Monday, November 24, 2008
Oh.My.God. I did not know that Iggy could be that romantic!!!!!
Ok, so here's what happened. We (the cubs) got home early from school cause Iggy told the principal that we had a family emergency (hehe I managed to get out of my algebra test). So we get to the house and there's this gigantic blue model of the Eiffel Tower right in the middle of the living. We're all like 'is Iggy having a little brain malfunction right now' when he tells us that we need to get into our uniforms. He, imagine our expressions when he pulls out three matching suits, complete with ties and everything. Brandon says no way and tries to hightail it out of there, but Iggy grabs him by the collar and says that he really, reeeeally needs our help with this. So, we're like, ok, and we help him carry the Eiffel Tower outside to the patio. Where there is a table. With two candles. And a bunch of roses. So we place the tower by the table and look at Iggy with weird expressions on our faces. And Gavin pops the question: "Are you gonna propose to her?" Ha, Iggy turned bright red and didn't want to say, but then he showed us the ring and Brandon almost had a heart attack right then and there. So we get into costume (we even had fake French mustaches!) and go to hide in the kitchen (Gavin goes to the door cause Iggy wanted him to be the dorrman) where there's actual food that Iggy cooked. Yes, Iggy cooked all the food. He cooked. And it actually tasted good and no one got food poisoning. Anyways, Sam comes in from work and thinks that Gavin is playing a trick on her. So he takes her outside and she's all like, oh my god, and sits down across from Iggy. I won't bore you with all the mushy details, but we get to dessert. (I'm so excited right now to be telling you this!!) Iggy fakes like he dropped his fork and gets down on his knees to "retrieve" it. Sam gets down to, but stands up when Iggy says he got it (he was actually getting the ring, which he taped to the bottom of the table). So he gets on ne knee and takes Sam's hand (who looks like shes about to start hyperventilating) and opens the ring case. Sam's like "OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod" and Iggy just smiles and says, "Sam Connor, my best friend in the whole world, will you please take this and be my beautiful wife?"
Ok, so here's what happened. We (the cubs) got home early from school cause Iggy told the principal that we had a family emergency (hehe I managed to get out of my algebra test). So we get to the house and there's this gigantic blue model of the Eiffel Tower right in the middle of the living. We're all like 'is Iggy having a little brain malfunction right now' when he tells us that we need to get into our uniforms. He, imagine our expressions when he pulls out three matching suits, complete with ties and everything. Brandon says no way and tries to hightail it out of there, but Iggy grabs him by the collar and says that he really, reeeeally needs our help with this. So, we're like, ok, and we help him carry the Eiffel Tower outside to the patio. Where there is a table. With two candles. And a bunch of roses. So we place the tower by the table and look at Iggy with weird expressions on our faces. And Gavin pops the question: "Are you gonna propose to her?" Ha, Iggy turned bright red and didn't want to say, but then he showed us the ring and Brandon almost had a heart attack right then and there. So we get into costume (we even had fake French mustaches!) and go to hide in the kitchen (Gavin goes to the door cause Iggy wanted him to be the dorrman) where there's actual food that Iggy cooked. Yes, Iggy cooked all the food. He cooked. And it actually tasted good and no one got food poisoning. Anyways, Sam comes in from work and thinks that Gavin is playing a trick on her. So he takes her outside and she's all like, oh my god, and sits down across from Iggy. I won't bore you with all the mushy details, but we get to dessert. (I'm so excited right now to be telling you this!!) Iggy fakes like he dropped his fork and gets down on his knees to "retrieve" it. Sam gets down to, but stands up when Iggy says he got it (he was actually getting the ring, which he taped to the bottom of the table). So he gets on ne knee and takes Sam's hand (who looks like shes about to start hyperventilating) and opens the ring case. Sam's like "OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod" and Iggy just smiles and says, "Sam Connor, my best friend in the whole world, will you please take this and be my beautiful wife?"
Saturday, November 22, 2008
ImsososoexcitedIcantwaituntiltomorrow!! Tehnically, it is tomorrow, but I want Sam to sleep in before I take her on our "mystery date". She tends to be a little grumpy when she doesnt get her full 9-10 hours of beauty rest. Not that she needs it, as she still looks hot even half- conscience. (Good thing she didn't hear that or I would've gotten a few more bruses added to my collection XP).
