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posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 3:10 PM 2 comments

Friend across the street

I used to live with my Pappy at his old house until I was six. There was this girl across the street named Alex and she had a little sister named Lanny. I remember going over there a lot, her mom always had a headache. She had a swingset in her back yard that we always used to play on. Since my pappy lived on a dead end street, we could always ride our bikes or draw on the streets with chalk. It was a happy time. I miss her.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 12:32 PM 1 comments

Weird

So I slept for 8 hours. And whenever I sleep that long, I usually dream. So....

It started out with Jocelyn, Aunt Doreen, Mommy, Allison and I going on vacation. I forget where to, but on the last day we had to take the trolley to a place called the Curve. And the trolley, which was open on top, started to go down a hill or something and it was in the air following the tracks going in circles and upsidedown and stuff. It was really, really weird. Jocelyn was next to me and she was having trouble holding on and not falling out. Then we got to this shopping place that I've seen in my dreams before. Allison, Jocelyn and Aunt Doreen went to one store and Mommy and I walked slowly to the Girl Scout store (which did not have Girl Scout stuff inside of it. I all of the sudden got panicky because I had to work that day but I was on vacation and still hadn't called off, so I went to text Jay to see if he could work for me, and I'm thinking to myself "It's Wednesday...he works....wait, no, it's Saturday and his last day was Friday". So I tried texting him, but my keys wouldn't work, so I ended up writing the letters on my phone, but the screen kept folding and so it was really hard, but the message was "Jay are you allowed to work for me or are you officially gone?" I couldn't send it though, because I woke up.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 9:50 AM 2 comments

The imagination of an Andrean child.

I remember when I was really little, and most nights for at least three years, I would always dream of not really flying, but floating. Not having to touch the ground as I walked. I used to think up these cool gadgets that would hold all of my stuff and then expand to get bigger whenever I needed them. And then I stored them all in a wheelchair sort of thing that rolled around with me. it was really neat. I probably sound like a freak, which well, is probably true, but it was just like, this is what I can do to make my life comfortably complete. I can have a laptop that goes into a small box and comes out big whenever I need it. I can store everything I could possibly imagine into a small compartment. It is really hard to explain becuase number one i don't remember everything and number two, it's always hard to explain dreams and the imagination. But looking back now, I really really miss being a kid and thinking up those things. Like, I really really miss it.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 9:40 AM 1 comments

The Little Sister I Never Wanted

It was about I don't know, october? of 1996, and my mom got allison and me together and told us she was having a baby girl.

I said, "Take her back".

My mom tried explaining to me that you can't just take her back, but I was insistant. I wanted a baby brother. I hated sisters. I never wanted another sister as long as I lived. I ran up and down the halls screaming and crying, telling her that I didn't want a sister, and to take her back.

Well, I ended up getting a baby sister.

In the hospital, we each got to hold her (Jocelyn).

She cried when I held her.

As she grew up, I guess I learned to live with her, and even like her. She and I got along a lot better than Alli and I ever will.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 11:43 PM 0 comments

oh my god

Okay, so i went to bed last night and woke up this morning perfectly fine. and then I went back to sleep around 10:30.

Boy was that a mistake.

I started to have this dream. It was New Year's Day and I was at school for an assembly. And then the assembly was over and I went down to the band room, and ran into Mr. K in every section of the band hallway. Tricia and a few others were down there. Then I walked home and skipped fourth period, and so Jay called me and I told him to grab something for me or something, and walked home. Jay ran into me and handed me stuff and mentioned something about my dad, but i can't remember. All of the sudden I was at my dad's house (his old one that i used to go visit him at). So whatever Jay got me was gone (i didn't have it on me anymore), and I walked upstairs to my old room. I saw old things, like a deck of cards or something, and put it in my hoodie. Then I laid down on the bed.

It seemed like no one was in the house, but as I lay there, Barb starts making noise in the bathroom and flushes. When she comes out she can see me (not something you could do coming out of the bathroom and looking into my room but whatever). She drags me downstairs and my dad is there. We all sit on the couch. I really wanted to do New Years with Jay, but they wouldn't let me. Daddy is making dinner too so he keeps getting up and down. I kept trying to leave, kept trying to wake up, 'cause I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't talk. I couldn't open my eyes. Every time I tried, it hurt in my dream.

