I would just like to inform the world that Krista had a very fabulous week! I don't think you people honestly care much about what goes on in my life, but I thought that this was going to be a very long, very dreary week of life and guess what?! It wasn't! In fact, it rocked some serious socks! Let's see... on Monday, well, nothing really happened. But Mondays suck anyway, so that doesn't count. On Tuesday, some random amazing thing happened that I can't exactly remember. I think for young women's we went walking somewhere and I got in a water fight with the 5 year olds. THAT was fun:) Wednesday I had a hot date! Yesh! Thursday I went to Harry Potter! at the IMAX! in 3D!! with a whole bunch of friends! And i didn't have to pay for my ticket! Ga! basically it was the bomb.com and I loved it with a burning passion. Ok, maybe not passion, but definitely regard:) On Friday I went a swimming with my buddy friends and tried out my new swim-wear (I love new swim wear by the way. Very happy thing) and just hung around and climbed trees, ate Rolo Shakes and went bird-watching A-ooga!! then Saturday was a shopping trip with the clan for band camp paraphernalia and now I am being happy and listening to my sisters giggling in their room! Muy excelante para mi!
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
La-Dee-Da turned into Oh.Crud.
Ah me dear Internet correspondence! (just a head's up this entire message should be read with a french accent.)
Basically, Krista is bored out of her mind. To the point of insanity peoples!! I can't even think ya know!? It's rather strange because to tell you the ultimate truth my summer has been on the craziest side it's ever been on with the job and trips and band yada yada so when i get one whole day to do nothing I don't even know what to do with myself! And it's Sunday so the things I can do seem to be limited. I can't really spaz out or anything. So I am keeping myself entertained by watching stupid videos on Youtube. Really lame yes it is, and I'm even considering cleaning my room which should tell you how extreme this whole situation is. But whatever... So I have officially decided to tell the blogging world on of my deepest darkest most secretive secret I could ever tell ANYONE! Ok. In order for me to tell you, you have to be completely sworn to secrecy. Go find a Bible and swear. Are you good? Alrighty then. Here goes. I will have to tell you in story format. It's easier see.
Once upon a time, there was a wonderful, glorious absolutely beautiful girl named Krista. (Ok, that last sentence was edited to make the story more interesting. Stop shaking your head at me! This is what Editors do! Make life more interesting!) Anyway, this girl was walking down the street to go play in the sand and suddenly out of no where a frisbee came flying right at her head! Gasp! She used her super amazing ninja reflexes (editing again) and caught it (the frisbee actually was caught no editing) with her teeth! (ahem, you should be catching on about now) What did Krista do with this frisbee? Well she decided to put one of her super amazing stellar out-of-this-world tracking devices (I'll just put parenthesis when needed.) onto the flying toy to make sure it didn't belong to the the evil cunning Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle! ( ) Who is Dr. Doyle you ask? Only the world's most ghastly villian! ( ) In fact he has been known to drop kick little puppies, kittens, squirrels and other small defenseless animals over his twenty foot high fence made of hissing cobras! ( ) (actually, the whole story from here on out is one big parenthese, so just go with it.) As Krista flung the frisbee back from hence it came she thought of all the horrible things this doctor was doing and swore her revenge for the poor puppies! She didn't really care about the kittens or the squirrels and as for the rats, she was just going to feed them to the snakes anyway. BUT REGARDLESS the frisbee flew and flew and flew until it landed in a huge bush! Now honestly that didn't help one bit, so she bagged the frisbee and high-tailed it to Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle's evil lair. The plan was to go in with her high-tech ukulele and strum the top-secret-absolutely-restricted-unless-dire-emergency-tune that causes the listener to slowly lose all feeling in the mid face area. We are talking the nose people. It causes one to lose feeling of the nose. Anyway she walked into the lair and shouted "Oh you slime bucket known as Dr. Doyle! Come out with your nose in plain sight and I might think about sparing you!" If you think about it though, this was one of the stupidest things she could have said. I mean really! What's he gonna do? come out? nuh-uh girly. I'll tell you what he did though! He snuck up behind this Krista and whirled her around til she faced his grotesque face full of pimples and scars. The putrid smell the emitted from his mossy mouth was literally visible in stink waves of yellow-green hue. Only one of his blood-shot eyes was visible for the other was shrouded in black curtains of greasy locks glued to his pasty skin. "What do ya want missy?" he slimed under a wicked smile. "ur..." All consciousness seemed to leave her when confronted with such a horrendous picture. "WRONG!" he bellowed as he drop kicked her over the writhing fence of reptiles. THE END!
(We would like to inform you that Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle did in fact break in to Krista's blog account and that all hope you may have of rescuing her is completely lost for the rabid animals behind my fence have not eaten for a very long time! Mwa-ha-ha!)
Basically, Krista is bored out of her mind. To the point of insanity peoples!! I can't even think ya know!? It's rather strange because to tell you the ultimate truth my summer has been on the craziest side it's ever been on with the job and trips and band yada yada so when i get one whole day to do nothing I don't even know what to do with myself! And it's Sunday so the things I can do seem to be limited. I can't really spaz out or anything. So I am keeping myself entertained by watching stupid videos on Youtube. Really lame yes it is, and I'm even considering cleaning my room which should tell you how extreme this whole situation is. But whatever... So I have officially decided to tell the blogging world on of my deepest darkest most secretive secret I could ever tell ANYONE! Ok. In order for me to tell you, you have to be completely sworn to secrecy. Go find a Bible and swear. Are you good? Alrighty then. Here goes. I will have to tell you in story format. It's easier see.
