! Saturday blog, since I had not really been home.
So, I scrambled through Word documents to find an old story from Sophomore year.
It is a pretty funny story though, so it's all good.

I think today will probably be my lounge around day...I hope.
Knowing my luck, someone will want to hang out.

Until next time, maintain your squash!

Story time! Saturday

I knew this would happen to me. I know it’s hard to believe, but I just knew a life threatening experience would cause me to confess things to someone. Things that I would not normally say to this person, due to the fact that the person would probably be angered. And you know what else I knew? That the life threatening experience would end up to be nothing at all. Now my life IS being threatened, thanks to that dang turbulence. Let me explain.

It was a relatively normal day. Kendra had flown to Texas to visit her mom, and I had gone with her. Now we were on our way back, and I was doing my routine freak out before we boarded the plane.

“Courtney, clam down,” said Kendra, rolling her eyes, “It’s just a plane ride. It’s not like something could go wrong because people didn’t check the plane’s landing gear. I mean, what are the chances of the plane catching fire when we take off or land?”

“That isn’t what I was worried about, but thanks for adding that in to my list of plane fears. I’m just worried about the plane spiraling down to the hard ground when we are in mid flight.”

“Pssh, like that could happen.” Kendra said as we took our seats.

It was about an hour later when it happened. The plane encountered really bad turbulence.

“AHHH!” I yelled. “I knew this would happen!”

Kendra showed no support or care, because she was fast asleep.

“That little jerk…” I muttered, before I started to panic again.

Those yellow breathing masks came down and that is when I snapped.

“Sweet mother of 3^rd graders that tried to kill their teacher! KENDRA, WAKE UP!”

“Huh? Don’t let the flying Korean carrots get me!” she yelled as she woke up. “What’s going on?”

“We are going to crash and die! No, even worse, burn and die and have to tap dance for scary old man for the rest of eternity!”

“Courtney, stop overreacting. It’s just a little turbulence.”

“No it’s not, you lie! Listen, I need to tell you something. I figure that since we are going to die anyway, I should get it off my chest.” I took a deep breath and looked at her, “I used your clarinet to unclog my toilet!”

She stared at me, “I don’t play clarinet…I don’t even own one.”

“Oh…Right...” I looked down, “What I meant to say was that I was the one who used the parachute to tap dance on your dog while we were free falling during the summer of ’69!”

“WHAT?! You lying little bag of birdie poop!”

The rest of the plane ride ended up being smooth. Once we landed, Kendra shoved me into her laptop bag. I currently have no idea where I am going, but I am defiantly running low on air.

THE END

So, sorry I posted this so late, but I've had a super busy day and I have hardly been home. So, I will post about today tomorrow, since Story time was today.

That was actually a story I wrote my Sophomore year for English[we would have to write one every week and I'd write it the night before it was due.]. Kendra and I would always write funny stories to make the class laugh, since we were the funniest ones in there!

So, I hope you enjoyed this last minute story post of mine. I just copied and pasted it from Word. Which is why everything is all double spaced and messed up now.

Until next time, don't use your mouse to comb your hair!

So...

I'm going to try to make my own blog layout. I don't know how long it will take or what it will do to my blog, so you'll probably just have to deal with a crazy blog for a while, since I'll have to do it between school and other stuff.

Anyhoodle,
I am super excited. The House season premier is Monday and the NCIS season premier is on Tuesday.
Two of my most favorite shows ever.
And for those lame-os who have never heard of/seen NCIS, it is NOT a version of CSI. Unless you are dyslectic.

Okay...so....That is all I have for you today.
Hopefully something cool happens so I can write about it.

Until next time, don't assist a panda with homicide!

Blahh.

I really have nothing of interest to write about today, but I really felt like posting something.
I could write about my day...but my day was really boring.
I could write about my weekend...but it wasn't that great either.
I could write about my plans for this weekend...but I have none.
And since I'm writing a list of things I could write about but shouldn't...This blog can be a list of Top Ten...something. I'll think of something in a minute.

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I got it! Here is my:

TOP TEN REASONS WHY I HATE CLOWNS!

10. Crazy red hair- it's just icky.
9. All that makeup is enough to fun 20 prostitutes.
8. Big red noses are for Rudolf.
7. Being sprayed in the face with water is NOT enjoyable.
6. They talk funny.
5. No one is that happy. NO ONE.
4. Clowns eat souls.
3. Clowns kill children to fuel their unnatural happiness.
2. They are just plane creepy.
1. Clowns are really zombie makers, who will be the cause of the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

Pachow.

