Hi

I went to see the Wizard of Oz that was being performed by my school. And, it was actually pretty good.

I had little hopes for it in the first place, because of the "preview" that we watched today at last period. The hysterically giggling, tripping over eachother's Ugg boots, girls didn't look very proffesional.

But the play was quite good, actually.

And musical...yes...very musical.

Other than that, my day was alright. I mean, it's 10:28 and I can't remember it as nicely as I would have liked maybe. In chorus, the band teacher was late, so the Chorus teacher had to keep them with us as we practiced and warmed up. Kinda humiliating. Doing lip-trills while they all roared their heads off....yeah I bet they must have liked it....*eye twitch*. And then they "jokingly" sang with us, except grossly exaggerating it and singing completely and entirely off pitch.

How dare they mock us....~.^ *eye twitch* ~.^
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What? You think this is funny? >@.@<

I don't know how to do an especially angry emicon face. >:( doesn't seem to cut it here.

Other than that we had 20 minute classes, as my team tried to fit 4 academics into two periods. Euuurgh. Math was....Math. In L.A., my teacher depicted me as "too quiet" which i think is grossly unreasonable. I mean, I don't complain (a lot) when he forces me to go and read my poem/essay/whatever in front of the class. I don't complain (frequently) when he makes me read boring poems by some unknown elderely author he thinks is "cool" to everyone. Okay, so I don't "leap" out of my seat when he says "Random essay due Tuesday!" (and what is this "leap" anyway? Do regular LA students "leap" for joy? Am I not "leapy" enough for him? What is this?")

Where was I? Science...science. Social studies...I don't even remember, probably nothing interesting.

Blahblahblahblhabblah.

I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.

IMPORTANT QUESTION!!!!!:

aww, shoot, i forgot.

Caffeinated 8-year-olds and Clowns on Motercycles

I always like to have an interesting title for my posts. It's like, essential. It makes the whole post look interesting, like something you want to read. Does "Laser Quest and Parades" sound interesting to you? something you want to read? No.


Playing Lasertag with my brothers and his big gang of caffienated eight-year-olds was not my first choice, but guess what? IT WAS SO FUN.

I didn't know what codename to pick so I just went with "Dino". Y'know, whatever. We just hung around for a bit (me = hanging, caffienated 8-year-olds + brother = run around maniacally). Then we went in, there was an intro, violet-light, blahblah. They gathered up some other birthday parties (and then some random teenagers) together and then from that they split us into two teams. Blue and Red. I was blue. I can go on and on and on about how over half of my team was made up of princesses (about 8 years old as well) who got bored half-way-through and started shooting themselves, i can go on about how the best player on my team had the codename "Im a spaz", and I most definetely can go on about how- out of my brothers party- i was the best and got the highest score. Just saying. But, out of interest of time, I will limit my ramblings to a minimum for I have more to go on about.

(maybe, I'll see if I can get a picture of my scorecard. Maybe. Whatever.)

Then, Sunday, me and Pebbles went to a St. Patricks parade. It was kindof random. The Irish dancers, and the bagpipes, and the children running around dressed as leprecauns made sense, but what do pickled aliens, the cat in the hat riding a choo-choo train, and clowns riding motercycles have to do with anything? I dont know...any ideas? Overall it was very, very fun. I like parades. However, no matter how much obnoxious waving and hollering I did, I couldn't get anyone to throw candy at me. Or a necklace. Or anything at all. But so is life. And after that I went and met my friend's sister's friend's grandparents. From what I could tell, they were nice. Of course, we didn't stick around for too long, and then I got dropped off at home. And that was my Sunday. :) :) :)

A while ago I asked you which you liked better- Ninjas or Pirates? And, overall i didn't get a good reply from anyone. They were either "i like them both the same" or something random like "hiiiiiiiii!" So i was disappointed. But, here's your last chance. Iv put up a poll, so ANSWER IT. Rightaway. Now. Go select, ninja or pirate? And, if you feel motivated, you can give us some sort of explanation in the comments or in the CBox. But that's extra credit. ^.^

Okay, this is kindof late, but I hav finally decided on the best Youtube video that you all submitted.

