Give to Others this Christmas!

(Haven't posted in a while. LOL. Sorry guys.

[LOL, two posts in one day. *brofist*])

Anyway, as you know, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. And after that is one of the most loved days of all year...CHRISTMAS!

Hope you guys get some nice gifts from your family and friends. And Santa. (Yes, I believe in Santa. Respect my beliefs, I respect yours. *^*)

But you know, Christmas isn't just about getting gifts and eating really awesome food. It's about love. And NOT the romantic love, tyvm, green-minded people.

I'm talking about love for others.

You know those kids who sleep on the sidewalk, or the people who go to the dumpster for something to eat? Imagine you were one of those people. Imagine that you didn't have a bed to sleep in, a house to protect you from the weather (which is worse in some parts of the world where it snows), no three square meals a day.

Glob. Now, don't you want to give to the other people who aren't blessed with the things you have?

I know what some of you are thinking. "But kidZ, I'm just a kid. I can't give big fancy things to poor people."

Actually, you can. Every small step counts. Who knows - maybe just giving away your beloved teddy bear can put a smile on some kid's face this Christmas, and that's one less sad person in this world.

credit to spring.org.uk

Here are a few ways you can give to others this Christmas:

• Give away clothes or toys. This is what I'm doing this year. Go through every piece of clothing in your closet. If they don't fit you and if they look reasonably okay (giving away only your ink-stained shirts and torn-up jeans is just sick, man), give it away. Same goes with toys. Sometimes you'll feel a stab of heartache remembering the memories you had with them, but remember - you're doing this to make someone else happy. :D Sometimes if you're like me, you'll have a big boxload of stuff to give away, which is enough to make half a dozen little girls clothed and happy. (I NEVER CLEAN UP MY CLOSET, OKAY? D: )
• Donate. Don't know what to do with the fifty dollars your mom gave you? Instead of using it to buy yourself a gift, why don't you consider donating? (You'll have enough gifts tomorrow, anyway >.>) If I had enough money to donate (I'm pretty much bankrupt ._.), I'll probably give it to an orphanage or animal shelter. Or a home for the aged. OR a hospital. OOOR to a soup kitchen. OOOOR...well, whoever needs the most help. You decide. :)
• Make a Christmas feast. (Warning: I don't really suggest this if you can't cook...just sayin'.) Prepare a nice Christmas feast and give it to the needy. Anything that's tasty and lasts for some time works: soup, sandwiches, boiled eggs...your special Uber-Cheesy Ham-Bacon-Pepperoni-Shrimp-Olive-Anchovy pizza...XD

...yeah that's it. XD I'm so clicheeeeee.

Peace out, homes.

Almost 600 Views!

:D Yeah. Kid Fort has exactly 591 vieeeeews! Which will soon be about six hundred once the bots come in. They always react whenever I write a new post. -____-

Anyway, orz.

Thank you guys for being such loyal and awesome readers! (You are loyal readers....right? o_o) Srsly! As I have said in a previous post:

EVERY. SINGLE. VIEW. MAKES. ME. HAPPY.

'Course, this amount of views is nowhere near the amount of views my mom's inactive blog has, but hey, stay optimistic, right?

I'm thinking of animating an ad for this blog. It'll be full of randomness, and it's mostly just me pleading you guys to visit my blog. Emphasis on PLEADING. :V

....so I guess that's it. I'll probably post again later tonight. 'Cause I got writer's block and this blog totally needs more extremely random and nonsensical posts.

Peace out.

what? no picture? NO PICTURE? mm-hmm. deal with it. so as i said, peace out. :3

kidZ's Cheesy Stuffed Toy Story

TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY. I AM BEING A LOVELY NARWHAL.

Okay, as you know, my cheesy stories are pretty long (and obviously cheesy -.-) so please bear with me. I'm sharing a sentimental piece of my childhood here; the least you can do is suck it up and read D:

When I was a little kid, my big bro and I had a lot of stuffed toys.We named each and everyone of them and created stories out of them, kind of like Andy in Toy Story.

The difference is, though, that our play was very structured. Being the evil little geniuses we were, we created the Wild Safari Boarding School. Our plot was that all our stuffed toys were students in a boarding school, and we were the teachers. They were taught different skills, depending on what class they were - Scouts (soldiers in training), Princesses (...I was a girly girl back then. No judgement.), or Babies (the young 'uns).

All of them, however, had an elemental power. Our job was to control that power, too.

I had the best time when I was with my "students". My brother and I would give field trips to space, underground, Atlantis, and the magical forests. We'd teach them how to cook, sew, draw magical charts, control their element, write and speak in the Galactic and Elfish language, and even how to defuse bombs if they were Scouts. Occasionally we'd build an HQ or dorm of some sort (made out of pillows and notebooks, of course) in the living room with elevators and secret passages.

Since everyone came from diverse backgrounds - there were monkeys, bulls, aliens...floating panda heads... o____O- there was no need to teach boring stuff like history and math. Most of the time our classes were about entrepreneurship, element training, and the good care of one's stuffing.

Actually, WSBS wasn't exactly on Earth. It was Earth in a different dimension, a dimension called Wild Safari. My favorite features of the place were their whistle roses and fur grass. The currency in Wild Safari were QuailBucks and QuailCoins. (All of this complicated stuff was conjured up by a seven- and an eight-year-old. I told you we were geniuses.)

