The Boy Who Likes Me

He is driving me crazy, that boy who likes me. Crazy I tell you. I am not interested in him. Last week he was staring at me longingly. Yes, upsetting is it not? It makes me feel like I want to run up the wall. So mad, that I feel mad as a bull. He is a bull fighter and I am the bull. Help me!!! Please, I am begging you. This boy is not even in my class but whenever I see him, he is trying to get my attention. Do you know what he does? He gets all dramatic (there is no other word for it!), talks loudly, and acts weird.

Today, while I was playing PIG (a game) on the playground, he was bugging me and getting on my nerves. This is what he did. When it was my turn to be it, I was supposed to spin around with my eyes closed, count to 15 and then tag people on the play equipment. My eyes are supposed to be closed the whole time. So, I was it. I closed my eyes, spun around, counted, and then prepared to tag people. What happened? This boy, who was playing the game too, would not get out of my way. He wanted me to tag him every single time. When other people were it, he teased them, but he got out of their way. For my turn, he just wouldn't let me by. He followed me everywhere I went, like Mary's annoying little lamb. So I was forced to say "Get away from me XXXXXXX"! I don't want to tell you his name because people will read it that know him and I would be embarrassed. If he was embarrassed, that really wouldn't be my problem. He was the one who wouldn't leave me alone in the first place, so it's him and not me! Come on ! Look Peeps, I was forced to say this to him many times. But did he leave? Did he run away? Did he take heed to my viscous warning? NO!!! I was so mad that my head wanted to blow off, but I kept my mouth closed.

Peeps, he is going to pay. Here is my plan. Tomorrow, if he bothers me or looks longingly at me, I am going to tell him about my families rule. Here is the rule. If a boy wants me as a girlfriend, then he has to go and talk to my dad. Did I tell you that my dad is the headmaster? He is very strict and he is planning on keeping boys away like a guard dog at night! This boy doesn't have a chance and I am all smiley about that!

So here is the warning to all of the silly boys who like me or might like me in the future. Get lost buster! My dad isn't going to let me be pestered by any boys. Also you should be prepared to get a bloody nose from my big sister who is pretty fierce about protecting me.

But wait, if you are a nice boy, I would like to be your friend- just a friend, and I might even give you my candy from my Latin quizzes. Nice boys should also know that maybe in the future when I am much older, I would consider having you be more than a friend, but only after you talk to my dad.

Naughty boys, who want to be my boyfriend, let me just say to you, nothing is coming your way but trouble!

Spring

We are just 3 days away from spring and I am very excited. I just finished a book about a girl who loves flowers and the great outdoors and now I am reading an American Girl Story "Lanie" and guess what, she loves nature too.

My sister and I have been enjoying nature too. Last weekend, we played baseball in our yard with my neighbors. It was a lot of fun hitting the ball, running to the bases, and tagging people. I am just learning to hit, catch, and not to go out of the batting order. I learned that after people kept yelling at me! The weather was fantastic and we had a blast.

My family and I went out to breakfast last week and I ordered fresh squeezed orange juice. It was glorious. Have you had it? It is not like the kind you get at the grocery store. I wanted two more glasses of it! On Friday, since it was spring break, we decided to make out own fresh squeezed orange juice. First I washed the oranges, then I cut them into halves, and then we got out our juice maker/squeezer majigger. I squeezed 10 oranges and so did my sister. The orange juice was not cold so we put a bag of ice into the pitcher. We didn't put the ice straight into it because we didn't want the orange juice to become watery. It was delicious. Mmmmmmm! I then knew the value of orange juice and how much work it is to make it. We drank small amounts each time we had some so that we could have some the next day. As a surprise, on Sunday, we squeezed more oranges and made some juice for our teachers. They loved it

So now I am back to reading. You should be too. Read like you are on a race to save the world!

Spring Break!

I am so sorry that it has been so long since I have written to all my people. It is Spring Break so I have a good chance to be writing more and reading. It's a rainy day in Texas and my mama, my sister, and I will be heading to the library right after this to check out books for the week. This is heaven. I love the library because it smells of nice old books. They also have some comfy nooks where I like to sit on the animal bean bags and read forever.

I must tell you something hilarious. Last night, my sister fell asleep while playing with her silly putty. So, this morning she found a treasure in her hair. She woke up my parents telling them she had an emergency. My mom looked up on the computer all different ways to get it out. **Just in case you ever need to know how to get silly putty out of your hair, here it is. My dad put rubbing alcohol in my sisters hair and it melted the silly putty out. Then you put olive oil all over the hair and comb it out. This takes the most time. After you do this add some more olive oil to the hair (because the alcohol makes it very dry) and put a shower cap on for a few hours. When you wash it out, wash it well, and ta da! The hair is finished.

Last Saturday I competed in Y10 Womens Foil. For those of you who don't know what this is, it's fencing. I love poking people. It's so fun. A funny thing happened while I was waiting to fence. A bigger girl, Mary, came up to me and said to her mom, "Look mom, there is a little person." (PS, I am not that little!) Then she kept talking about how cute I was. It really made me as mad as a hornet, but I held my temper and just smiled. Then she told me that she was going to poke me. Since I was mad, I told her that I was going to poke her. So then I became known as "The Cute Girl who Pokes". I took third place in the tournament out of seven girls. Mary ended up in first place, but she is 12 years old and taller and has long arms. Next time, she should be prepared to be killed.

Lastly, I want to tell you about "The Pagemaster". I like fantasy worlds. The book is about a boy who is scared of everything until he goes into the library and begins to read. His life changes through "talking books" and the adventures with his new "book buddies". It was a great book and the illustrations are the best. I have included a picture of these illustrations for you to see.

Did you see that I finished book 29? Can you believe it? I am over a quarter of the way there. I am wondering what the bottom of my blog will look like when I am finished with my 100 books. Please keep suggesting books. I would also like to hear about what you are reading. You are reading aren't you? Don't stop reading just because you have nothing to read. I bet there is a library in your town too.