...and the answer will be in the next post.

Bye!

(and yeah, I know u hate me.)

You're Being Tested

Soyesturdaywasalright.AftertheparentscametoviewtheTheatreofMarcellustheteacherscam
earoundandgradedoursculptures.AftermyL.A.teachergotsickofusbeingaround,andkicked
usoutonanaturewalk throughthewoodsinthebackofmyschool.Itwassnowy.Me,RAH,and
someotherrunnerstookthelead andboltedthroughthewoodslikefirstgradersonasugar
high(except,clearly,faster.wayfaster.)Now, we'vetakenthistrailbeforeinthepast,butnotwith
snowontheground.And,prettysoon,wewerelostfrom thegroup.Iwasmellowedout,tootired
fromthewholelose-an-hour-concepttocare,butsomeother peoplelookedliketheywereafraid
we'dalldropdownwithhypothermiaany second.Sowewanderedabit, inwhichiaccidentally
fellinasmallcreek-yipes!-,andafterawhilewe'realllike,*whatever*,andturned aroundand
followedourownfootstepsbacktotheschool.IfmyL.A.teachernoticedusmissing,heobviously
didn'tcare,andnoharmwasdone,exceptforthefactmypantlegwaswet,andfortherest
ofthe dayIsmelledlikewetjeans.Whichwasreallyhackin'onmynerves,becauseIdonotlikethe
smellofwetjeans atall.Idkwhy.

Right, if you went "what??" at all of that above there, and didn't read it, post a comment (Btw, I'm part of this category too!) But if you did take the time to read it, go here. It would make sense. However, let's not dawdle on this.

Okay, I haven't been doing a whole lotta posts lately, because I mainly wanted u to focus on the special contest! (Special thanks to everyone who have already submitted their answers! ^D^) But now, i was thinking, "Okay a blog with no posts is lame" so here I am!

Round of applause to Pebbles and Livielove for creating there very own blogs! Squee!

Round of applause to Camo/Mrs Flowers and DFM for already having blogs! hohoho

Round of applause for me because I am just so excellent!

I am eating ginger bread my mum made. Squee! Yum, I luv ginger bread!

Well,
this post is rubbish

Okay, do u hav any BURNING OMG OMG questions you want to ask me (doubt it), now is the time to ask them! Get them all out of your system. Later I'll answer them as best as I can, okay? okay.

And, now, I hav a question for YOU.

What is the weirdest thing that's happened to you eating ice cream?

Sickness, Eagle Eye, and One Seriously Unstable Chiuaua

nothing much going on. didn't go to school today because i was sick. Stayed at home watching movies, eating cornbread. I finally got to watch Eagle Eye. I had a pretty high expectation for that movie, but it hasn't let me down. It's awesome, awesome movie.
Anywho.......me, my mum, and my brothers, were just watching Animal Planet of something. The show's about some guy with an accent who trains dogs to be good. There was this tiny little chiuaua that was extremely (very extremely) aggressive and vicious and bullied Pit Bulls. (Seriously this tiny 15 pound dog, scaring off five massive Pit Bulls. Irony much?)
Anywho.......I'm really hungry right now. Euuurrghhhh. My mum's picking up the pizza right now. I am staaaaaaarving.
Anywho....... hope i didn't miss much. so that's it. My lame excuse of a post. Comment anyway, just to make me feel good.

"Happy" Birthday, Ronnie!

Today is Ronnie Va...something's birthday! Apparently. He's turning 33 so me, CamoLambo/Mrs.Flowers, and RAH made a cake for him. I am craving it now for whatever reason.

(Oh, and he turned 33 today. Kinda explains the two giant threes, hmm?)

It was my idea to put some Coca Cola in it to make it taste extra yummy and it sure did pay off. ;) Yum. And then we decorated the top with some really icky-gooey icing. Camo wrote "The Killers" on it, while putting random blobs of green all around while i did a mighty fine portrait of Ronnie. And it tasted good. RAH and Camo started getting exasperated by my nerdy-tech-obsession to film absolutely everything (lucky for them i remembered to bring my video camera in the first place). And then Camo wanted to show us some youtube video on Brandon laughing. {Click here.}

For the record I was slightly disturbed. Not in a bad way, but in a o.my.god. kind of way. Yep.

and just to be able to somehow fit the "celebrity" look alike label into this post, I'm going to show you what a magnificent job I did with the portrait of Ronnie's face, compared to the real deal.