Once upon a time, there was a wonderful, glorious absolutely beautiful girl named Krista. (Ok, that last sentence was edited to make the story more interesting. Stop shaking your head at me! This is what Editors do! Make life more interesting!) Anyway, this girl was walking down the street to go play in the sand and suddenly out of no where a frisbee came flying right at her head! Gasp! She used her super amazing ninja reflexes (editing again) and caught it (the frisbee actually was caught no editing) with her teeth! (ahem, you should be catching on about now) What did Krista do with this frisbee? Well she decided to put one of her super amazing stellar out-of-this-world tracking devices (I'll just put parenthesis when needed.) onto the flying toy to make sure it didn't belong to the the evil cunning Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle! ( ) Who is Dr. Doyle you ask? Only the world's most ghastly villian! ( ) In fact he has been known to drop kick little puppies, kittens, squirrels and other small defenseless animals over his twenty foot high fence made of hissing cobras! ( ) (actually, the whole story from here on out is one big parenthese, so just go with it.) As Krista flung the frisbee back from hence it came she thought of all the horrible things this doctor was doing and swore her revenge for the poor puppies! She didn't really care about the kittens or the squirrels and as for the rats, she was just going to feed them to the snakes anyway. BUT REGARDLESS the frisbee flew and flew and flew until it landed in a huge bush! Now honestly that didn't help one bit, so she bagged the frisbee and high-tailed it to Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle's evil lair. The plan was to go in with her high-tech ukulele and strum the top-secret-absolutely-restricted-unless-dire-emergency-tune that causes the listener to slowly lose all feeling in the mid face area. We are talking the nose people. It causes one to lose feeling of the nose. Anyway she walked into the lair and shouted "Oh you slime bucket known as Dr. Doyle! Come out with your nose in plain sight and I might think about sparing you!" If you think about it though, this was one of the stupidest things she could have said. I mean really! What's he gonna do? come out? nuh-uh girly. I'll tell you what he did though! He snuck up behind this Krista and whirled her around til she faced his grotesque face full of pimples and scars. The putrid smell the emitted from his mossy mouth was literally visible in stink waves of yellow-green hue. Only one of his blood-shot eyes was visible for the other was shrouded in black curtains of greasy locks glued to his pasty skin. "What do ya want missy?" he slimed under a wicked smile. "ur..." All consciousness seemed to leave her when confronted with such a horrendous picture. "WRONG!" he bellowed as he drop kicked her over the writhing fence of reptiles. THE END!
(We would like to inform you that Dr. Jonathon P. Doyle did in fact break in to Krista's blog account and that all hope you may have of rescuing her is completely lost for the rabid animals behind my fence have not eaten for a very long time! Mwa-ha-ha!)
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Scrud Muffins on Toast
Warning! This message is full of crap!
Ok. Basically I've been trying to write a new song for days now and nothing is happening. So I have officially decided that I suck at writing songs! And when the muse comes, I'll go with it and write a page of meaningless rhymes that have a beat. Grr. My life is just not adventurous enough to write about! No one wants to hear about my little titties and worries. Do you wanna hear the crazy side to all this? Ok. Stupid as it may sound to the rest of the world- all I want is a story! I wanna be in a movie with drama and romance and crazy happenings that bring two people together. No 'oh I met him and we got married' crap. No. I want some serious wonderful true-ness! I need an honest to goodness knight in shining armor people! Stop laughting, I know you're going 'KRISTA!! Ba! They don't make that model of men anymore! Bahaha!' shutup I know. That's the problem. I'm just tired of watching these fabulous guys in movies and knowing that my hum-drum life will never achieve that. I just need a flippin' hero people! Is that so hard to ask?! Sigh. I know it is. And at this point ive decided that whatever! I'm going to dream all I want and make up all these daring stories and if I die an old stupid grouch who's still dreaming, then ok! I can deal with extreme unhappiness! Cuz if I stop dreaming I'll turn into a mediocre person that had to settle for the second best and no way would that be in a book! You see grouchy old ladies more then you see the middle people. They just kinda fill the empty spaces. And you might be thinking 'geez Krista! You don't even deserve a knight in shining armor! You deserve a freak like you! To that I agree, but since when have I ever heeded to you? Yeah. That's right. Never. And you may also find it annoying to read about me talking directly to you, the reader, in such a tone. Here's your problem- I don't give a crap! Ha ha! Jokes on you!
Ok. Basically I've been trying to write a new song for days now and nothing is happening. So I have officially decided that I suck at writing songs! And when the muse comes, I'll go with it and write a page of meaningless rhymes that have a beat. Grr. My life is just not adventurous enough to write about! No one wants to hear about my little titties and worries. Do you wanna hear the crazy side to all this? Ok. Stupid as it may sound to the rest of the world- all I want is a story! I wanna be in a movie with drama and romance and crazy happenings that bring two people together. No 'oh I met him and we got married' crap. No. I want some serious wonderful true-ness! I need an honest to goodness knight in shining armor people! Stop laughting, I know you're going 'KRISTA!! Ba! They don't make that model of men anymore! Bahaha!' shutup I know. That's the problem. I'm just tired of watching these fabulous guys in movies and knowing that my hum-drum life will never achieve that. I just need a flippin' hero people! Is that so hard to ask?! Sigh. I know it is. And at this point ive decided that whatever! I'm going to dream all I want and make up all these daring stories and if I die an old stupid grouch who's still dreaming, then ok! I can deal with extreme unhappiness! Cuz if I stop dreaming I'll turn into a mediocre person that had to settle for the second best and no way would that be in a book! You see grouchy old ladies more then you see the middle people. They just kinda fill the empty spaces. And you might be thinking 'geez Krista! You don't even deserve a knight in shining armor! You deserve a freak like you! To that I agree, but since when have I ever heeded to you? Yeah. That's right. Never. And you may also find it annoying to read about me talking directly to you, the reader, in such a tone. Here's your problem- I don't give a crap! Ha ha! Jokes on you!
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