Goddard, the hero school

So I went to this crazy place called Goddard the most recent time ago... IT WAS AWESOME!!! I met really really cool people there, and went to graduation! my favorite part was going on stage and reading this very blog, or dancing with Erin! Or at least I think that's how you spell it! I had a blast and really want to go there when i grow up. I want to thank: Erin, Shaiya, and the help desk (they gave me band aids). this is an amazing school, and from what I learned there, being a community is so much more than just working together. You must fully understand what together means. It means being friends, it means sharing what you have in your heart. they are truly heroes! thanks Goddard mother and Goddard father! No better place to learn that than Goddard! Oh yes, I saw some really cool stuff at cabaret. Rock on Grace, the belly dancer, and ollie, and the rappers that went on stage! I love Goddard and can't wait to come back next residency!
                                                               Hugs and kisses, Leila

the icecream man

Ya know what? I freakin' hate the ice cream man! I wish he would just shut up his speakers and get a life and not be an idiot anymore!!! (no offense to the ice cream men who are reading this) I just... I-I just... WANNA EXPLODE THE SPEAKERS AND BLARE THE SUPER ANNOYING MUSIC IN HIS EAR FOR SIX OR SEVEN YEARS (because honestly I don't remember the first time I heard the music)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that's going on the you know "list". Also I want to meet Ted Koppel and Lady Ga-Ga... AND FART OUT SOME JUICY ONES ON THEIR CAR!!!! Oh god I'm weird. Please forgive me for my very odd blog post!

MY NEW SHOES!

I have a pair of brand new Nike's! I love them! They are brown and white just like a cow! I went to the shoe store and looked around and then I like was amazed. Just sittin' there on a dusty shelf was a pair of magnificent brown and white padded on the inside with blue fuzzy cloth shoes. And I was like whoa and the shoe was like "____________" and I was like, yay-uuh! And the shoe finished the conversation with "_________________________________."  So we went to the dollar general and got me some socks, and then came home to instantly put them on. They are angels of the foot world. They are comfyand awesome! Yay-uuh!

frank my frog

My frog is weird and slimy. He is not the greatest company in the world. He can't talk, he can't do anything a human can do. He swims and sits. He doesn't eat. He normaly won't sit on people's hands. Only on occasion will he sit on mine. I horrify him I think. I wonder if I will have to take him to the vet? I should google it.The only thing that I think interests him I think is my lava lamp. Yes I have just spent this entire blog post trash talking my frog. But he's really not that bad, at all.

A typical friday night mix of stuff

Taking random pics... You  might want to report gluttony on me for my pop tarts... Watching fawlty towers... Blogging finally... And looking at failblog.org... Dog wants pop tarts too... Should I give her some? No... Yes... No. No I am not! This is a typical Friday night here. The pizza i ate for dinner is starting to to talk back to me. I got the toots and I feel bloated. It has been a crazy week. The end of the pre-school year is over. They might be annoying, but they are my babies. My babies that I am going to miss. My mom poured a glass of wine. She is talking on the phone with her friend. Apparently her friend has been in a car accident. OH NO! But I am snooping around, and she is okay and they are laughing together. I finally found my frog a better water dish/swimming pool. He loves it. Yay! Should I get up out of the recliner for an Altoids? I probably will. When I feel like it. I am sorry I have not blogged in a while. It has been a crazy stormy week here, and the power went out for a while not to long ago. After this I am going to dress the dog up in a dress and push her in a stroller. Foof. That requires getting up. I don't want to. UGH!

Shorter

I like to explore nature out in Shorter. Today I found a dead giant salamander and for like 2 hours used it as an action figure with an alive turtle. It had a red speckled belly and a black speckled back. Toby, the boxer with a humongus head, kept trying to eat it. Finally I got bored and threw it into flaming kiln. I watched it's skin boil and ooze. Finally it looked like a raisin. Then I moved on to "Teddy" the turtle. We both dozed off on the hammock waking up to the smell of Bo-Rounds. More people were here. I played with Toby for a while, then sat down to take a break. After that I went to wash my hands and completed a pointles world record. Holding 12 inchworms in one hand. Then I walked around for a few more mintes and then sat down with Teddy. Then I saw my nature raisin and went inside to wash up. I said my goodbye's and later's then left seeing the death forest. (bamboo really but the baby coming up are so spiky you could die.) I love Shorter.

I touched my uvula today! yay!

Under all your weird gross parts, uvula's the best! 
Very cool, very gross, very slimy, uvula's the best!
Under all your weird gross parts, I touched my uvula today! yay!
Love it, touch it, love it, touch it, your uvula's the best!
And then you're done touching your uvula. oh well.

the mole fairy

My mom has a mole that never to gets old to flick. And when I was about 5, we went to the the doctor to get it looked at. I wanted to keep the mole so bad, I kept asking and asking and asking if I could keep it. Well, we went into to the littler waiting room to wait some more (god bless jerry seinfeld) and the doctors finally came in to check it out. They poked "flicked" and pushed, and near the end I asked if I could keep it, but said no. To this day, I am still so mad at them. THEY DID NOT EVEN TAKE IT OFF!!!!!! What is up with society these days? Then when we left I asked if I could have the mole one more time. My mom asked me why, and I responded, "I want to put it under my pillow for the mole fairy"... I'm so weird...

my moonlight suprise

I have a kitten. Not interesting right? Well how I got her is. We were at a moon light watching party, and all of a sudden I see a cute, furry, scrawny, figure and immediately held  her for the whole entire night. (8:00-11:00) and my mom didn't know if we could keep it or not, but then said yes. Her name is Mary Jane, and is grey and white and has greenish brownish eyes, and love her because she is just, well, weird!!! She is cuddly, and likes to eat trash, and likes to share occasional snacks with me. She likes to watch TV, play in dirt, eat my hair, eat HER hair, get in my dresser drawer, lick my aquarium, play in water, wear baby clothes, and likes to sing. And that is the story of MJ the rapper I call her.

my birthday disappointment

I must start out telling you that do love cows.The sad thing about it is, if I told you much I love them, it would be the entire blog. But I will tell you this I am ten today and remember every tiny detail of  the year 2007, my 6th birthday...  I  am so nosy you would just about want to crack. So on the 17th of march I was hiding behind a tiny wall with about the tiniest piece of sleeve showing. No harm, right? Well wrong. The sacred "they" saw me and started talking all about how I was getting a mini purple cow for my birthday. Well I was so exited I began fantasizing how I was going to let it live in my room and sleep on my shoulder. It was time for my presents. waiting to see my new pet, I opened my present waiting for the mini moo, and all I had was a  stupid metal bike... No cow... But cows are truly angels. they heal your open sores.Oh and one thing, never ask me how I know that...