Sense of Humor (Disclaimer: All of my blog stories are fake.)

     I’m smart, not smart. Smart, not smart. Smart, not smart. I’m smart, not smart— “Natalie, come down for breakfast— the early call of my mother as I try to bundle myself in some joy, guess I’m not smart, I mean, I ended on ‘not smart’. Instead of telling my mom a simple “I’m coming,” I play it  the hard way, I don’t answer but, I come down very very slowly at one step each two seconds.”Natalie!” I go even slower... “NATALIE!!!,” I come even slower. “NATALIE ARE YOU SLEEPING OR PLAYING ON YOUR TABLET?” Truth is I’m not doing either of those things. I go slower, I hear my mom’s steps going up the stairs, as I am only on the seventh stair. I flick my brown golden hair to the front my face, and make myself look like I was very sleepy so I was going very slow and to weak to answer. I say in my most tired fake voice possible: “oh.. hey mom.. I heard you.. but it...was.. hard to answer and I was... c-coming but... I guess... you... couldn’t h-hear..” “Oh, honey.. it’s okay, sorry for shouting.”  Now, you’re probably wondering. Why would this girl waste this much time to pretend? Well, it’s because I’m an attention seeker, I like to admit it myself cause that’s how I get attention.
        Funny, or not, funny or not, funny or not, funny or not, funny— “Natalie, time for lunch.” “Coming!”

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Boba Milk Tea

      Ever craving... a delicious food... or drink? Well... let me let you in on a great... delicious... mouth craving (okay not really) Drink! It's Boba Milk tea! So basically, are you BIG on caffeine? Then, this may be perfect for you! So... Basically, it's milk tea and you have boba in it, as you suck on the straw they come in. Well, I know most of yall already know what it is... but... yeah! BYE

Learn To Swim (Requested By My Dad)

Learn To Swim:
First of all, today we are going to learn backstroke, doggy paddle, freestyle, and just.. floating.
FIRST: Basics of doggy paddle: Stay in the water like you are standing up and kick against the water and motion your hands back in forth, there you have it, doggy paddle!
SECOND: Basics of floating: lay in the water like you are sleeping with your face torwards the sky.
THIRD: Basics of backstroke: try floating (look at steps before) but this time kick your legs, and motion you hands from the water into the sky and back down so that you know if you are about to bump into something, you feel it!
FOURTH: Basics of Freestyle: If you are in a pool, put your feet pushing against the wall, with your hands in a triangle shape in front of your face, (make sure to have goggles on, if you don’t it’s okay, just try to look straight) kick back against the wall and kick through the water and if you need to breath put one hands floating on top of the water with the other hand up in the air kind of curved with your head on the side breathing, try to alternate the sides you breath on and when you are not breathing and are underwater try to keep you hands in a triangle shape just right in front of you like you started.

These are the basics of swimming! You might need to know them, they are four simple things you can learn right now!