While my dad was sitting down, a few ants crawled by. Then a red glowing ant formed right in front of my eyes. I coudln't speak to scream, so I pointed. But they didn't notice. Daddy stepped on the small ant on his way back to the kitchen, but that was about it. Then a scorpion came from under the couch, and started attacking. I jumped and now stood on the couch. Somehow daddy was sitting onthe couch saw it and stepped on it. Then there were a lot coming from under the couch, and they kept getting bigger and bigger. My dad was in the kitchen again. Barb was just sitting there, doing absolutely nothing and I was jumping around trying super super hard to say something. But I couldn't. Just as this huge morphed scorpion type thing tried to sting me I woke up. It hurt so bad to wake up, since I was forcing myself to the whole time.

It was awful.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 11:18 AM 4 comments

The sweatshirt girl

So this one time in 8th grade, I was going up the ramp to a class when all of the sudden, I see a girl that's wearing the same hoodie as me. So, being an 8th grader, I shout out, "You have the same sweatshirt as me!!!" She was sort of just like "haha, yeah I do." And that was that. The rest of the day, I went on telling people about how cool it was that I found someone with the same sweatshirt as me.

Well, I never thought I'd meet this girl again, but I did.

One time in my sophomore year of living, this boy named Jay Benze and I went to go ice skating. He ran into his friend Moria. She and I became very good ice skating friends that day. Later she remembered that she was the girl wearing that sweatshirt.

hehe.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 6:40 AM 6 comments

Old McDonald had a dog and BINGO was his name-o.

So you know those stories you hear from your parents about the cute things you used to do as a child? yeah. i love those times, because i get to hear all these really funny things i used to do.

When it was dinner time, I would always stuff food in my mouth, and throw all the icky stuff way across the room. I wouldn't even just drop it next to my highchair. haha.

Once while in the grocery store, my aunt was talking to this "cute guy" and i ripped off her skirt ('cause it was buttoned skirt). haha.

And my favoritest story taht i'm going to tell you about is about my singing abilities. You know the song "Old McDonald Had A Farm"? Yeah, well, we'd always be singing it and when we go to dog, i would always sing "Old McDonald had a farm e-i-e-i-o and on this farm there was a dog and bingo was his name-o. B-I-N-G-O (and etc into this song)". hehe. it's my favorite.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 2:52 PM 4 comments

there's this place i've been thinking of

it's like some sort of playground or something, but i don'tk now where i've been to go there or anything, and for some odd and unexplanable reason, i keep thinking of the zoo, even though i don't even remember what the place looks like. anyways, i keep imagining this sort of play thing that we get to climb up and slide back down sort of thing. :-
maybe there is this thing at the zoo, or maybe it doesn't exist at all.

who am i to know?

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 7:54 PM 3 comments

Bullet

My first dog was named Bullet. He was a very fast runner, and ran away a gazillion times a day. Once he ran away from the house before school, and Alli, who loved him more than anyone, ran after him, and almost missed the bus. But she did catch him. Alli and I used to take him across the street when we took him over pappy's to our friend Alex's house. We weren't supposed to do this and got in trouble frequently, especially when Alex's dog would get into a fight with him.

Well, anyways, one time he ran away on Valetine's day. Jonny didn't tell Alli and the neighbors brought this dead dog up to our house and Alli cried for like hours. She kept saying she would've caught him if she was told. We buried him in the backyard. I didn't go to the funeral. It was too...I don't know. I sulked in my room.