Just Another Update...

Okay, so i didn't post at all yesterday. Or go on CBox. Or touch the computer @ all. Which was weird, and like a first.

Just here to clue you in a bit on my personal life (or it really isn't my personal life anymore, but whatever).

I got my Herbst Device out Wednesday (or as you might know them as "tentacles") and the bottom row of braces on too. It was a lot more painful than i remember them when i got my top row glued on. Half the time my orthodontist had to say "Okay, STOP biting my finger," but i really couldn't help it. When other people sweat when they get nervous, or fidgit, I bite. Hard. Especially if there's something fat and meaty in my mouth.

I switched seats in science. My science teacher has a special way of picking seats. Everyone draws an uno card, and for whatever number the uno card has on it, u hav to sit at that table. I got a "6" card, so when he told all the people going to the number-six-table to stand up, basically my whole table did.

NOT FAIR.

I had been looking forward to switching seats and getting away from them for ages. So now i'll be with them for a whole nother semester. GRRR

On Friday, me and Volleyball-Player went to a church thing at 7'o'clock. Which sounds like a strange thing to do on a Friday evening. Actually my church is really cool. Instead of it being an extra sunday school thing, it's basically a Youth Group. Meaning, you just play games (for example: Capture the flag when it's warm, and Sardines when it's cold out) do contests, and win prizes. Volley actually had to do a "fluff and candy hearts eating contest" and since it was February, the month of Valentines and love (*snort*) they decided to mix it up a bit. They got a very thin piece of clear plastic with a bit of fluff smeared on each side with candy hearts on that. Then, she and another guy had to race to see who could eat off all the candy hearts. It looked so awkward. All the while the counselers were bopping about shouting things like "easy there, you hardly know eachother!" and "Wooohooo!" Then some girls took out their cellphones and started to snap pictures. Which may end out badly. The other guy won, and as a trophy to his victory, he was given....a Digimon Set! (Which brought back memories from when i was a naive little kid who used to wake up almost every Saturday morning a FOUR to watch the Digimon Show. Wow, i was strange.) This is probably because Jonathan- the leader of the games and stuff- has a few toddler sons that love Digimon. It was probably meant to be a Christmas present, but he changed his mind half way. Reduce Reuse Recycle!
I was sad because i never got any prize. I don't know why. I'm just like that.

Yesturday, i didn't do much. I watched a lot of T.V., ate some crystalized sugary Pineapple, and then went to the mall to find a present for a friend's party. I wasn't sure what to get her. There was this Katy Perry shirt on sale, and i was wondering whether she'd like it. In this universe, u either LOVE Katy Perry, or you HATE it. I wasn't sure where she'd play up on this scale, but then i reminded myself that it was on sale, and that ended that.

Then, that night i went and played soccer. Which sucked. My team is bottom of the league (but i really don't like to talk about it...) and this was our final chance to redeem ourselves. It was a 30'minute'match. Us, vs. the people at the TOP of the league. *gulp* we knew it would end badly from the start, so it wasn't a huge surprise when we lost. badly.

My Good Old Hyperventilating Partner

Hey yo. Nuthin' much happening. I had to work non-stop all day for 5 periods. I had to build the Theatre of Marcellus with a partner that was assigned to us, and finish it today. It was a testy time. My partner (which i will graciously, for this time call Phillips) was going into depression. Phillips 1) thought our model was horrible. 2) thought we didn't have enough time to finish it. and 3) hated the project from the start. He worked in a kindof raincloud, every now and again muttering about how we're going to fail, how this will affect his grades, and how he'll never get into Phillips (his dream school.)

I'm an optimist, so obviously i would think that he was just being dumpy and needed to get some sun. and sleep.

his mood didn't improve when we saw our competition. There are two groups constructing the Theatre of Marcellus, and the other group was basically finished with theirs.

