Verja the Lost Jungle Bunny

I haven't blogged in...
What seems like forever now.

My goodness.

My last post was like... August-ish? Maybe? I dunno.
So, I'm back here to just rant my head off, and perhaps yours as well. So shush and listen.
Rather, read.
:D

I'm uh... 15 now... Life's goin'... yeah... Uh... I just got back from a camp as a mini-counselor. I was in a cabin of 6th graders where one half of them hated showers and I had to force them to wash themselves, and the other half, I wasn't able to get them out if I'd been paid a million bucks.
And their beds? DISASTROUS.
I was also approached by a little kid who called me the 'girl who uses too big words.'
Maybe that's because I yelled, 'That is unnecessarily preposterous!', when our team lost a water-balloon relay... :/
I was asked to repeat in, 'earth speak.'
I also said, 'magnanimous' instead of 'awesome' and 'antidisestablishmentarianism' just because that word rocks.
:D

Anyways... Yeah...
And now, 'tis nearing Christmas and Face-Stuffing-with-Pumpkin-Pie season. And I haven't blogged in that long.

Do me a favor, so you can understand this just a little better, and make the face you'd make if you walked into your bedroom right now and saw a circle of walruses playing checkers.

That, dear friend, is my face right now.

So, hello to you people. Believe it or not, I HAVE missed you all. Even those of you who don't even COMMENT.

* cough, nudge nudge *

I have a life. :D I've had some privileges taken away for a few months, but they're back now... Well, most of them.
Another I will get back this Saturday.

* does a weird dance *

* sees you watching *

* blushes and screams *

* disappears like an Indian in those old movies *

CHA.
I say that all the time. CHA. It's just a cool way to say 'yeah.'
CHA!

And don't, try to be extra-cool and be like,
"Yo, Ron. Are you coming to eat dinner with us or not?"
"Oh, cha-cha!"

Yeah, um.... NO.
Uhh.. No.

Please.. don't.

Anyways... People have been bugging me and bugging me to blog, so... There it is.

Hope you enjoyed it. Maybe giggled a bit. :)

Hugs!

Verja

RICHARD THE LIONHEARTED!
King of England. Richard was famed for his reckless courage and extreme cruelty‒he massacred 3,000 brave Moslems who had surrendered Acre to the Crusaders under his safe conduct‒as well as for gallantry to many, including Saladin. Favorite of his mother, Eleanor of Aquitaine, who set him against his royal father Henry 11 of England-himself falsely accused of having loved Thomas Becket, with whom he did share a bed on occasion while carousing and wenching together before Becket became Archbishop of Canterbury- Richard has been seen by some as a mama's boy.

The Norman and Angevin (Plantagenet] kings of England were, along with their courtiers, regularly accused by monkish chroniclers of sodomy. It was not true of Henry 11, who .made his son's fiancee Alice of France his mistress to the outrage of Eleanor and Richard. The accusation rings true, however, for William II Rufus (ca. 1056-1100), as for his nephew Prince William (son of his brother Henry I), who was coasting down the Channel with his frivolous, effcrninate companions, when the White Ship capsized‒"God's vengeance on the sodomites," as the chroniclers declared.

So today I'm supposed to do a report on somethin' I read about in History.

* goes and finds out what the report was supposed to be again *

Aha! Yes.

I'm supposed to write about Terracotta. It is a type of clay. It's name is Italian for 'baked earth'. It's a natural brownish red color, and has been used for centuries. Whether to make a sculpture, or a pot, or whatever... It's a very old material used for arts and crafts.
It makes me think of... that appetizer horse whatever, called bruschetta. Terracotta bruschetta.
Doesn't that sound yummy? Mmmm...

* cough, cough * NOT.

Terracotta is still used today. It's clay. Yay.
It's flexible enough to be used to make ANYTHING.
Go out and buy some... It's a lotta fun!

-_-

* blinks, bites lip *
* screams as tomatoes come flying her way *
* loses balance *
* lands in a pile of tomatoes *

Hi... everybody...