Sorry, short story. oh well.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 8:44 PM 0 comments

Weird

I keep dreaming lately. Usually I don't get enough sleep to even start dreaming, or I don't remember the fact that I dreamed, etc. However, lately I've been dreaming practically everynight, all about different things, and it's a lot different. It does mean that I'm getting more sleep, and a deeper one at that. Most of the dreams that I do remember are much too personal to put on here, although they are really confusing and everything. I just thought I'd inform everyone on my new dreaming abilities.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 6:28 AM 1 comments

I just had the worst dream

This morning I woke up around 6:30-7:00 and decided that i should go back to bed because that's way too early. so i went back to bed, and i had this really weird dream. it wasn't a nightmare, but it's been going along with what's been bothering me lately. we were on the bus for i don't know, some game or something. i wasn't sitting with jay, but somehow i got this weird piece of paper that listed everyone on our bus. my name was first and jay's was last (yeah i know completely out of order and random, but it's a dream!) beside my name it had words, but i don't even remember what they said. next to jay's it said something like "at one point we had the video camera fixed on him and andrea and caught them kissing" or something like that and i woke up after that. that's the best i can describe the dream. be surprised i even remember it. after i woke up, i spent like a million years trying to figure out if we ever did kiss on the bus, which we didn't. so i don't know how or why that would be bothering me. :'( i don't know.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 10:07 AM 3 comments

The One and Only True Freak is Me.

my mom and alli were having a conversation one day, and i sort of listened in on it (no i wasn't evesdropping liars! :-P). we were about to move to castle shannon and my mom was trying to tell alli that she should really look after me, because i was really weird and all this other stuff, and it made me cry. a whole lot. but it turned out okay, because while at castle shannon i made a lot of friends and everything was perfect. aaannnnd when we moved to bethel, it seems like alli was the one that should've been looked after :-\.

it still hurts though, to just remember that converstaion because my mom thought, and probably still thinks, that i was/am a forreal freak that would need my sister to watch over me. :(

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 11:18 AM 3 comments

Outback

So it was my first time eating at outback steakhouse. In fact, it was my only time I've ever eaten there. It was my mommy, lissa, and I.

This is Lissa's favorite story of how much I eat, and since I was talking to tim about food, i feel I should post about it...

Anyways, i didn't know what to order, so I got a 20 oz steak, two baked potatos (the meal came with two sides...), a little loaf of this neat black bread, and a whole plate of chicken wings. Now, to me the steak looked tiny, but it was the biggest size they had, so I finished my whole meal before my mom and Lissa were even halfway through theres. I ended up finishing my mom's for her- she had a 12 oz steak and a baked potato, and Lissa ended up taking the rest of hers home (I forget what she had). The waitress lady said she wanted to take my picture and put it up on the wall beside all the other cool things they hang on those walls and have a plaque showing how much I ate.

Apparently it was a lot of food?

Speaking of a lot of food- my wnedy's meals are pretty big (and really hard to eat during the summer time). I usually get 5 fivepiece chicken nuggets, a greatbiggie "large" fry, and a water. The steak meal is much more appetizing, by the way.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 6:50 PM 4 comments

My First Phantom Ride

I was never tall enough to ride the original Steel Phantom, but when they put the new one in, I was, so when I went on it, I was like...old. But I was still scared (yes, hard to believe I know), so my mom rode with me. On our way to the top, she was like "boo" and going "omg omg omg" the whole way, trying to scare me, and it was working. I'm not scared of heights or anything, but since a lot of people complained about the older one hurting and whatever, I was scared. But then we went down the first hill and it tickled my tummy a whole lot, and the second hill and the big cirle thing were all fine. The little hops at the end scared me, but in the end, I loved the ride like whoa times two million and more. It's probably my favorite ride in the whole park. Maybe.

:D

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 7:25 AM 1 comments

I will always be the same...

Looking back at my younger years, and what my mom and aunt have been telling me about when I was little, I realized I haven't changed much.

1. I hate change. When I was potty training, I didn't ever want to let go of my diaper. Or well, my "diappy". My mom used to hide any extra diapers in the trunk of her car, so that I couldn't grab them and put one on, but I eventually found out where she put them, so everytime she said "We don't have any" I'd be like, "there in the car!!!!" haha.

2. I'm a good sharer. When I was little, I used to play with a toy, and Alli would obviously get intrested in the toy, and would want it. So I just gave it to her and moved on to the next toy. She'd see how much fun I was having with that toy, and then want it, and I would give it to her. It was a pretty endless cycle.