Late starts are so awesome. I love that we get one every month. It's like a period. Except enjoyable and it doesn't last a week. Most of you probably could have gone without that comparison, but oh well.

Hey look! It's a picture of me in a graduation gown! This is the picture that will be my yearbook picture:

That's as big as I could get it without blurring it. >=(
Awww, aren't I sooo cute!? Of course I am.
If you answered no...I will find where you live. And I will destroy you.

ANYHOODLE,
that's pretty much all I got for today. Until next time, go talk to your friendly neighborhood hobo!

Doctor vistit #1

So, a serious blog today.

I went in to an orthopedic doctor today to see what is up with my scoliosis.
They check out my reflexes, took some xrays and measured my curvature with the xrays.
I got to see said xrays. They were...shocking. My spine looked horrible. Like I was some sort of alien. Both me and my dad said, "ew!" when we saw it.
The doctor laughed. Apparently, it isn't even that bad.
My curvature is between 35 and 37 degrees. Which is nothing, apparently.
But boy, it sure doesn't look like nothing.
At 40* is when they start looking at surgical treatments, so surgery is out as of now.

But my main concern was my constant back pain. Really, not even exaggerating when I say it hurts constantly. There is never a break in the pain anymore.

Here's the kicker: apparently, scoliosis doesn't cause pain.

SO, next Friday, I go in for an MRI so they can try and figure out what is causing my pain. Then a few days later, I go back in for the results of the MRI.
And then after that, I go back in after four months, so make sure my spine hasn't curved any more.

I pretty much hate doctors. No answers yet. Not even some ibuprofen for the pain. GAHHHHH.

Now my blogs will return to their usual attempt at humor until next Friday, when I will write another report on the MRI experience.

Until next time, don't smell your dog's armpits!

Headacheeee!

Headaches suck. Espeically when you've had the same one two days in a row.
But I did manage to make my own header for this blog today. What do you think?
Well, I don't really care what you think either way. It's my blog. :P

Anyhoodle, to the important stuff.
As some of you know, I've got the scoliosis. If you don't know what that is, look it up. It'll be a learning experience for you.
I'm going into a special doctor to see how bad the curve is and junk.
Hopefully the doctor isn't a creepy old man, since he'll have to be touching my bare back. And I hate people touching me in the first place. So that will just be ten times worse.
I will post a full report on here after I'm home from the appointment.
I get to leave school at lunch for it. Woo!

I have really really ridiculously big fear of hospitals. I have no idea why, but they scare the beejeezus out of me.
If anyone knows the technical term for a phobia of hospitals, let me know.

So...that's pretty much it for today.
Until next time, sing to your fruit so it doesn't eat you first!

Story time! Saturday

So, my wonderful sister Cassie puts a 'She Said What?! Saturday' on her blog.
So, after much deliberation, I will be posting a Story time! Saturday.
Every Saturday, I will write a random short story. It will be humorous and will not have any educational or moral values.
Enjoy!

Once upon a time, in a far away land called 'Wisconsin', there lived a man. But this man was no ordinary man, oh no. This man was part duck. He had the body of a man, but the head of a duck. His name was Herbert. Herbert the Duck Man.
Even though Herbert had the head of a duck, he was still a happy man-duck.
He tried making new friends every day, but alas, no one wants to be friends with a man-duck.
Everywhere he went, children screamed at him and parents shunned him.
One day, Herbert was finally so sad, that he cried all day and night. It was a horrible sound. Really, man-ducks shouldn't cry. Have you ever heard a duck cry? I don't recommend it.
Anyhoodle, Herbert just kept crying until a flock of ducks surrounded him.
"Hey Herbert." one duck said.
"You know my name?!" he replied, still sniffing from his crying fit.
"Sure. I'm your brother. Lets GOOOOOO!!!!"
The duck flock flew up and they all grabbed Herbert, carrying him away into the sunset.

THE END.

So, there you have it. The very first Story time! Saturday.
Hope you enjoyed it!
And until next time, don't pat your arms in Arkansas!

Like, totally.

You know what,like, i like, totally hate?
WHEN PEOPLE SAY 'LIKE' TWENTY TIMES IN ONE SENTENCE.
I swear, just from these girls walking behind me and telling a story, I lost twenty IQ points.
It makes me want to punch someone in the face.
My fist on their face and their face on the floor.
I stole that from a song. But it feels nicely here, don't you think?
I do. And it's my blog, so that's all that matters.