As I write this, I feel kind of guilty. Being a "big kid", I don't hang out with my toys much anymore. It's not because I think about what other people think (since when did I care about what people think of me? .3.); it's because I got bored.

I always knew what would happen because I controlled them. If they faced a dragon, I knew how they would beat it. If their grades went down to rock bottom, I knew that after they breathe in genius gas their grades would be alright. I didn't always want to know what would happen everytime. I wanted something unpredictable.

Y'know what? I'm gonna introduce you to some of our veteran students.

Stitch - He is a Stitch stuffed toy our grandma brought from San Francisco. His dad is Stitch Sr., his mom is Angel, and his stepmom was Lilo :D. He was sent to Wild Safari because Stitch Sr. liked the education system there. Stitch is a Scout who controls water, and he's in love with Pallah :3

Doggy Hiccup - A floppy tan dog with brown patches all over, and he has no eyes. "Hiccup" was what his tag says, so that became his surname. He came to WSBS because he liked the harmony of the place. Doggy is a zen-like dog, a peacemaker who loves meditation. He's avid friends with Panda, who loves meditation too. For someone who likes peace so much, it's ironic that he's a Scout who controls light and balance, and is in love with le obnoxious White Teddy.

Brown Teddy Happee - A tiny dark brown teddy. (duh.) He's half polar bear and half grizzly bear. There's a tag that says "Happee" on his butt. BT and his older sister, White Teddy, were sent to WSBS because their parents Momma Bear and Everwhite were too busy. He's the jerk in the school, the evil dude, the absolute troublemaker, although he's pretty scared of WT. He's a Scout who controls darkness. All he says is "pih". .___.

White Teddy Happee - She's a chubby cream-colored teddy bear, a Princess who controls wind. She's the BFF of Pallah and the top Princess. WT is a super girly girl, very trendy, and kinda mean. In lovlez with Doggy. All she says is "pih", too.

Pallah Ape - She's a white, furry little monkey who used to hold a red stuffed heart in her hands. (We cut it out because it prevented us from using her arms.) Pallah is a fire Princess. The Ape family brought her to WSBS because they love all the plants and nature. She's in love with Stitch.

Panda Panda - Panda is actually a tiny shoulderbag with a panda face. She's actually the school counselor, but she's also a student. Strict, wise, and frank, Panda is a psychic who spends most of her time meditating. When she meditates, she floats around and sings her famous song, "Panda Panda Panda Panda." o.O

Gund Happee - Gund is the cousin of WT and BT. He's a teddy bear with curly fur and a blue bow around his neck. We got his name because of the tag on his butt, as usual. Technically he's a Scout, but being the shy timid wimp he is, most of the time he hangs out with the Princesses. His parents sent him to WSBS 'cause they wanted him to get tougher.

I actually have many, many more to introduce to you - Bull-E, the pink and green bully bear; Milky and Cowy (a.k.a. TEH TORROS), two bulls who control milk; Glitch, the crazy Stitch hat who controls celestial energy and loves to cook - but that would take up forever. >____>

Anyway, hoped you like today's dose of cheesiness.

Peace out.

The Power of KAWAII! :D

First, I'd like to acknowledge my very first follower. (Hai Courtney :3.) Made me so happy it was like my favorite fanfiction writer updated her story *^* If a pageview brings me joy, what more with getting followers? AND COMMENTS! :D

Okay, that's over with. Now I'd like to talk to you about

THE POWER OF KAWAII!

I read in the Good Dog magazine (le December 2012 issue) that there was a study conducted in Japan. First the lab rats test subjects were given paperwork. Once they were done with it, they were divided into three groups.

They were given paperwork again, but this time pictures were pasted on the wall they were facing. Group A had pictures of adult animals, Group B had pictures of baby animals (D'AAAW! o3o), and Group C had pictures of food.

Guess which team had the best concentration and focus? DING-DING-DING! Group B!

Basically because something cute was in front of them, they were much more cheerful. And if someone is cheerful, paperwork becomes easier because they're actually willing to focus. And so, scientists discovered THE POWER OF KAWAII!!!

Now I want to share with you a little bit of the power of kawaii.

I've been browsing Animal Planet and Petfinder.com a lot recently, and I've been checking out their super cutesy videos. Here are some of my faves:

Dogs 101:

my faaaaavorite breed. those golden cuties are just sooo >w<

Cats 101

Pets 101

Too Cute! (this is literally just...too cute >w<)

Now, young one, you have witnessed the power of kawaii. If you didn't go "D'AAAAW" and giggle and - if you're a boy - punch a wall to regain your manliness, then you, sir/madam, don't deserve the power of kawaii in your life >:I

So what are you waiting for? Print a bunch of elephantably cute pictures of frolicking kittens, puppies, and bunnies, tape it above your study desk, and see how easy math becomes :3

Peace out.

Things That Helped Me Win NaNoWriMo

Ah. Two posts in one day. I'm in a good mood, aren't I?

Anyway, here are a bunch of things that helped me finish my 51k word novel :>

1. TONS of Patience and Determination

I'm serious. If I gave up, I wouldn't have won. If I didn't stay up late to write, I wouldn't have won. If I didn't give up writing other stories for a while, I wouldn't have won.

And if I wasn't patient with myself and listened to my Inner Editor (I named her Unawesomeness :3), I wouldn't have won.

