itsachat Writers Ave

Here is the VIP avatar that I made for Andy Rocks. He wasn’t sure what he wanted his avatar to be, so after numerous attempts at bugging him to come up with something, he finally said he wanted his avatar to be of an avatar.. So here that is!

This is a little quick doodle i made for sloany last night because she was cold.. which i find kind of hard to believe considering where she lives!! hahaha but anyways.. he can warm ya up sloan. not sure who he is, but he probably looks like someone out there! probably a canadian since its red and also, he’s wearing a hood <3 Lan

Pixel Perfect is the new doodle board club at itsachat. This is a club for members who like to draw doodles using the doodle board here at the site. Up above is an example of something I drew there. Im not exactly sure what we’re going to be doing in the club – probably just be club members and make a lot of doodles!  Please join the doodle club if you like to doodle.  all doodle-heads are welcome! <3

Well I promised Christie that I would tell in full detail these events of this one day that I had as a youngster. I am guessing I was probably around 6 or 7 years old when this happened, but I cant really be sure because that was so long ago. I was most likely in grade 1 or grade 2. Anyway, I was one of those kids who were moved around a lot due to the fact that my parents moved around a lot and I lived with them. I’d like to imagine that my dad was in the military and was constantly being re-stationed to different parts of the city and that’s the story that my sister and I invented for when we had to “switch schools again.” My sister is almost 2 years older than me so we hung around a lot.

So this one time, it was new school time once again and my sister and I were told to get on this school bus and it would take us to our new school. We were gonna love it! (so our mother said.) We knew we weren’t, because at this point we had already figured out that as soon as we were accepted and had made some friends at our new school, we’d be moving again, and moving schools. We were the perpetual new kids at school. You know those ones. The ones who you only saw for like a month or two, and they had lunches that consisted of things like.. a mayonnaise sammich and a cup of koolaid and no snack. Well that was us. SO here we are, shuffled onto a bus and sent off to yet another new school. Our mother had bought us new Walt Disney knockoff plastic lunchboxes with matching thermos; the kind that isn’t really a thermos but more of a container because it didn’t keep anything hot or cold. What ever was in there went to room temp as soon as time allowed.

We get to this school and the first thing we noticed was that the school seemed farther away then we’d ever imagined it would be. I remember asking my sister when we finally arrived. Are you sure this is our new school? I think I might have known what the name of our new school was, and also that it didn’t match the name on the outside of this school that took us an extremely long time to get to. My sister just shrugged, and said, let’s get on with it. Inside we went. When we got inside, we were amazed at this school as it was brand spanking new and had one of those giant open areas, all carpeted with new shiny desks. There were snacks set out and in different areas of the room was the greatest art section I had ever seen. There was a pet section and a science section. It was unbelievable. We knew then we were in the wrong school because there was no way we would be going to this fancy school. But rather than say anything, we just went and found a desk and sat down. When the teacher called the roll call, and they didn’t call our names I looked at my sis and she gave me that shhh don’t say nuffin signal. I guess she wanted to enjoy the plushness of the place and so did I, so we spent the morning at this strange school.

When lunch time rolled around, we got to eat our lunches at our little carpeted desk area and when I opened my lunch box, I seen that my sugar and butter sandwich (my fav kind at the time) was drenched in the warm room temperature milk that had spilled out of my thermos. My sister’s thermos didn’t bunk out and her stuff was dry, but she wasn’t offering to share any with me. I sat there and stared at my wet sammich, starving in this strange place and started to cry. The teacher came over and quite rudely asked me what I was crying about, and I pointed to my wet sammich laying inside my cheap knockoff lunch box and told her my sammich was ruined by the milk. This teacher told me that it didn’t matter, it all went to the same place and I better eat it or I would get the strap. The strap? They beat kids at the new rich school? I looked at my sister who was watching now like a hawk. She was always very protective of me. So I tell the teacher shyly, no, I won’t eat anything that’s okay. At this point, my sister now butts in and says. I’ll share mine with her its okay. The teacher wasn’t having any of that and she said. No you won’t share. She can eat this sammich there is nothing wrong with it. She picked the sammich up out of my lunchbox and tried to shove it in my face. I jumped back out of my desk chair knocking it over onto the plush carpet where it didn’t make a sound and yelled NO IM NOT EATING IT! And all 20 sets of rich kid’s eyeballs turned to stare at us, and the teacher says, YES YOU ARE YOUNG LADY also in a raised voice, and then my sister jumped up and yelled. “NO SHE ISNT BITCH, WE DON’T EVEN GO TO THIS FUCKEN SCHOOL!! I swear the teachers face went pitch white and she gasped. She surely realized at this time that we definitely did not go to this school, because most of the kids in that room had never even heard the word bitch or fuck at this time in their gentle lives, and we knew that some how. Then the teacher just looked all stunned and quietly asked us our names. My sister told her and then looked at me and said, pack your stuff up, we’re heading back to the hood. LOL

I never did have to land up eating that wet sammich. =) I love my sister.

this is a really cute video where this bird dances like michael jackson’s moon walk move. very cute. thanks for showing it to me proms!