TRIF.
That stands for, "Thank Reba, It's Friday."
Kendra and I are using Reba in place of God and Jesus.
Who knows how long it will last. We'll see.

Anyhoodle, it's been a tough second week of school. Mainly because I just want high school to be over. There are too many unintelligent people in that school.
Thank Reba for cool teachers.


And school prevents me from updating my blog daily, since I forget easily during school. I'm lucky I can still spell my own name.
C-O-R-T-N-E-Y.
Not really. My name is cool and has a 'u' in it.
I hate it when other Courtney's spell their names oddly.
Such as, "Courtny" or "Cortney" or "Courtnie" or "Cortny"
WTF.
I just decided that I really really like my name. Which is saying something, since it got pulled out of a hat.

Okay, now I'm just rambling to make up for my lack of updates.
I gotta go now, I'm hanging out with Kandace and Kenzie.
See, I DO have more than one friend.

Until next time, don't let your foot pet strangers!

What!? A seal?! Sharks eat seals!!!

Okay, since I've been busy and haven't had time to write, I have a lot to catch my readers up on.

Thursday I went to the Aces game with Kendra and her parents and her Uncle Ron Ron. It was SO much fun. Which is weird, because generally, Aces games are the opposite of fun. But really, we had so much fun I can't even really write all of it down.
But here is one of the funniest things that was said all night,
"EPIC FAIL, BUBBLE BUTT!!"

Then I got to not go to school on Friday because I went to Pismo Beach with Kendra and her parents for the three day weekend. The first night, Kendra and I stayed with her Nana. Or, our Nana I should say. She said that she officially made me one of her own. Nana is one of the coolest people ever. And she has a really comfy bed.
Then we all spent the next day with her. We went down to the beach and spent most the day there. I swam in the ocean for the first time and boogie boarded. Which is SO freakin' fun. But while we were in the water, a seal got through the saftey net. Which freaked me out of course, since sharks eat seals. And we looked like seals on the boogie boards.
Sea weed kept wrapping around my ankles and since we were going to eat sushi that night, I said, "I'm gonna eat you tonight, sea weed! TELL YOUR FRIENDS!"
Then after dinner we went and I met Kendra's Grandpa and his wife Lisa and their three adopted kids.
All of them are so nice!
And Grandpa can make some GOOD ribs!!!! 'Nuff said.
Such a fun weekend, and I can't even fit all of the fun in this because I'm getting tired of typing.

And I have homework. I've been super busy with school. Stupid education facility.

SO, until next time, remember to vacuum your porcupine's feet!!

Who wears short shorts?

Not Courtney. Sorry I don't like showing off my buns, society.
Really, we're in school. I don't need to show off my ta-tas and butt to attract a guy. And the guys I attract aren't just talking to me for my lady junk.

Just had to get that out of my system. There are some serious short-short-shorts all up in my school.
"Ohhh, but they are so CUTE."
Yeah...my longer shorts may not be super duper cute, but at least i have self respect. And I think they are cute. So....BLAH!(I'm keeping this blog PG)

ANYHOODLE,
Other than a few stupid people pissing me off, school is going well.
I do miss having all day to just lounge around and stuff. But finally high school is almost over forever.
And then I get to go to college. More school. Woo.
I can tell that Government is gonna be one of my favorite classes.

That's all I got for today...
Until next time, remember to brush your ferret daily!

Second day of school.

Okay, so today was the second day of school...as the title states.
The only new classes I had today were Intro to Culinary 1 and Algebra 3.
BUT...I've already taken the Culinary class, so I went to my councilor during 3* and switched to being a Peer Tutor for Mr. Stone in his Mythology class. HECK YES!
And Algebra 3 is math. Math is the DEVIL. Like fooseball and Ben Franklin.
"I invented electricity. Ben Franklin is the DEVIL!"

Hem Hem......
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....Anyhoodle....

I have a lot coming up this week. Aces game on Thursday. Which would normally be REALLY lame, but I'm going with Kendra and her parents(shocker), and we get to sit in the nice comfortable box seats right above home plate.
And then I'm going with them to Cali for the three day weekend! To the ocean.
Ooooh, sea creatures!

Wait...Hippos do not live in the sea... There is public education at it's finest people!
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Nah, I'm only kidding.
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...kinda...

Well, this blog is filled with nonsense and many ellipsis... GASP! There they are again! And with that, i shall end my rambling blog for tonight.