2. WriteOrDie.com

Write. OR DIE D:<

That is how WriteOrDie.com works :3 Basically all you do is type up your word-count goal, set the amount of time you want to finish it, choose your modes (since I'm a wimp, I use Gentle Mode and the grace period is set on Strict), then write. OR DIE >:D

credit to blog.karenwoodward.com

3. Early Planning

I had an idea for the plot waaaaaay before, around July or something. So when I joined NaNoWriMo on late August, my mind started to work.

First the main plot...then the main characters...then the names of the main characters...then the plot twist...then the subplots (this actually doesn't count much, since I just made up 75% of the subplots along the way)...then the plot twist...then the ending...

And then, you're ready to go :D

4. A Funny Poem

As I was about to end my NaNo journey, I came upon this funny poem in the forums. It was exactly how I felt. -.- Knowing there were others out there who felt as frustrated I was made me feel a whole load better. I added a few paragraphs, though, to make the poem more inspiring. (The ones in green were the ones I added.)

Curse You NaNoWriMo!

by BatsAreBest

I was sitting here at a computer

With four days left to write.

I'm sitting, staring, at a blank screen.

I want to scream with all my might.

I can't seem to master

These things that are called books.

It seemed like it'd be easy!

Not as simple as it looks.

Words won't come flowing

Out of my fingertips.

My doggie isn't helping.

Stop those loud, annoying yips!

I can't think of a plot twist,

Or any unexpected turns.

For an amazing piece of text,

My heart really yearns.

How am I getting my character

To develop and change?

I want it believable,

But it's turning out quite strange.

Why did I ever want to take on

This long thirty day task?

If I can't finish, I can't show my face,

I must always wear a mask.

A whole month full

Of literary abandon!

That's what all the flyers said.

Well, I am ready to abandon!

This horrible novel I just can't seem

To get on the hook!

Who ever told me

That I could write a book?

I feel like giving up.

Everyone else seems already done.

What should I do?

This really isn't fun.

Too much pressure!

The deadline can't be met.

I'll go out and dunk my head-

It might help me to get wet.

What was I thinking?

I never should have turned on this computer.

How am I ever going to win, if

I can't even spell the word shuter?

It even looks dreary outside.

It's windy and it's raining.

But theres one more problem,

And this is the most paining.

How can I expect to write a book,

When I can't stop complaining?

***

Till I stopped and sighed

And walked away

Out of my house, deciding,

"Maybe I won't be done in thirty days"

Oh, why did I take this wretched challenge?

I thought it could be good for my self-esteem

But no, this was a form of torture

This thing called NaNoWriMo was too extreme

Then I saw a boy

With ice cream in hand

But the cone fell

Into the sand

I chuckled and thought

"This could happen to my charrie"

Maybe it could make him

Snap at his friends gruffly

And maybe, they were to answer back

For he was being truly rude

"We didn't do anything, you were a klutz,

It was your fault!" they would argue

They would squabble about this all day and night

Till they decided this was enough

They disbanded and said farewell

For getting along was just too tough

"That's it!" I cry suddenly

And run back to my laptop

I switched it on to Microsoft Word

And started writing non-stop

True, maybe I won't win

And all my effort was for naught

But at least I had a bit of fun

And man, I had an awesome plot

That's all. Peace out :3

I WON NANOWRIMO

CAPS LOCK WOOOO

Anyway, yesterday I won NaNoWriMo.

AND I AM SO HAPPY I'M GONNA PLACE SOME CELEBRATION GIFs IN.

credit to omonafiles

credit to pandaheyes

credit to gifs-for-the-masses

The middle one isn't moving. I iz sad.

...and that's essentially it. I'm just super happy.

Peace out.

300+ Pageviews!

Yes, I am making a random post to celebrate 300+ pageviews.

A few days ago, this blog had 23 vieeeews. Which made me very happy :3. (I am such a loner XD)

i'mma girl D: credit to bshea2015 on tumblr

I know this blog is inactive aaaaand you're probably wasting your time reading it, but I appreciate every single view :,)

EVERY. SINGLE. VIEW. MAKES. ME. HAPPY.

oh glob. i found this in nanowrimo :O

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You readers make mah heart sing. Of course, when it sings it wouldn't be able to pump blood...then I'd lack blood...then I'd die...then I won't be able to update Kid Fort...

Yeeeeah. ._.

Peace out.

Mah Novel

:3 I should be writing my novel right now...

Anyway, yes, like I said in my last post, I have been writing a novel for NaNoWriMo (that's National Novel Writing Month to you, thank you very much :I). And I'm currently panicking since I don't have enough words yet.

Brief summary:

"Ricky Runner is the only girl in the whole world who has no EPA - that is, an Extraordinary Physical Ability. The only person who can give her one is Dr. Renalds, a famous guy who just happens to be the most powerful man on the planet. But when he mysteriously disappears after a plane crash, Ricky is convinced that she MUST find her idol, no matter how dangerous her adventure may be. Together with her best friend Harold, her sister Sue, and the loner Eva, they set out to look for Dr. Renalds - the only man who can fix all their problems. And they won't let a psychic cavewoman, a battle of the bands, or Cookie the school bully get in their way."

Copy-pasted from my account :D

HERE'S A PICTURE OF RICKY:

:D Ain't she pretty? Gimp is doing miracles again :,) Yes, her hair's all brunette-blond. I like characters who have unique hair, so I made Ricky's hair all streaked and stuff. Her hair is too shiny though.

HERE'S A PICTURE OF EVA:

Yeah...she doesn't have a right eye... o_O

AND NOW FOR SUE:

Goggles. It feels so good when I create a six-year-old who already likes the steampunk style.

