I'm an old wrinkly girl at the age of three hands times five fingers

I came back from swimming about 40 minutes ago. I'm all wrinkly and dry and I can't find my lotion bottle. We prayed late. We're hungry. Chicken is in the oven now. Pardon me - S just told me to go and do something.

I'm back. So basically, the bowling was AWESOME and I had 37 points at the end of the first game (lame) but then on the second game we pulled the sides up and I got 94 (with the help of meh little six year old friend Hal). My ball was ten pounds and it was pinkish-red. Oh yeah and on the second game I did two strikes. I am very proud of myself.

Just now at the pool I nearly died. I was diving without goggles on and it was so deep (because I was fishing for something) and I nearly lost all my breath and thought I had come to my end as I was floating back up. Just as my hand touched the little swimming toy it floated away and I was surprised but then my oxygen went away and I had to float back up. Water was in my nose and I had to cough it out. I pinched my nose shut and blew so my ears could unclog. My chest had a sharp pain in it. My eyes slowly closed...and I died.







For real. This is my sister S in my account typing up this post for me. Because I really did leave this world.

It is hard to write in N's dumb, silly style. I'm sorry, fans out there who do not exist. *cackle*

Well, now that she's gone, my life will be so much easier. Now, to get rid of H. *cackles again*

~JSF


I'm back again. No, I was just joking. N is still here. She wrote all of the former. S doesn't even know N's password. And how would S know how N felt whilst swimming? Sure, N could have told her all about it, but would S have enough heart to get in her blog and write it all down? No. As y'all can probably see on S's blog, the last post was probably September 7 or something.

So basically that's it.

N (for realsies)

9:38 am

I just showered. Joycie is picking me up in an hour. Auntie Sal should be picking up H in an hour too to go to the Farmer's Market. S is at the high school already. She was angry when she showered in the morning because Kak Nora was showering for SO LONG with the hot water, and S had to shower with the cold water. I was silently angry at Kak Nora. Even I didn't shower for that long. So anyways, I slept in S's bed until I woke up at 8:40. Yeah, I sleep in S's bed now because we're both cold, and S says I'm always so physically warm, so I'm her human warmer. Kind of offensive, but I like sleeping with other people. Especially if they like to snuggle. Unfortunately S doesn't like to snuggle.

So now there are cars outside slamming doors and weird kids screaming and adults yelling. Throat still hurts, and I'm beginning to cough a little too. Need to take honey and gargle salt water. I hate that medicine, but it works. I like Ibuprofen but it doesn't work. So yeah.

My shower was wonderfully warm, and I warmed my freezing little fingers under the summer-hot water. Now they're freezing again and not typing what I want them to type.

Finally, H updated his blog. S should update hers.

N