Friday, November 21, 2008
Ok. Sooo, Paris won. *shouts in background* Shut-up Sam! Ugh, she won't let me forget that she won and Ireland didn't. Whatever. *more shouts* Don't you a job to go to? Yeesh, it is so hard to get these people out of the house! Brandon, why are you still in bed? *mumbles* Sigh, I am going to be so happy when these guys turn eighteen. Anywho, since Paris won, there was a slight dilemma; i got kicked out of France and told never to come back. Ever. Dumb Frenchies. Sooooooo, I have decided to bring Paris to Sam. I've been working on a model of the Eiffel Tower, and it looks cool so far. Now all I need is a waiter and some snails... just kidding! Eahyay ightray on the nailssay. They taste freaky. I'll upload some photos of my progress.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Ok, so back to where Gavin left off. I sorta blew up my eyebrows (nf, Sam, NF) with one of my concoctions, so we had to hurry up and get out of there cause some alarm started blaring. Thing is, the cops show up, along with the fire department, so we finally decide that we have an urgent need to get out of the country. Long story short, we make it to Paris, France, the most romantic place in the world (Sam's words, not mine. Personally, I prefer Ireland.)
I have decided to present Sam with this ring since it most reminds me of her; it's simple, but beautiful in her own strong way. I'm so excited!! I can't wait to see the expression on her face. Oh, yeah, almost forgot. I know I haven't posted much more of our adventures, so I'll do my best to do that. Peace out for now.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Ok, Wow. You seriuosly do not know how many times I have wrestled for control of the laptop. The others figured out I blocked the site on their computers, and now they keep trying to find out my password for this one. Ok, so, alot of comments on my proposal. Thanks, guys. Because of you, I have decided to ask Sam this Saturday. There's only one tiny problemo, though............. I can't figure out which ring to give her. Help!!!
Friday, November 14, 2008
Ok, quick post while Sam is getting the cubs ready for school (they start at nine). I am really considering asking Sam if, you know, er, this is awkward. *whistles* Uh, how should i say this? *taps on desk and sighs* Ok, fine. Now I know Sam (or anybody else ) Won't be able to read this post cause I blocked the site on the other laptops (just for today), and I put a login password on this computor, so I pretty sure I'm safe. Ok, so what I want to ask you guys is... I know it's all sudden and stuff, but we are of age and I really feel for her, so... And you guys have to give me some good advice, sooo... do think I should, you know, propose to Sam?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
R.P.!!!
Robert Pattinson is so hot. I love those teasers when he's with Kristen Stewart a.k.a. Bella. They are such a cute couple. You know what? I think they should totally get together in real life. That would be totally awesome.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Hey guys! Iggy and Sam are making us go to school. [ugh] It's not that bad, considering I sit rigfht next to my girl in all my classes, but my English teacher is making us write this thing. It's supposed to be from the heart, so I thought I would take Gavin's heartbreak experience and put it all together. Tell me if you like it or not.Hey does anyone know how to find the area of a 3D triangle? This math homework is killing me!!! Peace out! <3
This isn’t just another love story. The traditional ‘boy meets girl, and they live happily ever after’. As if. This is the tale of two hearts, of the one of two minds, the one who was denied everything she ever fought for… I know you never wanted this to happen, because I sure as hell didn’t. Maybe I fell for you, so hard that I can still feel the impact of my heart thumping wildly against my ribs. Maybe I took one look, and my heart tripped while my head said, “’I would die for you”. Maybe it was the other way around, and my head fell in love while my heart kept flirting. Whatever happened, I know I was hit hard, and that I will never fully recover from that fateful blow. Even now, as I try to fall asleep, I close my eyes and I see you. I relive every one of the memories we’ve made. I can’t get you off my mind. Whatever I say, whatever I do, in the end, it all comes back to you. You and your jokes, the ferociously gentle whirlpools of emotions you have in place of eyes, the way you look at me when I try to explain myself, the way I feel when you are and aren’t around. I can’t help but think that we never really talk, and I mean talk. Not the question and answer session we usually go through, but really talk, the way we would talk to others about our feelings. But it seems to me that all of my efforts are futile. Whenever I try to get close to you, you usually find an excuse not to be near me. And I know I’m not good with words, which is why I’m writing this. I know you didn’t want any of this to happen, but