Anyway, I don't have a pic of Harold yet. 'Cause I'm too lazy to make him >:D.

That's all for today. Go milk a cow and shampoo a tree now. Peace out.

Updates

LOL. Yes. I have simply come here to post about updates.

AM I OR AM I NOT AWESOME? :D

(Nobody is allowed to choose the latter *^*)

Soooo...updates. Yes. Updates. Haha. Hehe. Heehee. Kaboom.

• The GIF header sucked. I mean, seriously. >.> It was so lame I don't even think I could think about it without facepalming. Sooo I recently downloaded Gimp, this free long-lost twin of Photoshop (I guess  I might do a blog post about it sometime...), and I thought of creating a new header. (Yes. It sucks. But it's pretty good for someone who just tried Gimp twice D: )
• Deleted Tanked, like I said before. Finally, all that "IT'S PETER RABBIT I GOT THIS OOOOONE *rabbit guts blow up*" noise is gone. -3- I have replaced it with "Daily Funneh C:"
• I need to advertise this blog D: Srsly. I'm pretty sure the only people who reads this are...are...random Google trolls who have nothing else to do. BUT TO THE FEW PEOPLE WHO READ THIS BLOG. THANK YOU. I HEART YOU GUYS. [weep, weep, fart]
• Okay, so I might go deathly inactive again. I am such a wonderful friend. That's because I'll be really busy this November writing a novel (yes, I will write a novel :<), doing my schoolwork seriously this time (the perks of being homeschooled), get Christmas presents for mah loved ones, uh...my mom is probably gonna open my brother and me a website where we can sell stuff. Stuff like that.
• RANDOM HARRY POTTER COMIC FTW:

And THAT is why casting is extremely important in movies. Especially in the Percy Jackson movie. (I can go on all night talking about why I don't like that film -.-)

Well...chizz. G'night.

even if it isn't night in yo country, lie down and sleep or i will come to your home in the middle of the night and pour baked beans on your cat.

Avatar Junk!

Yes, I am posting two posts in one day. I owe it to you guys >.>

Anyway, some Avatar - as in Legend of Aang and Legend of Korra - stuff that I want to show you guys! .3.

1. Avatar Republic

Sigh. I'm doing advertising for a friend. *3*

Anyway, it's this forum called Avatar Republic. It's basically a place where all Avatar fans can chat, discuss their Avatar stuff, make jacked-up debates...you get it now.

2. Let's Speak English with Avatar Aang

LOL. It's something some guy did on a vocaloid vid.

Zuko says: "I'm surrounded by idiooooots D:"

3. Lannieeeee :D

Erm...she's basically Jewie-neesan's waterbender character. (You remember Jewie-neesan, right? D: )

If only I can find Lannie...Jewie-neesan updates too much (i ^ i) XD

HERE SHE IS! AFTER TWO MINUTES OF IMPATIENTLY SEARCHING, HERE ISH LANNIE LE WATERBENDER AND HER CREEPY BLINKING EYES!

Mmkay, my work here is done. Peace out.

Le Faddict Craze

Aaaand I'm back. After one month. If I apologize now, you guys won't trust me anyway -3- but I'll say sorry anyway. Sorry :(

Now, first, whut is a faddict?

Faddict (fah-dict)
-a person who is addicted to following fads;
-someone who is super trendy. Like, SUPER trendy

For some people who don't know, a fad is basically the trend of the moment. Then, the world moves on to the next awesome movie/book/song/meme and you are forgotten. Just think of Price Tag. Or Percy Jackson. Or Twilight. Or the death of Michael Jackson. ._.

I really don't like fads, mainly because of the way faddicts act around you when you haven't checked the fad out.

Like, when the Hunger Games movie showed up. Let me tell you that, before the movie, I've never heard of Hunger Games. Because nobody I knew talked about it, and nobody I knew read it (or so I thought >.>). When the movie shows, boom. Suddenly all your friends have read the book. Suddenly your classmates all say the book is great. Suddenly your best friends start worshiping Suzanne Collins. Suddenly your cousins listen to "Safe and Sound" until you want to stay away from Taylor Swift forever.

And of course, poor little me - who hasn't watched the movie, read the book, or listened to "Safe and Sound" until recently (when, surprise, the world was rocking to "Gangnam Style") - felt as obsolete as a VHS among CDs. (I bet none of you even know what a VHS is >3<)

Sadly, since I don't watch movies much (my belief is, "Why spend a thousand pesos to watch a movie that you can watch in HBO - for fudging FREE - a few months later? -.-") or listen to music a lot, I almost always have to put up with mah faddict friends. And putting up with faddicts suck, I tell you.

It reeks when people go:

"Hai kidZ, you want to meet up at KFC?"
"Okai, sure!"
*when suddenly, as we're eating chicken, a song plays*
"OH GLOB! :D ♪EEEEH! SEXY LADY! OP-OP-OP-OP, OPPA GANGNAM STYLE!♪"
"*worried my friend has gotten possessed* Hey what are you singing?"
"Gangnam Style"
"Wha's that? o.O"
"LOL, do you live in a rock or something?"

...

I mean, ask me all the fad songs I remember. (This is more or less in order .3.) Hawak Kamay, Love Story, You Belong to Me, Nobody Nobody but You, Billionaire, Teach Me How to Dougie, Price Tag, Call Me Maybe, Gangnam Style. I'm sure you know most of these >_>

So anyway, moral of this post: Hanging out with faddicts...suck.