I haven't blogged in.. forever.. I know.
* shields face with hands *

I come here with grave news...
My other, wonderful, faithful computer has gone to Heaven. He has passed. He was a frie-!-
* ducks, as a pineapple comes her way *

ALRIGHT! I admit.. I have been leaving... And not coming back for quite some time.
It's just that nothing has been going on. Worthy enough to be mentioned in my blog, I mean.
Well, my birthday is coming up. The treinta! :D
My pop-tarts are gone.
And my Cheez Nips.
* puts head in hands and bawls *
* wipes eyes with hankie *
I'll survive, though.
Today is Friendship Day, here in cold, frigid Paraguay. I have recieved messages that say the exact same thing, from all kinds of different people.
Even my phone service sent me a friendship message...
Freaks.
Tomorrow, I'll be going to the mall. And being a girl with a bunch of my girlfriends. :) We'll be taking pictures, and trying things on, walkin' around ..(the Christmas tree GAH! * stops self *), just being total nincompoops.
That is a very fun word.
Try saying it fast.
Seriously.
I double dog donut dare you!
* stares at you until you say it *

It comes out soundin' somethin' like 'nincumpup'... say it 8 times really fast.
>:D I DARE YOU!

Comes out like 'ninkapoo'... Let's hope we never meet a Ninka who has to 'go'... Cause.. That's what'd come out... of it's... yeah.. xD

So, my last post was about a red button game. Addicting, I must say.
Well, my friend... * needs to make up a name for her *... EEYORE! :) She loves Eeyore...
Okay, Eeyore will be coming to my house tomorrow and spending the night. :)
WHO'S GIGGLING?!?!?!?

* slaps the giggly person with a Twizzler *
LAUGHTER!... Is a sin.

* stares at cat who is and has been stuck in the closet *
It's her fault. She climbed up there; she can get down. :)

She's PREGNANT! She's a fatty! She's got a huge tummy. Regrettably, I think she may end up having the kittens in my room, since she spends so much time there.
Let's hope not.
* shudders *

Anna, I love you, baby, but if you give birth in my quarters I'll beat the tar out of you.
Okay.. No, I probably won't. I'll scream bloody murder, then go get Dad, explain what's going on, and then in the morning, I will pet the precious little beauties. :) And you, of course, Anna.
For those of you who may be completely clueless, 'ANNA' is my lovely Siamese cat. :)

She's really adorable... And soft. BOY, is she soft! She feels as though she were made of cotton.

I bought a coat today. Okay, I guess I'd better elaborate on that... DAD bought me a coat today. It's red! And ... sparkly-ish... You know, that.. really sheen material? And I look like a Michelin man who just fell in a vat of Ketchup. :) But it's cute. And cozy. And that's the whole point of a coat.
One can't live on hoodies and sweaters alone! :)
Unless you bundle up in a ton of them. But we all know that'd be UGLY as... a frog's nostril.
And those are ugly.

* gags *

And then a few days ago, we went out and bought a ton of pretty skirts and a few shirts and a snazzy jean jacket.
Okay, there's something I don't get. 'Snazzy'.. But you pronounce it, 'schnazzy'. Kinda like, 'schnauzer'.
* Schnazzy would be a nice nickname for a schnauzer *
* makes mental note, for if she ever gets a schnauzer *
Schnauzer dogs look like little Irish men. I always wanna put a pair of glasses on one... It just sounds cute.

Okay, so I was thinking of maybe making yet ANOTHER blog... With my fashion opinion. :)
:)

Whaddaya think? I could be real creative with it, and state my opinion as hard as I wish, cause.. It's MY blog and I can do whatever I want with it! :P

:)

K, so today I have choir practice. I ♥ choir practice...:)

I'm recovering from my cough, drinkin' nasty, gross medicine to get the yicky cough and cold-ness out.
One is blue pills that taste like the jungle. (Don't ask. But even Mom says they do...)
And nasty cough syrup with a name that is at the very least honest...It sounds nasty, and is. It's called Muxol.
EW.