I’ve been trying hard to let go. Honestly, I have. I don’t know why I still feel this way, even though you made it pretty clear you don’t want anything romantic going on between us. It’s just that I don’t understand why we can’t be together, with the way you look at me and all. The truth is, I think I need you to need me. I mean, it’s not that I can’t live without you, it’s just that I don’t even want to try. The thought of you leaving, it tears me apart, but then how can I miss you if I never really had you in the first place? I’ve been pondering that very question, and I’ve finally come up with the most sensible answer I couldn’t find fault with; when I’m not with you, I’m a bloody mess and I can’t seem to do anything right, especially under the watchful eye of those who think I’ll never amount to anything more than what they’ve made me. It’s the opposite when we’re together; everything clicks into place and I’m on top of the world. I feel like I can do anything, and I want to give the world and more to you, or at least die trying. I know you don’t want to be my first, but I don’t care. First or last, it doesn’t matter. As long as I’m with you, nothing else matters to me. And here, another day goes by as I wish I were yours. But, tomorrow is a new day, with new beginnings, and I’ll wait for you. Until the end of time, or until you’re ready to embrace me, I’ll wait, just as I always have. And I’ll keep waiting until one or the other finally comes my way…
This isn’t just another love story. The traditional ‘boy meets girl, and they live happily ever after’. As if. This is the tale of two hearts, of the one of two minds, the one who was denied everything she ever fought for… I know you never wanted this to happen, because I sure as hell didn’t. Maybe I fell for you, so hard that I can still feel the impact of my heart thumping wildly against my ribs. Maybe I took one look, and my heart tripped while my head said, “’I would die for you”. Maybe it was the other way around, and my head fell in love while my heart kept flirting. Whatever happened, I know I was hit hard, and that I will never fully recover from that fateful blow. Even now, as I try to fall asleep, I close my eyes and I see you. I relive every one of the memories we’ve made. I can’t get you off my mind. Whatever I say, whatever I do, in the end, it all comes back to you. You and your jokes, the ferociously gentle whirlpools of emotions you have in place of eyes, the way you look at me when I try to explain myself, the way I feel when you are and aren’t around. I can’t help but think that we never really talk, and I mean talk. Not the question and answer session we usually go through, but really talk, the way we would talk to others about our feelings. But it seems to me that all of my efforts are futile. Whenever I try to get close to you, you usually find an excuse not to be near me. And I know I’m not good with words, which is why I’m writing this. I know you didn’t want any of this to happen, but I’ve been trying hard to let go. Honestly, I have. I don’t know why I still feel this way, even though you made it pretty clear you don’t want anything romantic going on between us. It’s just that I don’t understand why we can’t be together, with the way you look at me and all. The truth is, I think I need you to need me. I mean, it’s not that I can’t live without you, it’s just that I don’t even want to try. The thought of you leaving, it tears me apart, but then how can I miss you if I never really had you in the first place? I’ve been pondering that very question, and I’ve finally come up with the most sensible answer I couldn’t find fault with; when I’m not with you, I’m a bloody mess and I can’t seem to do anything right, especially under the watchful eye of those who think I’ll never amount to anything more than what they’ve made me. It’s the opposite when we’re together; everything clicks into place and I’m on top of the world. I feel like I can do anything, and I want to give the world and more to you, or at least die trying. I know you don’t want to be my first, but I don’t care. First or last, it doesn’t matter. As long as I’m with you, nothing else matters to me. And here, another day goes by as I wish I were yours. But, tomorrow is a new day, with new beginnings, and I’ll wait for you. Until the end of time, or until you’re ready to embrace me, I’ll wait, just as I always have. And I’ll keep waiting until one or the other finally comes my way…
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Oh yeah?! Well it looks like Sam and Iggy are more interested in sucking each other than in respecting our privacy.!?@$
Wow. I am proud to say that my pal Robby is going to be a father. To a hybrid. Yes, he finally made *ahem* to his vampire friend Lily, and she is now pregnant with Jocelyn Isabella. (Is it one 'l' or two...) Anyways, my cubs seem to have decided to follow in mine and Sam's footsteps and now they are all in serious relationships. In other words,,, PAYBACK TIME!!!
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