:D

Peace out.

INACTIVENESS

Yes, this is another very boring and super random post.

First, my apology:

i am almost super sorry about being extremely inactive for the past month. it ish because i was doing nothing and forgot all about you viewers :D

OK, now that the apology is over with, here is my oath:

i, kidZ smith, am almost vowing to care about you readers more. i will absolutely not promise that i'll post more because i shouldn't make promises i can't keep :3

:D Nothing makes me feel awesomer than screaming at your face with large text

Anyway, just a few updates ._.:

• You obviously noticed the new, crummy heading. I spent half an hour making that :3 but it took me hours to find a suitable GIF maker. That header basically signifies the utter randomness and excitement of this blog. Huzzah.
• I'm thinking about removing Tanked. Because that "IT'S PETER RABBIT I GOT THIS OOOONE *rabbit guts*" sound annoys me. I will replace it with hamster apps and all sorts of fun things.
• This blog is as unpopular as Ann Platter. "Who is she?" you say? EXACTLY. :D I only have 200-something pageviews. *weep, weep*

And I'll try to be exciting from now on. :3

OK BAI

Brave! (Le Movie!)

XD So I just came back from the cinema in Greenbelt (can you believe they're like, seven malls connected to make one Goliath supermall? :O) and we watched the movie Brave.

from freeismylife.com! WOOHOO

Yeah, this is gonna be a lame movie review ^3^

I'm pretty sure most of you have already seen the movie, but I'm gonna go on and make you bored :>

Believe it or not, Brave is pretty much a mother-daughter kind movie ._. the trailer didn't warn you about it, did it? T_T

There's this princess named Merida whose mom, Queen Elinor, keeps on bossing her around and making her act like a princess. You know what that means, guys. It means Merida has to be perfect, and ladylike, and beautiful, and must never touch a weapon. (And you girls thought being a princess was a good thing T.T)

Obviously, Merida doesn't WANT to be a princess. It's boring, and terrible, especially when she found out that suitors from le three other tribes of the kingdom are competing for her hand in marriage.

She runs away and meets the witch (a-hem, WOODCARVER :D) in the forest, and Merida requests a spell to change her fate and Queen Elinor. Sooo the witch gives her a magic cake, which Merida gives to her mommeh.

GUESS WHAT? Queen Elinor turned into a bear :3

Basically this is one of those boring, "gotta go undo the spell before the second sunrise or else mah mom's gonna be a bear forever D:" plots. Yeeeaaaah...Merida's dad hates bears. A bear took his leg :D so you can guess what would happen.

NOW FOR MY THOUGHTS :D

First of all, Merida doesn't fall in love. So that automatically makes her the best Disney princess so far \m/ I almost hate it when those Disney people make it seem like the destiny of every princess is to fall in love at the age of 16 and marry in a couple days T_T

Second, they make Scotland come alive with their caber toss and bag pipes and accent and kilts (aka man skirts!).

And this film is basically awesome. I don't watch a lot of movies (in cinemas, anyway >.>) and I'm pretty picky, but this is really good!

Uh...I'm done now. >3< Peace out.

Party Animals D:

You know, you MUST be wondering why I'm posting at midnight. Well, I'll tell you.

I usually go to bed 2 in the morning now (guilty, guilty -.-), but there's one thing keeping me up in particular: party animals.

One of our neighbors is holding a party and there's loud club music everywhere and people screaming and going "WOOOO~ AW YEEEAAAH!" like me when I get the high score on Nyan Cat Fever, singing karaoke (these people...can't sing. And I was being polite there! :3), AND DISTURBING kidZ D:

And oh yeah, THEY DON'T SEEM TO MIND THAT IT'S FLIPPING MIDNIGHT.

You're free to call me a killjoy or a buzzkill or...or...or whatever I'd call Morgan Quartzeffer (lol, she's a character in one of my stories. Move on). But I personally think that any party that ends later than 11:30pm probably sucks.

They're so noisy I just want to go upstairs, open the window, throw a chair out and scream, "YO! YOU PARTY ANIMALS! YEAH YOU! SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE SO CAN YOU LIKE 

LOWER YOUR FLIPPING VOLUUUME? 

you sound like Joridge when he's drunk on Coke >:I"

I normally don't mind loud music and screaming and stuff--'cause I, like, listen to music on my iPhone on full volume and my voice is so loud that it can LITERALLY be heard three houses away--and I have nothing against parties, but seriously.

My brothers  I MEAN I need all the beauty sleep I can get >:I

When I'm older (and still a kid, FOREVER! :O), when I go to parties, I'm probably gonna listen to hacking awesome loud songs at eight in the evening, scream only because I totally just beat Kuya in Nyan Cat Fever, and totally not disturb future kidZs.

I mean, I don't want a homeschooled, totally talented and totally insane blogger girl to open her window, throw a chair at me and scream, "YO! YOU PARTY ANIMALS! YEAH YOU! SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE SO CAN YOU LIKE 

LOWER YOUR FLIPPING VOLUUUME? 

you sound like Mandarin when she's drunk on Gatorade >:I"

And since I have perfect respect for such people, I'll oblige.

Peace out.

kidZ's Cheesy Bro Story

I told you I like making a series out of my old posts :D

So anyway, today I'd like to talk to you guys about my brothers! (A bunch of carpenters are tearing the roof off my house and I ran out of topics sooo...) I know, there's nothing new about a girl being smack in the middle of two boys, but my bros are preeeeetty unusual. And that's what matters.