Grr...Hungry. I can't wait til' lunch.

* scans blogger template website she snatched from Skittles *

* icky nasty 'RIP micheal j' one...* gags *

I'd like the world to know... Here is a newsflash:

"FLASH: MICHEAL JACKSON IS STILL DEAD!"

Now. Would ya chillazzy, please?

Why do people care so much about him? All I know is I was sayin' on my Facebook,
'Micheal J is dead! weirdo...'
And someone said to me:

It's not nice to think so happily when a person dies...

To which I retorted:

Are you even sure he was a person? Have you SEEN him?

And they said:

...Good point.

:)

What else can I jabber about? I love that word...Jabber. It's more cool than chatter, and that's part of my email...I should switch it.
But no. Cause then all my friends would hate me, because they wouldn't be able to find me and I just don't wanna go through all that trouble.

I got a keyboard! Pastor J is awesome... He gave it to us for free! And now it sits in the corner of my room, with Anna wanting to jump on it. I have to say "no, Anna!" because if she jumps on it it'll fall, and break...And I'll get in trouble. For something the cat did....But somehow, it'll be switched around to my fault. Probably for leaving it out...? I dunno. But I don't wanna risk it. :)

* coughs *
COVER YOUR FACE! I've a bad habit of not covering my mouth... So it's up to you not to get sick.

...
>:)
...

It's highly contagious! I could cough on you and ...well...You'd...cough. But still! I have power! I have power to ...make you cough. But I have POWER!
Sicky evil powers! You'd have to drink MUXOL to recover from it! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And drink nasty QuickSoup like me...!!

>:D hehehehehehe!

The Oxiclean guy died a while ago. The one that screamed at you?


* HOLLERSHOUTITWORKSKAAAAABOOM!ANDTHE STAIN IS GONE! *

That dude.

That is one of the reasons I was glad we don't have American television.
Not that I like television...In fact, I barely ever watch anything but Bones. That's it. House I dislike muchly. I don't like the dubbed-over-in-Spanish Disney junk, or the reality shows. Or those stupid suspense series...Like Lost. "GAH! What's gonna HAPPEN to them? Is she gonna have her baby on the ISLAND?"

To Be Continued...
And then you want to either call up the directors and sue them or just throw something at the TV.
It's not healthy!

That's another phrase that cracks me up!

'Too much internet time isn't healthy!"

What...Is it gonna make me puke?

* opens Gmail *

* heart-attack *

* gasps for breath *

* throws up *

* regrets Internet *

Nope. Not gonna happen. :)
...

A lot of people have been finding my blog recently. Icky freaky creeps, and then a few Indian fellas.
Talkin' in SPANISH. I think they may be more messed up than me...And if they think for ONE SECOND that I'm goin' back to their blog Indo whatever-ness... THINK AGAIN!
I think I'm gonna make up an email... for this blog. JUST for this blog. I don't like people I don't know well to email mah personal stuffs. Or leavin' they stuff as a comment. I'd rather recieve it privately and be able to dispose of it.

That's a funny word...'dispose'...Makes me think of an old, English persnickety woman holding her nose to a little kid who brought in a dead rat. "Ugh! My dear, dispose of that wretched, disgusting lifeless creature!"
:) I have a wild imagination...In case ya didn't know.

Back to emails...

Maybe somethin' like,

verja@blabla

pinkandblackjunglebunny@blabla is too long. I tried it. :/

PABJB@...Uh...No.

I'll put it on mah sidebar when I have one. :)

I've got monkey slippers...Whai? I'll tell ya why. Cause it's COLD!!!

I thought we came to Paraguay to ESCAPE the cold? Humph...

Well, methinks I've kept ya long enough. Thanks for readin'! :)

Hi, everyone!

I'm back! :)

I've disappeared!! I know! WOW, right? :O :O :O
Notice the smileys: :O :O :O

This is something that you really don't want to do.

