Funniness Taken the Wrong Way

So today, during choir... the girls got a few breaks while the guys were singing. I'm a soprano, and some of my friends, Faith and Meredith, sits across the room as altos. So during that time I was looking through the row of guys and making faces at them. Well, not just faces. I was winking, waving, wiggling my eyebrows, sticking my tongue out, etc.
To my horror, when I got home and checked my Facebook, a guy in the same row as Faith, Meredith and I thought that I was making faces at HIM. Oh dear.. I was so embarrassed, and I blushed despite the fact that this conversation was over the internet. Luckily, he believed me readily.
So as my warning to you; think of every possible consequence before you wiggle your eyebrows at someone as a joke. Or don't, and have something to write on your blog about and tell all of your friends.

Fighting The World

This is going to be a hard post to write, because my dog is sitting next to me and whining for me to spend all of my attention petting and snuggling with her. She's making all sorts of odd noises, she does that when she reaaaaaally wants something. It's like she scolding me or something. For goodness' sake, my dog is a nutzo. She's super smart, yeah, but she acts like a two-year-old and she's thirteen. Yeah. Hyper and curious. Oh, and she doesn't listen to me. Sure, she loves me like crazy and will follow me everywhere, but she has no respect for when I say "No." Probably because I say it again and again and then eventually will give her half of my cookie.

Anyway, let's move back to the title. Yes, "Fighting The World", or a better title might be, "Trying to Stay Sane When There's, Like, Little Possibility of That!"
Life is just crazy sometimes. And we can't control it, no matter how hard we might try. I've just been ready to bite someone's head off all day... but I know that eventually everything will be okay, every bad memory forgotten.. and one day I'll be with Jesus, who loves me more than anyone else, more than I can fathom, and just that thought makes things better.
So hopefully I'll start the holdays joyful and without biting any unfortunate and unsuspecting family members, right? Haha. Yeah..

Actually, family get-togethers are awesome at my house. Did I already mention that hilarity ran in my family? Well, it does. Like my mom said yesterday, when Chase lied that he didn't like being the center of attention, "You have to fight for it in this family." So I'm looking forward to it. Oh, and the no school part it kindof great, too. ;)

Audience

What is my audience? That would make it easier for me to write, you know. Well, you invisible person. Because does anyone read this? Maybe my BFFLEEExIn.^2, (Best Friend For Life and Ever and Ever and Ever times infinity squared) and if I were a complete nerd(I'm only half-dork) I would say, "My mom..", but she doesn't. Haha..
Anyways... I doubt anyone reads this. I could put a poll up, but should I set myself up for that disappointment? =D
So I just wanted to post without thinking today, and that's what I got.

I Have an Afro.

=Congratulations, you're about to see my bed-head.


This is what my hair looks like when I first wake up.

See? I'm yawning. I just woke up.

(In case you can't tell.. it's a wig)

And when I straighten it, it magically becomes a lighter color and shorter!