SIBLINGS PORTRAIT:

Creeper gonna creep \m/ credit to MEEEE for the photo. took me four hours to make it :I

I drew us in our signature outfits :coolface: so the one in the weird creeper outfit is my older bro, Jorem, and the one with his tiny hand in MY tiny hand is my little bro, Joridge (D: I FORGOT HIS BLUSHIES NUUUU).

So first I'll start with my older bro whom I call KUYA :D.

He's exactly 10 months and 26 days older than me, and he's been mah buddy all my life. LOL, the reason I keep using the word "older" is because I'm taller than him :3

Kuya's probably the model of an average big brother: annoying, but pretty awesome as far as brothers go. But he's totally weeeeeird. He's obsessed with Minecraft...and cats, particularly Nyan Cat. Unlike me, he's not much of a people person, but make him the leader of a zerg rush invasion, and you'll think he has a thousand friends the way he talks to his comrades.

We have this secret language that we usually use at the dinner table. Some are:

• Rolling eyes - "Ugh, stop fighting"
• Tapping twice - "Please stop"
• Squinting - "What the huh?"
• Pointing to the kitchen door - "Let's go"

And I also think we're the only people who can say "Meow" after a lecture and not take it as an insult.

Me: "Kuya, would you please, PLEASE flush the toilet whenever you go number two? I mean it TOTALLY STINKS and I've taken it UP TO HERE with your pig-man-dirty-thing-ness. If you don't, you're really gonna get it >:I"

Kuya: "Meow."

Me: "GOOD. YOU UNDERSTAND ME >:O"

I remember one time, when my mom was still working, and I was around four or five. Our grandparents left the house, so Kuya and I basically were home alone with our yaya (maid, nanny, housekeeper, etc. etc.).

We were lying down, pretending to be asleep...and when our grandma shut the door, we both sat up and said "I can't sleep T ^ T."

We ended up talking ALL NIGHT.

As if that was not enough, at around eight in the morning, our yaya told us that our mom had come home with a bag of Ricoa Flat Tops chocolates and went to the market with our grandparents. Breakfast was not cooked yet, so I took two of the chocolates and brought it to our room.

The chocolate tasted so good D: Kuya had me running back and forth to get some more, until I just decided to bring the entire bag to our bedroom.

We finished the entire bag of Flat Tops, got a scolding, and since we were too full to eat the toast and ham, that meant we just had chocolate for breakfast :3

Basically, it was just me, Kuya, and our stuffed toys for a looooong time.

That is, until one night, my mom told me that we had a new baby sibling! Hoorahz!

My bro bet that it was gonna be a boy; I obviously bet it was gonna be a girl, because I always wanted a sissyfoo. We agreed that the baby's name shall be Joridge Renaldy if it ended up being a boy, and if it was a girl, she'll be Daizen Tria. (My mom loves unique names XD)

Obviously I lost the 20 pesos I bet >.<

Joridge is like the cutest four-year-old in the history of the cutest four-year-olds D: when he grins his evil little grin, I just wanna give him a big bear hug and NEVER LET GOOO (i o i). But he's super, duper, duper, ANNOYING D:

First of all, if you tell him to NOT do something (e.g. "Do NOT change the channel >:O") he does exactly that T_T. Second, no matter HOW many times you scold him or shout at him or noogie him or steal his little cellphone toy from him, he will not listen. Third, he has more energy than a nuclear plant D:<. Fourth, he can move really fast--we almost thought he pickpocketed a bottle full of milk in the mall. (It turned out to be HIS bottle of milk XD)

But as far as four-year-olds go, he's one of the coolest. He can't read anything, but he can recognize logos and knows more about computers than I do. He'll go "Ate, Ate, look at netbook! It'sh Windows XP! Smart Buddy! I, I got Samsung Galaxy Y!"

And I'm like "whuuuut? o.o"

And he learns real quick. I mean, I've already told you I take some Japanese lessons, and he came into the room just in time for the techno lady voice thing to go "Wa doko desu ka?" and he left. Half a week later, when my mom was giving him a bath, he yelled out, "MAMA, WA DOKO DESU KA?"

T_T Are my brothers cool or what?

*Another makeshift jump break :P*

There's one thing tho: THOSE TWO HAVE NO BROMANCE WHATSOEVER.

They love fighting and wrestling with each other. (This is why Joridge has the most macho toddler arms and roughest toddler feet I've ever seen in ever ._.) I tend to be their peacemaker/referee/Mom Number Two.

Srsly. When they fight...They. Turn. Into. MANIACS :O

I heart them both anyway. -3-

from thatsnerdalicious.com

Peace out :>

Nursery Rhymes...TRAUMATIZE CHILDREN >:O

You know what? I SUCK at blogging because all my topics are totally random and somewhat boring >.> That is why I only have a hundred and eighty pageviews! :D

So I'm going to complain (AGAIN) about nursery rhymes. It's funny that I actually found them entertaining once in my life, because some are totally lame and even violent. (It's just like Dora the Explorer D:!)

Don't believe me? Well, leave it to ME to weirdify the totally normal things in your life in one of the longest blog posts I've ever written. (You're welcome.)

1. Jack and Jill went up a hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
Lalalalalalala,
Lalalalalala!
Lalalalalalala,
And Jill came tumbling after!