This.

I'm serious! You don't want to do it.

Oh, great...See!!! I was trying to save you!!
Seriously...


Fine, fine.


Do what you want.

My sister, brother in law, other sister and two nieces just left.

...*...

Guess what that leaves me with?

A new camera
A new cellphone
A new iPod
A new iPod speaker
My own bathroom
My own full-length mirror
My own creepy picture of Jewel that some guy drew of her...It's seriously creepy. Her forehead it huge in it. But I'm gonna color it and then put it up.
My own hair-dryer
More books
Enough shoes and shirts to last me a lifetime
An extra jewelry box
More jewelry
My own body-by-jake machine! WOO!

(like I'm seriously gonna use it...)

Powders and eyeliners and mascaras
All the towels I could ever want
New computer games
And a tearstreaked face.

ALSO:

24-7 Dishwashing duty
Right-hand helper-ness
Playmate for Anna and Shichu.

Okie-dokie.

I'm gonna do it.
I'm in the process of organizing my room as MONK would. (By that, I mean I'm on my lunch break, but as soon as I finish I'll be getting back to it. K?K.)
He rocks socks.
Anyways...
I've encountered and taken note of the problems that cause me to neglect keeping my room tidy.

-Laziness
-RUSH

And so on and on and on..

I've found solutions that I'm going to try.

1. I'm going to start labelling. As soon as I finish organizing today, I'll tape little ( ..tapes..? ) to shelves, drawers, etc.
Because: When I see those labels, I will not be able to handle shoving the shirts where my skirts go.
See? Anyways...I'm actually excited about it.

And as for being like Monk...He's mostly known for...

"That...that curtain there...It's...Wrinkled."

"That man...he missed a button."

"She spilled her drink... And there's a splatter..."

So basically, just teeny little things. But they make a big difference.
I'll stick tiny little tapes with stuff like,

'SHIRTS'

'SCHOOLBOOKS'

'CRAFT SUPPLIES'

'SHOES'

Etc.

What do you think? Maybe you could try it with me, even.

Plus, I like how labels look. They just...ARE organized. You know?

Other things I'm gonna work on...

Washing dishes on a whim. As in...I see them dirty, and such, and I 'can't concentrate' until they're cleaned and cleaned well.

I'll also work on being circumspect. :)

I love it.
And I'm really gonna do it.

I may need a few pushes, *MOM*, who will be happy to help.
But I will.
And I'm determined.

I just found something that made me laugh so hard I fell off my chair.
See that freaky dude up there? The world loves him. Apparently, according to them, he's gorgeous, beautiful, dreamy and sweet.
I wouldn't let him within 100 miles of my house...:|
At least I know I'm not a hypocrit.
Well, anyway.
What made me laugh...
Here I go.

He's not only freaky, but he's also stinky.
He forgets to shower.

He said, (after all the complaints thrown out, that got all over the Internet and magazines from his cast-members.)
"Yeah, well...See the thing is, I forget to shower. You know, I don't even realize it. You know. It's kinda funny! I just...I guess I stink, though. Oh, well. You know."

* stares at that *

* eyes bug out *

* bursts out laughing *

He-- forgets to shower? I don't think it's funny. He doesn't realize that he smells like a decomposing cow in a field of brown onions?
And why is he okay with being stinky?
Just another reason I don't want him near my house.
And yet all the girls that read that, their immediate response is:

"Oh, he's so GREEN! Awwwwww!"


I'd be like...

"WHAT? GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STINKY FREAK!"
I don't care about whales enough to stop showering.

So...
I'd like to know what on EARTH is up with today's girls?

First it was skinny twerps in tight pants, who sing like choking squirrels AKA The Jonas Brothers, and now it's sparkly, stinky vampires whose eyes turn black and red.

* shrugs *

His trademark is his stick-up straight hair.

There's a reason it's sticking up like that...
(I'll bet they don't even need to use gel or hair-spray..)

"His hair has enough grease in it to run McDonald's for a week." said the poor girl who stars alongside him..