It. Was. Gorgeous.

Beautifully constructed, killer detail, laser precision. Awwww, that's good. So, now my bubble of confidence got popped and we were both now stuck in despair. i didn't think we'd fail. Never. No, i was worried that we would blow over and come second-best to the other group.

Mr. Zee the art teacher came and bailed us out slightly, helping us with our paper mache a little. Still, now with all the layers of paint on it, i think it looks a lot like a chocolate cake. Especially with a bit of white paint sponged on at the front as frosting. Which made me hungry. Which made me even more miserable.

It was a long five periods.

My math teacher came in and investigated about half-way through. She took one look at our work and said with a half skeptical half appalled voice:

"It's big."

She stared at it for a few moments, then echoed it again. She was right of course. It's probably about 7 times bigger than the competition. It took both me and Phillips to lug it up the stairs to the art room, and down again. I was hoping that the largeness would make it more impressive, more eye-catching, better. But *sigh* i guess we're going to have to win her over with our chocolate-cake paint job, eh?

Well, the good news is that my math teacher promised us that we'll have the rest of the week to finish it. She kindof understands. She understands that a) she's given us THE hardest structure to build with all the stupid domes and loops and angles...b) we have never been looking forward to this from the start. so she was sympathetic. she told Phillips to chill and stop hyperventilating.

Not Likely.

My Experiance @ a Chili Fest (Oh, You Know This is Going to be Good.)

I went to a chili fest last night.

Yeee-ahh

I wasn't looking forward to it. I'm not a big fan of chili, and my brothers and I sitting togethr at a table with the rest of our church while they rapidly consume bean goodness is not my first choice of company. 99.9% of the time my mum went out and socialized with old people, and there were no more open tables left-- so me and my brothers had to eat quietly in a corner. Quietly being me, seeing as Bramble and Lizic couldn't keep their mouth closed if you duct-taped it.

So why does it feel like I was having fun?

Probably the beans. X.X

The chilis were pretty good. Very very good. It was a nice change to be off my mum's cooking for a while. You went down a line of tables where each family had a great big pot of chili, and you can pick and choose from them. There were little cups that they ladeled their warm concoctions in, and i had about 5 mini bowls (each one being slightly smaller than my fist) of chili. I was caught completely off guard. You would have thought that all those small old ladies, or little children in party dresses would play it safe, making a perfectly mild and refreshing chili dish? WRONG. I took this shrimp-y one that was super good and i chugged the whole thing down in a minute. waited 30 seconds. then....

*block your ears*

it was the hottest thing i have ever tasted ever.

Then, when you were done with that, you were given a piece of paper where you judge and vote on your favorite chilis. The winning chili-chefs won a certificut and a bottle of hot-sauce. (huh, funny? NOT WHEN YOUR TONSILS ARE BLEEDING. !!!!! *fire in eyes*)

so, that's that, i guess. i felt poorely after the chili fest and even more nautious in the car ride home. (luckily i didn't puke. but it was close. x.x) i huddled up on the couch, with a trash bin right by me (just in case) in my winter jacket (idk, it made me feel good inside). and then i watched a really old British comedy from the 80s' that my mum thought would b good for us, and slept the night away like a baby. that's about it.

(Title)

Lemme just update you on watz going on:

'Kay Thursday night i went to Bramble's concert. Which was nice. One of their songs, called "Peter, Peter" was sung in a REALLY terrible British accent. My mum thought it was funny, which made me sparked seeing as she NEVER let's me mock an English accent.

Friday: School. Ummm, nothing much. I did flashlight tag instead of chorus ^_^. that was great. I learned that i cannot see in the dark at all. I remember doing a paper in elementary school about how people with blue eyes can see in the dark better, and people with brown can reflect more light- meaning they can see into bright light better. That may explain a lot, actually. Anyway, i was stumbling around in the dark of the auditorium, groping my hands around the isle of seats as i moved around. At one point, i was reaching forward and i felt something warm and squishy under my palm. I think "OMG, who's face am I touching?" when i hear this older-girl voice say in a really prissy voice- "Get off my face!"