T_T Seriously. What kind of message are you teaching children?

These two kids go up a hill to get a pail of water. Can someone really survive with a pail of water? I mean that's just enough for their baths. "Lalalala I'm gonna get my bathwater and totally risk my life so I can smell clean lalalala"

And then Jack just FELL and broke his crown. So I'm guessing that either means three things, which are all bad:

           a) Jack is a prince. And he fell DOWN. What happens to their little kingdom now, huh? ._.
           b) The top of your head is called your "crown." T_T Serious skull fracture, people.
           c) It's one of those little plastic crown things that you get cheap at Toys R Us. :( You know how HARD it is to buy a toy with your allowance? And then you just BREAK it the day after? D:

Jill then falls and joins Jack. And then the one who made this rhyme had the nerve to add "LALALALALA" as if them becoming hospitalized and needing a brain implant and all these staples on their skull is a GOOD thing? :O

2. Rock-a-bye baby
On the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
Down came baby
Cradle, and all

Seriously. Anyone who can read can understand why this rhyme is subconsciously brainwashing children to like violence, but I'll go on anyway.

WHO PUTS A CRADLE WITH A BABY ON A TREE?

I mean, SERIOUSLY! Don't you care at all that your child WILL FALL OFF the tree and could be seriously injured?! >:O Nuff said.

3. Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes! Ashes!"
We all fall down

Uh this is seemingly harmless, right? :)

Wrong.

This song was written about a British plague (le bubonic plague, aka the BLACK DEATH D:<) and I'll tell you about the dark, dark meaning of this song.

"Ring around the rosy" is about their disgusting rash, which was rosy red and shaped like a ring. "A pocketful of posies" was about the time when people carried fragrant herbs called posies in their pockets, because they believed the Black Death was caused by revolting smells. (If we lived at that time, that probably meant your brother's feet caused this entire thing :3.) "Ashes, ashes!" refers to the CREMATION OF THEM DEAD BODIES. "We all fall down" is pretty obvious, y'know.

Never, EVER sing this to your future children. Especially if you're British. -.-

4. (Uh this will be long)

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev'ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine..

How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
But I kissed her little sister,
I forgot my Clementine.

>:I You know what, I can't even begin talking about what's wrong with this song. First of all, it has too many complicated words D:

Second, so WHAT if you can't swim? Throw her a lifesaver! Row out with a boat! CALL 911! You're just gonna flipping leave her to DIIIIIE?!

And, what, you just KISS HER SISTER AND FORGET ABOUT HER?!

"Clementine! Clementine! I can't live without you! I miss you so much! I'm probably gonna spend the rest of my life sulking, watching golf tournaments in my underwear and ignoring my parents' pleas for me to suck it up and get a job! CLEMENTINE NUUUUUUU--" *her sister walks by* "Uh, who's Clementine? I just saw me a hot chick! :D"

T_T This song ruins people.

5. Mary, Mary, quite contrary,

How does your garden grow?

With silver bells and cockleshells

And pretty maidens all in a row

Another harmless song, huh? :D

WRONG.

This song was written about Queen Mary Tudor (aka BLOODY MARY >:O) and her lovely, lovely days executing people. The garden is the GRAVEYARD, the silver bells and cockleshells are her INSTRUMENTS OF TORTURE, and the maidens are the GUILLOTINES (the first guillotine was nicknamed "The Maiden").

Nursery rhymers are SO good at encrypting their songs. -.- 

*This is a makeshift jump break! :D!*

You know, I think everything that I said here can be summarized into this neat little video.

Yes, make Chuck Norris cry :>

Well, that's it for the day. This post has been a draft for three days D:

kidZ, peace out! ;D

13 Sites? What the WHAT? :O

Such a weird post title :3 ANYWAY, in my last post, I've just discovered that by using le jump break feature, you people have to be FORCED to read the post instead of just checking it out on the homepage. That would mean I'll get a few more pageviews, and since I'm desperate for more pageviews...

JUMP BREAK FTW 

Words I Dislike! YAY! :3

XD My blog posts are getting more and more boring now. What exactly did you expect from reading a blog of a homeschooled girl whose only companions are her huggy pillow and the vast world of the Internet? Excitement? >.> lol

ANYWAY, I was talking about words I dislike. Yeah. LET'S TALK ABOUT THAT!

I'm actually guilty of using some of them a lot ._. when you're a writer, it pretty much doesn't matter if you like the word or not, as long as your readers can understand your works. But still, there's something about these words that bothers me like an annoying brother. (And believe me, I have two of those :3) I just thought you'd like to know about them, that's all.

And you expected excitement from this blog XD

• Top of the List: Curse Words

T_T You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes to know why I don't like these words. They suck more than a baby and his beloved lollipop.

I mean, so what if I have this weird habit to use a habit word.

Habit Word (hah-biht werd)

-a word that kidZ uses when she is stressed, surprised, or extremely happy; or

-a replacement for a curse word

:P You know, like those days that I stub my toe on the door and shout "CUD!" Ooooor I watch an episode of Natsu and Lucy stuck in a cave (NaLu supporter FOREVER) and I'll go "OhmyglobohmyglobohmyGLOOOOB!! D:"

Yeah. That's okay. Because the word "cud" means a grass that a cow eats...I think ._. And the word "glob" means a smush of somethingness. They're technically harmless.