(Let's hope he at least brushes his teeth...)

Here are some more of the complaints that made me laugh so hard I cried.

"He seriously reeks."

"He never showers, and it drives the crew crazy!" (I can't imagine why..)

And now, I think I'd ranted enough...

I hope I didn't offend anyone, but COME ON!

So...Let's run through this just one more time...

His eyes change colors.

His hair sticks straight up.

He sparkles.

He doesn't take showers.

Does THAT sound like Prince Charming to you?

I made a new blog.
It's a weekly contest...

www.fix-this-pic.blogspot.com.

It's pretty spiffy. Check it out.

Later!

Verja

Also...Advertise some! :D

Old people rock. xD HAHA!

Christians were persecuted. They either got thrown into gladiator pits and had to fight for their lives against a tiger/lion thing, or they were beaten and stoned.
How does that affect us today?
Today, people would be arrested and if anyone threw me into a pit with a jaguar, thankfully, I always carry a comb in my pocket, but as soon as I got out I'd sue them for all they had.
(The comb thing can be further explained here: :O! Click the linky!
Back in those days, when the Romans thought of it as 'entertainment' and 'justice', Christians had it rough.
They were stoned, thrown into pits, beaten to death at times...(Picture Gladiator. That pretty much covers it...)
Today, Christians are still persecuted. ... In many countries, sadly, that still happens to Christians.
But anyway, we are still persecuted in many ways.
We are made fun of. We're kicked out of our homes. We don't get privileges at times. And for what? Because we believe and talk about God. And being His children.
(There are some big meanies who don't, but...)
So, the world has calmed down a ittle bit. At least we aren't being beaten to death in football stadiums and calling it 'entertainment'.
But we are still persecuted. Missionary friends have been literally pushed and shoved out of their homes for preaching the gospel.
In other countries, they are not even allowed to SAY they are Christians. It's a 'public offense'.
Sure...
Not homos or streakers? That's MY idea of a public offense...Not Christianity.
In many schools today, Christians can't even PRAY at the lunch table, as it's offensive. A few schools I have heard about, do not even allow BIBLES.
You know...Maybe they wouldn't need metal detectors and cameras if they'd just let a few Christians speak. And maybe accepting Christ would stop a few of the attempted suicides for those who have lives that are so unhappy...?
No. Reading your Bible is the unpardonable sin, and worshiping in public can get you kicked into jail.
But running around like a freak, naked through the streets, piercings, tattoos, homosexuality, all that nastiness...It's considered, 'being themselves'. It's 'sharing their individuality'. It's 'freedom'.
Thanks...But they can keep it. I don't want anything to do with it.
You can run through the streets naked today, and get away with it, but if you read your Bible and pray you can be sued for 'force of religion/voice/example/oppinion.'
Wouldn't and SHOULDN'T that fit into the category of 'being yourself' and 'freedom'? I'd rather 'be myself' with God by my side, thanks. But there is none.
Not unless you want to tattoo and pierce every bone in your body. Just so long as you do not wear cross necklaces or get caught singing hymns and Christian songs. That, my friends, is a bad boo-boo.
So you see? We are still persecuted.
Guess who's fine with all that? Obama.
Guess who's not? God.
Guess who's gonna get it, sooner or later? Obama.
Guess who's gonna give it? God.

Thanks for listening.

Until my next post..
Jayde

MONDAY NIGHT.

This is what I could have watched:

























This is what I watched:

























THREE. TIMES.
Have at it, GO!

What is the point of today?

* flings confetti *

* blows squeaky, little, annoying thing *

* pops balloon *

* slaps donkey *

* stuffs face with cake and cookies *

BIG. WHOOP.

I love it.
Mom loves it.
All my friends who have it, love it.
It's great.

