First things first, I am a dedicated member of Fan Fiction.net - reach me at http://www.fanfiction.net/~acatholicgirl I am a more avid user there, and have written stories for National Treasure, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Sound of Music, and Blue's Clues.
Name: Katrina von Bobston...j/k. But one of my teachers calls me Katrina, as an inside joke.
Location: The North Pole, I have a part-time job as one of Santa's elves...do you really believe me?
Age: 495, I have been reincarnated many times.
"Quotes of My Life"
1. Last year, we had a substitute teacher that had been my third grade teacher. She's an old dear, but a little too old. In Health Class, the teacher paid no attention to the class and just wrote stuff about our topic - "Having a Baby in The Eyes of A Parent" - on the blackboard. I was sitting with three good friends - two boys and another girl. One boy went to the bathroom, I took his worksheet that the teacher had given us all and circled "You're going to have a baby" on the sheet. Next to it, we wrote 'Congrats, Daddy', 'Who's the Mommy?', and 'Is it a girl or boy?; You had to be there to laugh hard at it...
2. I was in my little sisters' bedroom and one of them was playing with Mary Poppins and Bert dolls. She was pretending that Bert was proposing to Mary. "Bert" said: "Mary, I love you. I want to sleep with you." And I just exploded with laughter. She's only ten years old and doesn't know the facts of life yet, ha...
3. The infamous Sanitation Man=D...um, I'd really rather not explain, lol!
4. "What are we wearing to the city, Patrick?" "Uh...clothes?" LAUGHTER!! You see, our homeroom was going to NYC to see Wintuk and we were supposed to get dressed up - no jeans, sneakers, etc. Patrick was taking a test in another room and came in after our teacher had explained everything. The quote above was then uttered by my teacher and then Pat.
5. "Say hello to 'Big Fat Joe'!" An inside joke between my sister and I, tee-hee...
6. One of my friends tends to burst out with patriotic speeches in school, blabbering about, "taxes and being American." This past week, our homeroom did this arts & crafts thing with little third-graders, and my friend that does all these speeches got along perfectly with the kid he was paired with, and didn't get along with the kid my other friend was paired with. So, the friend who does the speeches was "protesting" or whatever, and then the third-grader of my other friend goes, "You're too spiritual!" My friend who does the speeches: "Quiet, arrogant child!" The kid: "You're mean!" My friend: "I don't like you!" hahahahaha...
7. My sister naming the little black bugs we occasionally find lurking in our kitchen...today, she found two of them and named them Frankie and Fred. The next one she finds will be named Oswald. My sister was obviously dropped on her head as a baby.
8. My mother, siblings, and I went to the Bronx Zoo over spring break. On our way there, we passed a school for the deaf. I asked my mom what the building was for, and she said, "It's a school for the deaf." And then my sister - who was all the way in the back seat, the same sister who names little black bugs and has Bert propose to Mary - screeches, "What's that? School for the dead?" My mom goes, "School for the DEAF. Maybe they can help you!" Haha, no day is dull with my sister...
"The problem with here is that it's where I'm from."
"Forgetting someone is not remembering any of the memories or good times. Letting go of someone is moving on, but keeping the memories. So, don't forget them, but let them go."
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