"Handwriting Meme"
What I was supposed to do according to her-candyness:
Name
URL
Blog Title
Favorite Color(s)
Crush
Write something in all caps
Favorite band
Favorite number
Favorite beverage
Tag your friends to do this
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seen from Malaysia
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"Handwriting Meme"
What I was supposed to do according to her-candyness:
Name
URL
Blog Title
Favorite Color(s)
Crush
Write something in all caps
Favorite band
Favorite number
Favorite beverage
Tag your friends to do this
Okay, I'll take the bait and give you several names I know are in your life. Hailey, Perri, Chloe, Katie. 4 separate stories, please.
1. Hailey: So in second or third grade my mom comes home with this massive inflatable kiddie pool. And when I say massive I mean "it was about 6 feet across and two feet deep" which, for a kiddie pool, is pretty big. And even in third grade, when we were Too Old For Such Things, we'd manage to play really epic games of Marco Polo in there. 2. We went camping with the other people on this list (sans Hailey D:) summer after sixth grade. And decided that it was in everyone's best interests to play Kick the Can. Perri had a sweatshirt with her name on it and various summer camp patches that she'd been wearing all the time. And of course, the most valued rule in kick the can is that when you say "I see ____", you must actually see ____. So we decided it would be really clever to switch sweatshirts. It also helps, when one is disguised as another, when that other person is fond of sunglasses. (Another Perri story: making fun of her sunglasses.) Anyway, I successfully kicked the can amid shouts of "I SEE YOU PERRI, I SEE YOU PERRI." It was the proudest moment of my twelve-year-old life. 3. Chloe: In fifth grade, my teacher decided that to really understand how people pieced together knowledge of ancient Egypt, the class should split into two groups. Each group would invent a culture (communication, transportation, religion, etc) and create "artifacts" that would give clues. Then we'd bury them in the garden and dig up the other group's. Chloe and I were in charge of communication. Which basically meant we got to invent the alphabet. It was a pretty awesome alphabet, if I do say so myself: I had it memorized until seventh grade (when I decided to learn Greek. And then I knew Greek until tenth grade when I learned Elvish. I seem to only be able to remember two alphabets at a time; before the Project Dig alphabet, it was braille.)
4. Katie: Here-a-Lee, there-a-Lee, everywhere a-Lee a-Lee. 'Nuff said.