Stats

Stats is a palindrome. Stats spelled backward is statS.

But anyway, Just Remember has so far had 3233 pageviews. My old blog, The Light's the Limit, has 6241 pageviews. I wonder if anybody is going there.

I wonder if I should publicize my blog to my friends. XD Then they'd find out everything I write about them...O_o

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Mar would just laugh and ask me, "I did that?"
Hib would be all like, "..."


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Whatevs. Anyways....oh yep! In 11 days, on Dec 21st, I'm changing this blog to a wintry theme. Let's see, what day is Dec 21st anyway?

*checks*

Oh. A Saturday.


ITS SAAAAAAAAAAAAAATURDAYYYY

*waits for dad to yell*

"N_______..."

"Teehee," says me.

idk wuts gotn in2 me

oh btw Z just broke the computer keyboard table thing. I fixed it. With my tools. Called skills. Called kindness.

and also

i found an awesome kitty pic on the net. its me. in warrior form.

Lightningfooot! XD

This is the pic with my edits. I used Ribbet.

N

Hi, guys.

Today I made soup with mom and burned myself a million times. I daresay I completed a lot of work. I wonder if K-Lind will put up our DNA lab video in class tomorrow. My hands are so dry. As dry as...

Hm. Sure. They could be as dry as my backyard in the fall.

I hope the soup hurries. I want to blend it and then eat it. This morning I made horrible salty eggs and it's a good thing H didn't eat them. I ate them all and now I'm worried about my cholesterol because it really was a lot of salt. I didn't mean it.

Okay. I'm ultimately bored. I am just going to put ultimately random pictures in this post and caption them.

I am Tigerstar...

Oh really?

You'll be eaten if you don't believe me...

Should I be afraid?

ribbit

Sorry guys. I'm on a pic-postin-spreeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEeeeee!! This time it will be frogs. Rarely anybody likes these animals, but I do. So there.

-N

*sigh* HOW LONG MUST I WAIT UNTIL I CAN LEAP OUTTT

From left to right: JSF, N, H, and Z.

WAIT...was that a hawk?!

Frog left: Hi, I'm H! Frog right (N): Don't mind him...*slap*

(Any of you notice the strange right eye of the non-smiling frog?)

This world is fascinating, mashaAllah.

I'm sorry...but my mom told me not to trust you.

Don't let my color fool you.

the voices are telling me to kill you

Size don't matter!

neigh

JSF doesn't like cats. Here's a horsey post for her.

-N

PS: It's kinda strange for me to search 'cute horses.' Horses are usually referred to as 'beautiful.' But whatevs.

HA! Compare the speed. XD

Horses are always so calm and they rarely open their mouths or do face expressions, so I could not think of any captions for any of these images. I hope you are not offended, JSF.

meow

enjoy x3

-N

Is dat...a camwa?

Can I see wutz ur doin...?

Sleeping. Do not disturb.

But Mom...why can't I?

RAAAAWWWWWWWW.....NNNNN *zzz*

I iz Flowerkit.

You ekspekt me to believe dat?

Amongst all this royal redness, I'm still watching you.

Walk down the path of hope and follow your dreams.

Watz mor pwitty: me eyez or da flower?

We iz one!

Spottedpaw: I always have to find herbs for Yellowfang... *grumble*

Don't remind me of my horrible past, please...

Guys, wait!

EHEHEHE

Fine, I'll Do It

I wonder if it's a good or bad thing that I'm the only active blogger among my bro and sis. H blogs occasionally. I think his last post was on Eid. As for S, she blogs whenever I tell her to. Most of the time. Well, she's busy with her class. I hope she blogs more frequently when it's over. She better.

It's Friday.

I don't even know what to post here. So yeah. Toodel-oo.

N

Monday

It was sunny, so I was happy. And I kinda forget what happened on this day. Mainly, Dad just helped me study my biology notes. Urrrrrrrrrrhhhhhh. I like science, but I like CHEM, not bio.

I think my interests are useless. They can't earn me money in the future. My interests are food, art, food art, and writing. Book-writing doesn't earn you much, neither does art or food making. Although my uncle sold one of his drawings for 100 Malaysian dollars, but that's all. My grandma keeps a food blog but she doesn't earn any money. H is interested in engineering and S in psychology.

I need to do history homework now, toodeloo.

N

Sunday. Just Sunday.

Or should I say Snowday? It's snowing outside, and when I was sleeping, I wasn't warm at all. The snow's still falling. H is making waffles with harvest berries. He is humming. He doesn't like the snow.

Z is all excited about it though. I don't know what to feel about it.

Yeaaaaaaaaaaa.

N

Shatterday

Auntie Sal said it was gonna snow on this day, but it didn't. All what happened was rain, rain, and some hail. FUNNNN.

I don't like winter, but I always get excited when it snows. In the past I've always been known to stay inside while H and S partied outside in the snow. Because I don't like being cold. My favorite season is summer. In winter you can barely do anything. People in the past have died due to too cold weather.

Anyways, I studied my biology homework with Dad. It's about cells and all. I'm thinking of making a blog all about my school, because I don't want it along with other stuff on THIS blog.

My fingers are so cold they're not typing right.

The halaqa was about salat. Only Sr and Bdr were there. Nsrn stayed for a bit but left. We watched a hilarious short video about some guy who prayed too fast because he was excited about some soccer game he was watching. He did a cool move and jumped on his couch from behind. I needed to pee during the whole thing. But I waited until after everything was over.

N

Fwiiiiiday

I had a daft shot at 10AM. The doctor's place was called Full Bloom Pediatrics. It's so babyish. But there's a Wii in there, and a large fishtank. Ridiculous music plays in there. And there are colorfully babyish benches.

The nurse was snobby. She checked my height and weight. And I won't say my weight (not out of embarrassment, but because it's tmi), but my height is STILL 4'11".

As for the shot, it was very quick. I watched the needle go in, and I watched the blood pool out, and I watched her clean it up and slap a round band-aid on. Right after that, I felt like barfing. I had a feeling that my neck was being choked. "Yeah, it's gonna be sore for a while," said the nurse. "You have to exercise that arm a lot so it won't get sore."

I tried to exercise that arm, but I'm not left-handed. While H was at Joomah, I exercised with Z.

And later, I took off the band-aid. No blood at all.

N