3. I cry at the Lion King. Aunt Doreen told me about the time I watched that movie with her. The first time I watched it with her (it was her first time, but not mine). It was at the part where Mufasa was about to die, and I covered my face with my hands and started crying. I remember myself one time I was watching the movie when I was really little, and it got to that part and I ran out of the room. I did that often, my mom says.

There are more stories, but I've got things to do...

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 4:42 PM 2 comments

Leah

I was talking to Jay tonight, and it brought back so many memories from Myrtle (my elementary school).

I was friends with a girl named Leah. She wasn't my best friend at the time, but we were friends, nonetheless. She was in gifted, like me, she was the fastest runner in my class, i was fourth, she was the best tetherball player, i was third. She was good at everything, and I was jealous of her. I'm not anymore, but it's funny to look back and see how I was then.

We both wore our hair up, both of our hair pretty short. Neither of us ever wore it down, ever. Everyone always begged us to put it down, so one day, Leah and I both wore our hair down for a day. It was pretty cool. Everyone commented on it. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone. We laughed about it. Then put our hair back up, and went on with life.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 1:09 AM 3 comments

I really am the evil twin.

1. When Allison and I were really little- like 9 months or so- my mom tried to put us to sleep at Kelly's house (aka Kayla's house, but Kayla wasn't born yet). She put us in another room to let us sleep, but we wouldn't stop crying. She refused to go check in on us, because she thought we were just trying to get her in there to take us out. But after a long time of the crying, she came in, and Allison had bite marks from head to toe- obviously from me. She was crying from the pain, and I was crying because she was crying. (this story is told by my mom to me all the time, because i definitely don't remember)

2. When Alli and I were like 9 or so, we were at our old house, and even though we had four beds, one day we both went to sleep or took a nap or something in the same bed. I faced one way, Alli faced another. She started tickling my feet (and who wouldn't, especially if someone as ticklish as me had their feet right next to you?) and I started kicking my feet around, and nailed her right in the nose. It was her first nose bleed, that her and mommy could remember, and she had no idea how to handle it (unlike me, who has had probably a nose bleed or two or five a month since I was born...until about a year ago) and she was freaking out. (this story I remember, because I felt really really bad)

3. I don't even know how old we were, but we were at our dad's, and jumping on his water bed. Who wouldn't? Water beds were made for jumping on. Well, we started play fighting while jumping, and I pushed her off the bed. It happens, right? Well, I pushed her off the bed into a mirror that cut through her head. Yeah. Ouch. She still has a bald spot on her head from the cut, and she points it out to me a lot. (i remembe this one as well.)

So, you see, I am the evil sister. Evil.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 9:43 AM 2 comments

Reading.

I remember sometime around christmas, between ages 4-6, my grandparents got me the Hanson CD. We were at a party type thing, and I was sitting on my Pap-pap's lap, and I was reading him the lyrics of the Hanson CD. He started calling everybody over, asking me to reread the songs for the other people, and I had no idea why, but I just kept reading. Then after he was done having me read the lyrics to all these people, I asked him why he did that, and was just amazed that I could read.

Now, most people can already read at these ages, at least now adays, but I guess he didn't know that, and he made me feel really special that I could read.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 9:54 AM 2 comments

If Only I Could Swim

This is another one that my mom totally says was a dream, and I guess it's of the dreamlike state, evne though it was very clear in my mind and seemed so real.

I was at my sister's grandmother's pool, with Alli, my mom, and Jonny. He wasn't our stepdad at this point in time; we were only three or four. We just got done in the pool, and Alli and I got our floaties off, and we got dressed into normal clothes. We stayed by the pool for a little longer though, and I don't know why. Anyways, Alli and I were playing by the pool. My mom said, "Don't get too close", and about ten seconds later, I was under the water. I couldn't swim yet (I didn't even learn until I was like 6 or 7), and I can just remember going head first and doing a whole turn in the water. My eyes were open for some of the time, and closed for some. It was my mom who got me out of the pool. She yelled at me instead of comforting me. It was pretty sad.

It seems weird, that all these "dreams" take place at my sister's grandparents. I know it's only two, but I have few dreams that I remember, so to me it's a lot.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 4:54 PM 3 comments