My Family Laughs

The other night Chase, my brother, was bugging the heck out of me by making creepy noises in the back of his throat and swinging his hands at me like an animal. I went up to my dad and exclaimed, "Your son is a monster!" His face looked a little worried when he answered, "Again?"
Today I was complaining to my mother, again, that it was too cold and I was considering going to public school just for the heat. She laughed, saying something about me blackmailing her, but I was dead serious. It's freezing in my house, and I can barely get out of the hot shower in the mornings. So later, when I was complaining again, she said, "Here!" and grabbed my wrist and ran around the house, dragging me along. I have a very interesting family...
Very interesting, and evidentally, hilarious. I went to a camp this summer but before we left this guy dropped a fourteen year-old kid at my house so we could take him, too. He was freaking six feet tall or something, though. Anyways, he was at lunch with my family while my cousin was visiting after Church. He told me he was about to die of laughter, that my family was stinking funny. It's all completely true, though. I laugh every single day. Although, according to this guy, I'm not as funny. =( But I'm also the sane one, so I guess that counts for something. It's hard to compete with what I've got for a family, you know? We're like a band of comedians, -no, we're like the show "Last Comic Standing". We just don't get to perform for people often. Oh, and we're not crude. And, thankfully, we don't kick people off.
So, I have an odd family, but hey, who doesn't? Laughing is also very good for you. So, really, if you're trying to get healthy just come live at my house. That is, if you like sarcastic humor. Some people don't get it, but for the people who do, they love us. Well, my family, because apparently I just don't measure up. When that kid visited I was the one they had chosen to pick on for the day, too. So I am one-sixth of their material. I couldn't say for sure if that is a good or bad thing..
Let's go over the disadvantages...
First, funny families tend to poke fun. If you say something utterly stupid, you're going to get lots of laughs for months, and then the writers of the family will jot what you said down so that it can be remembered for years by hundreds. Sometimes you try to make a good come-back, but those are often just as hilariously idiotic.
Second, when you hang around people that aren't as funny it just kills you. Especially around people who just don't use sarcasm, or for that matter, take it very well. Several times I have said something that would have made my family or my friends laugh for minutes and minutes around the wrong kind of people, and I received blank faces with silence. You could literally hear the crickets chirping.
That's about it, so let's move on to the good stuff you can get out of funny families..
But before we begin, I'll warn you this list could go on forever, so I'll just list the main points.
First we have the laughing. Enough said.
Second, more laughing.
Third, I'm pretty sure the advantages explain themselves. I mean, of course you could go into detail, but the people who need it explained to them are not reading my blog!
Wait, that sounds like I'm calling myself funny. No, I'm calling the stories funny. It has nothing to do with how funny I am, necessarily. Also, people who don't laugh are boring and don't read fun stuff anyway. Although they should, because this blog is very informative. For example, did you know that snipes are real? Well, they are. Look it up on Wikipedia. If you were planning to go snipe hunting with your friends this weekend so you're all like, "Duh", well you're all like stupid, because your friends are playing a prank on you. They're probably going to leave you in the middle of a cornfield in the middle of the night. Get new friends. Oh, and this blog is also blunt.
So, yes, this post was very random indeed. But we went over the basics; boys, TV shows, laughing, and snipes. We also explained that this blog was for informative purposes only, because knowing which situations require water guns and which require caution tape are important to you. But is the blog funny? A sad attempt, maybe so, but you decide. You who? You, the invisible person, because I know out there somewhere is my dedicated reader, you're just imaginary.

Here I Am

I'm making weak coffee, preparing to go to a college fair and annoying the other residents of this house (My mother and brother) with my sheer insanity. "I'm sorry," Mom apologized earlier. "I don't know what's wrong with her."
Well, I'm afraid there is nothing terribly wrong with me at the moment, other than the reoccurring nightmares each night since the fatalistic dentist appointment half a month ago. And the fact that I've had stories to tell, but each day I've tried to tell them it's been a special day that I feel I must share a story about (Halloween, the election, etc.)
Before I get on to my stories, I have cool news. Not the greatest, or even wonderful, just cool. On Monday I met with my teacher from the college about my essay, and he said that he wishes my friend Annie and I were the only students he had to grade. We're the ones in highschool. He gave me a check + on my paper (not to be graded officially until December) which signifies perfect. He found nothing seriously wrong with my paper, and he said he could tell I enjoyed writing the paper. This, of course, boosted my ego and has been a great encouragement for me. I shall continue to write until someone reads. And perhaps I'll put my papers on here, and then you can see my lame joke attempts.
Well, mostly for stories I have the funniest things Chase, my brother, has said to me throughout the week:
"Rachel, one time I embarrased myself!" Nothing I tried to say was funny enough to capture the moment worthily.
"*gasp* I have ABS!!!"
The other day I was lying on my kitchen floor, and he kept climbing over me. So I grabbed his pants by the waistband and warned, "Don't move or your pants will come off." Of course, he slid right out of them... I don't know why but i found this hilarious at the time.
I can't even begin to explain his amazing costume to you until I get the pictures uploaded, but let me tell you, it got lots of compliments and some confused faces.