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Small ~ Episode 1

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    There was once a girl named Elaina, she was always teased since- kindergarten... Why? You ask. She was short and tiny. She was small. She couldn't keep herself together, she always broke apart. Once she got into middle school, she started being teased for being flat because she was so small. Compared to her friend (only friend), Lizzy she was a literal ant, Lizzy was 5"2 which wasn't that tall but compared to Elaina she was big. Elaina was 4"11, short, right? Tell me about it. Once they got into high school... the real deal began. Lizzy was 5"7, tall... ay? Kind of... Whatever... Elaina was 5"2! She started getting bullied for still looking like she was flat, she was so short technically... a lot of people in her school were at least 5"11. She was stared down upon, the teacher used her head as an armrest. As she walked by boys would often rustle her hair and would become messy. Girls would laugh at that. "Someone looks like they didn't brush their hair.." One would snicker. "Someone looks like a raccoon that went in the trash." One would chuckle. "Someone looks like they have---" One would say but be cut off by me. Elaina stares and chuckles. "How do you like that?" Elaina would say with her neutral face.
  Elaina headed over to sports class. Wait, the script says that... is that even a thing? Sports class? Just call it P.E.!!! Don't make it so difficult. Whatever... Elaina flips her hair landing smack into a boy. Pfffttt... probably just those jerk boys. Elaina thinks walking away but then, she hears whimpering. Why would one of those boys whimper at a slight hair flip? She thinks. She turns around, to see a boy with brown-blond hair. In a checkered blue long sleeve shirt with a blue bow and glasses on the floor. "Oh.. my... god... I-I am puser I mean super morry I mean sorry." She babbles. "No problem..." The boy says standing up. He has a warm smile that melts the cold attitude on Elaina. Elaina's mouth drops wide open. "H-Hey... You must be new here? I've never seen you around." Elaina says, nervously, "Ye-- I neam I neam mean I Ummm... am actually coming her so I could go study at Wanford University..." He says nervously, turning red, looking at Elaina.
   Elaina less red than him she speaks up not as nervous this time. "ME TOO!" She says, excitedly. "Heh.." The guy says scratching his head. "Anyways, what's your name? My name is uhh... Elaina." Elaina says, again nervously. "Mine is Ethan... I mean... that's my name... wait... umm... my brother's name is Louis..." He babbles. "Okay, Haha! You didn't have to tell me about your brother's name!" Elaina laughs. "You might meet him! He attends this school... anyways you are really pretty umm--- short,"  he says. Suddenly Ethan's warm smile turns into icicles that want to kill Elaina. "Oh... yeah... I'm 5"2." Elaina says sadly. "What's wrong? Being short is better than being a tall I guess you could say, nerd." He asks. "It's just-- I get teased & bullied for being short.. the teachers even use my head as an armrest..." Elaina answers. "Oh... that's horrible--" Ethan gets cut off by the bell... they both have the same class and head to sports class.
   (Elaina's POV) "Okay, class... we will be talking about  Lebron James. We will be talking about his life and what he did he is 6"8, in order to be like him (cough) like a basketball player... you probably should be tall." The teacher glared which looked like she was glaring at me. Me? I like no-- love basketball... probably the best member in my little league. I always am the MVP of my team, Challenge- accepted- you get beaten and I win. The teacher never knew that I guess.. my parents are also known to be small & short. They had athletic genes I guess... never... had I ever been treated like that. A boy - Troy from my little league team stood up. "Who are you glaring at?" Troy asked the teacher. The teacher stared and him scarily, he didn't move an inch. "Elaina, I was staring at her, now sit down!" The teacher mumbles under her breath, even though the whole class hears. "Mmmmm... No! Why were you glaring at her?" He asks. "SHE'S SHORT!" She shouts. "Wow, so you decide that if she short she's horrible and sports and shouldn't have this extracurricular class--" "SHUSH!" The teacher shouts. He sits down silently. What a big scene he made out of that... who cares... I do a casual eye-roll because no one ever realizes those.
    (Ethan's POV) As I stare into her beautiful fragrance I start to forget why I was here... Wait a second.... why did I come here?.... Studies... no, it was something else, not just that. I watch as my old friend Troy stands up for her but... I can't help but notice Elaina rolled her eyes... it could be for the teacher but.. it looked more for Troy... he just helped her though? Suddenly, my watch starts dinging. "Sorry, I got to take this call, probably a checkup from my mom or dad," I say startled. "Go outside, take the call." The teacher--- Mrs. Mort says. I check the caller ID. Perfect, not my mom or dad  I thought they had an emergency but, it was Sir Gupta, my agency boss. "Ok... perfect you got the girl... kind of... you know the girl... Elaina, you have to capture her, we figure since all of our agency people want to become shorter because we barely fit through the doors that we make... weird... it's because the people that come to visit our agency... don't like how tall the door is so... we hate bending down... so... Elaina has a tiny ore inside her which is what causes her to be so short and small... we want that... so you capture her, bring her to us... we take the ore out... it may be painful... she may even die but that's how it's done... she still remains tall... also whoever is the shortest person in our agency will gain IMMUNITY from the ore! We need you to help us with this procedure." Sir Gupta explains. "N-N-O-Yes!" I say I couldn't say no... I didn't want to kill Elaina... wouldn't I go to jail? But, Sir Gupta was my father's best friend for years until he died. Suddenly... I became short... wait what? I was 5"5... what was happening.. was I hallucinating?

Memories

   Hoi, these are all the memories I had with my boist frand: Rhea:

Hello Kitty is Gabs! Gabs is Elmo mixed with Hello Kitty,
you should know why

Those Double Chin Moments
Those funny moments

Those sad moments

Everything Else even the fights