I just started. It's, like, this little world where you make a little farm, personalize your farmer and spend as long as you like raking, planting, harvesting and such.
Recently, my wonderful cousin gave me a pig. I loved him, I named him Petey. And he was mine.
But then he did the weirdest thing ever. He must have been trying to make me laugh so hard that I had to run to the bathroom because when I came back, he was standing up on his hind legs and dancing some kind of Southern jig!
I. cracked. up.
But he ran away...:(
So now, I'm running around to everyone's farms and tending them, weeding, watering and harvesting everyone's farm to earn myself some coins.
No one will ever replace my little Petey, but I might recieve a few animals as gifts soon. YIPEE!

I just heard from a friend and her brother just went to be with Jesus. (He was shot. )
Please pray for her.

"Just Fight." by Jayde Vernoy

The soldier on the battle field
The one that would never yield
The one that fought till his last breath
And till' the job was done he would not rest

Now here he lay on the ground
Helpless, defenseless, listening to the sound
He knew he didn't have very long
So he wrote this song

Finish every single battle
Never stop 'till the very end
Learn every single lesson
Make just one more friend
Don't make more trouble than what's needed
For you to understand
Just fight.

Tears flowed from his eyes
As he counted what was left of time
He knew someone had spotted him
But he tried not to give in
And he prayed

Lord, I don't know what's gonna happen
If You want to see me now, just know I'm willin'
Do what you have to do
For people to live long enough to know you

Slowly he closed his eyes
Then he imagined the skies
Seeing God in all His splendor
Knowing just what he did was right
And He says to fight

So...
Finish every single battle
Never stop till the very end
Learn every single lesson
Make just one more friend
Don't make more trouble than what's needed
For you to understand
Just fight.

I've been away.
Wanna know why?
Go here, as I am too lazy to type it out myself and my mother can do a much better job of describing such things as a wicked crazy awesome volcano thingy! :D :D
Anyway...My computer (sorta like this one), is in the shop. It went to visit the computer doctor earlier this morning.
Get this.
I have
NO GIMP
NO YAHOO MESSENGER
NO iTUNES
and
NO WINDOWS MICROSOFT OFFICE.
I don't know how much more of this I can take! I am going to DIE! :O :|

Moving on, we have found Anna. And I smell watermelon..o.O
Anyways...Anna was gone all day, we couldn't find her. We, of course, thought up the worst scenarios:
She was taken and vaporized by aliens
She was cat-napped (Which in a way...She was...She was napping when she was found.)
She was...I don't wanna keep writing. The important thing is I found her and the house is filled with happiness again.
She is sleeping with me tonight and that is final. We were worried sick! Well, me and Mom. We walked around calling her name and meowing. (Do not ask me why...)
I found her under the pool-boards that surround the pool out in the backyard. I heard her before that, and I freaked out and called Dad to go get the ladder because I heard her. At first I thought she was over in the empty lot behind our house. Then I thought she was stuck in a tree next door. Everyone was questioning me.
"Did you really hear her?"~Mom
"Are you sure?"~Dad
"Yes and yes..." I said, climbing the ladder. I looked over both walls. But I found her when I came back down. She has taken to hiding under the boards and it can drive us nuts.
As it did today.
But we found her and she has been fed Tuna and her life is back to peaches and cream. We adore our kitty.
Look at this:
BEHOLD!
How can you NOT adore her? =) She is our little sweetie here. =)
And other news...Hmm...
I have taken up drawing.
And I spent most of today cleaning my room.
And my good friend, William at William's Blog, has Photoshop 6 and maybe he will copy it and send it to me? :D :D :D PLEASE? WITH CREAM, CHOCOLATE SYRUP, STRAWBERRIES, GUMMY BEARS, PEANUTS, SPRINKLES, M&Ms and...OTHER YUMMY STUFF on top? PLEASE? <=-D
I am off now, to go and read Skittle's blog now. =)
...I'm sorry...But I can't think of anything else to blog.
Forgive me.

Anyways...I'm back.
That should be reward enough...tehehe...=D
Love,
Verja

xD Just kiddin'!

PACE YAW! xD No, not that either.

UNTIL NEXT TIME! :)