Curse words are a different story, in my opinion. They're shouting out hurtful words. Calling someone a female dog hurts. A lot. (Especially if the one you're talking to is a boy and has no trace of canine i ^ i)

• Husky

I've read a bunch of romance novels--don't read them by the way, guys, and I'll explain in a later post--and in every single one of them, they have the word "husky" in it.

What's husky, you ask? It means hoarse. No not horse. Hoarse. (There's a huge difference, y'know.)

That will be sorta okay and all--if they didn't use it to describe the voice of EVERY SINGLE DUDE THAT THE GIRL HAPPENS TO FALL IN LOVE WITH. >:|

First of all, that has got to be extremely cheesy and overly macho to use the word "husky" to describe a guy's voice and make it sound all romantic. I mean, if a guy's voice is husky--and I'm reminding you that this means hoarse--I'd imagine the conversation to be like this:

"What...do you feel about me?" Kylie whispered, looking into Victor's warm brown eyes.

"You know what I feel about you?" he answered, his voice suddenly husky, "I feel there's nobody more special in the world than the girl right in front of me."

"There's something wrong with your voice ._."

"What?"

"Your voice. It's so rough."

"There's nothing wrong with my voice. It's just a little husky, is all."

"Dude. It sounds like you're rubbing an iPod on sandpaper!"

"WOMAN I WAS TRYING TO BE ROMANTIC D:<"

"WELL STOP BEING ROMANTIC, GET YOURSELF A GLASS OF WATER, AND FIX YOUR CREEPY VOICE."

:3 If anyone found a romance novel with that conversation, recommend it to me, and I'll read it in a heartbeat. XD But seriously. Has ANYONE noticed that I sorta have a half-true, messed-up point?

I'll only find "husky" okay to describe a guy's perfume. Oh yeah and for this dog, le Siberian Husky!:

OH MY GLOB THAT'S AN ALASKAN MALAMUTE. POSER. >:O XD lol jk. Credit to eigen werk :3

If I see this word describing a woman's perfume, I'm gonna tear the review off the paper, make the Alaskan Malamute pee all over it, and turn it to a lovely fertilizer. :D

• Yummy

Whenever I hear the word "yummy," the first image that pops into my mind is a duck covered with all this feathery, bouncing blubber. You probably don't see that everytime you eat a yummy cake or drink yummy yogurt shakes, but that's what I see, which is why I almost never use this word in my stories. And that's what matters.

Thanks to me, that's probably gonna be the first image you see everytime your mom tells you try out Gramma's "yummy" casserole!

Just because your mother used the wrong adjective, would you really want to see a duck with a weight problem everytime you eat that casserole? T_T

• Macabre

You know the meaning of macabre? Death, horror, gore, your grandma naked, gruesome...you get the point!

Strangely enough, that isn't what I see when I hear "macabre." Wanna know what I see?

Macaroons, maracas, macaroni, McDonald's, and Master Makarov from Fairy Tail. :> (Which is why syllables always matter in words. >.<)

• Affection

Affection. The cheesy word for sweetness and love, and hugs and kisses. Fish and chips, and all that.

Now, you can always count on me to turn seemingly normal words into a weird and confusing image. That happens to be my job in the world :D

Whenever I hear "affection," I see a girl patting a guy on the head while offering him these pastries covered in sugar and wrapped with a cute, pink little ribbon.

Imagine what happens to the poor guy every time you say "affection."

Affection.

"Aw, thanks, Carly! *grins, takes pastries*

Affection.

"*pat, pats* Um, thanks, I guess! *takes more pastries*"

Affection.

"You're really creeping me out now D:"

Affection.

"Stop patting me."

Affection.

"I'm getting so full...and my hair is so oily."

Affection.

"...SKREEEEE!!!! DDD:"

You see that? Affection traumatizes children. >:( XD lol no.

Last Song Syndrome: VOCALOIDS!

I love making a series out of old posts XD

So I'm guessing some of you don't exactly know what a vocaloid is. Well, they're basically these singing robot programs made in Japan. And, uh, they're just awesome. Enough said!

Time for some of mah faves.

Okotowari Shi Masu (I Refuse) by Miku Hatsune

♪Okotowari shi masu~ Okotowari shi masu, DANKO!~♪  *sigh* I love this song. The totally awesome Miku Hatsune (if you wantiez the Japanese way, where the last name comes first, then she's more popularly called Hatsune Miku) singing about not liking daily, boring life. :>

Road-Roller by the Kagamine Twins

Rin and Len are gonna BEAT YOU UP with this song XD

Ate Jewie. Looksies. It ish Len Kagamine >:D. (He ain't Loki but that doesn;t matter XD)

Gocha Gocha Uruse! (Stop Nagging Me!) by Neru Akita

Don't you wish you can sing this out loud...

WELL YOU CAN! :D Unless someone in your family is an expert at Japanese (OR has seen the video before), you can vent your stress out with this songzles. It's basically just one sentence again and again, anyway XD

Mom: Have you done your homework? -.-
You: GOCHA GOCHA URUSE MOM D:<
Mom: ...whut? o.o
You: Oh nothing :3

Triple Baka by Miku ft. Teto and Neru

WHY CAN'T I DRAW LIKE THAT? WHY? WHYYYYY?! D:

XD Well anyway, awesome, catchy song. 

( ＾ω＾)Oh, oh, oh, oh,(＾ω＾ )( ＾ω＾)Ohh, ohー, ohー,(＾ω＾ )

Peace out, peoplez  ^_^