Apart from that I only got run over about a half a million times. If I didn't hav really poor night-vision, i think it would hav been cool to be able to blend into the dark like that. It's like a really creepy wizardry thing. Now you see me...now you don't.

You'll notice over at the side-bar- under the mix-pod ipod is a thing callled a stat counter. It's no big. It's just a little experiment of mine to see how popular my blog is. Every time someone pulls u a window with cocojuniper.blogspot.com on it, it will make note. Of course, it isn't exactly full proof. I could spend the whole day bringing CJ Forever up in a browser then exiting out- to make the # go higher. But i thought it would b kindof interesting.

That's it. Thank y'all. Enjoy the random pic. below. (Cuz it's still funny...)


more animals

Martin Luther King Day, Again

Okay, the last post was pretty slow, so here's a remake. I'm going to use the old CJ format i used last time. A picture, a link, a question, a statement, and a knock-knock joke. Ready, here goes...
There's the picture. ---> it's Martin Luther King for Google. Pretty cool, ain't it? Oh! *idea* i should totally create a google collection, showing every different google format (including this one)! Too bad im lazy, huh? Either way, i think it's pretty cool. And, it's only around once a year *waggles finger knowingly*.

'Kay, click here now. It's a video celebrating Martin Luther King's speeches, and the inaugeration of Barack Obama (which is TOMORROW)! Huzzah, america.

Question: Is Rev. King a great man, or what?!?!
Statement: Rev. King is a great man.

That statement too self-explanitory? 'Kay here's another:

Statement: loofah is the name for a tropical vine fruit. (I actually already mentioned this to you before, first one to find where i first mentioned it get's an honorary mention! Ready...set...GO!) If you don't believe me- go here for proof. The internet does not lie *winks*.

Im not entirely sure what that has to do with anything. But whatevr.

(and no, I refuse to do a knock-knock joke. Im sorry. I'm drawing the line there.)

MLK Day

Hey guys. Just before i left for the Martin Luter King Jr. speech that was going on in my church, i put up a poll. the poll asked u what you thought of this blog. I wuz actually fairly pleased with the answers. First of all im pleased that one of you thought i wuz funny. Whoevr did that- THANX! that warms my heart. And then the rest of you said it's because im yur friend, which feels good too. I'm also happy because nobody picked "Coco's my hero." That would be unsettling.
Back to Dr. King. I was probably chewing on my bacon for the first part of the speech (they had refreshments downstairs, and one brilliant, brilliant person brought in bacon. so that wuz good) and for the second part of it, i wuz sniffing my hands, because they still smelled lik bacon. Apart from that, i listened closely, and enjoyed what they had to say. I do actually feel moved. I feel like somebody picked me up, walked a few paces, then put me down again. not too far away, but still. Meh state senator came and gav us a few quick words (*shrugs*) and then we had a speech from a wonderful woman called Beverly (who founded a lot of African-American museums in her time). And, that wuz that.

Martin Luther King Jr. wuz a great, great, man.

I don't know what else to say on the subject. tommorow, i should have something real nice about Bush for the inaugeration, and maybe (if Blogger can finally step up!) i'll have DFM's video.

Peace out.

A Success...I Believe

Hello, everyone. You would think it would be a slow day for me, wouldncha? With me spending a lot of time on the computer? WRONG! I'm like SO excited right now! I just figured out how to transfer song documents from iTunes to Windows Movie Maker! Which ROCKS, because i can create music videos using songs of my choice. Otherwise, i'd be stuck with a band NOBODY has ever heard about (or at least me, and every person i asked) The Posies. And this techno thing that's basically consisting of a metronome and bongos. Erm. So, im thrilled! In the future, i can create TONS of music videos, and stuff. Im currently making one for DFM, which is supposed to advertise her blog. ^_^ so, im so excited now! (I'll see if i can post it up here later, when i'm done).

i also went cookie selling today. Which is normally a drag. Because half of the time i stand outside in the freezing snow, waiting for some of the slower neighbors to finally answer the door (or find out that they're not home). I was "selling" cookies (i can't really say im selling though, seeing as NOBODY WUZ HOME) and then one of my neighbors says "Hey! D'you want a bullitenboard?" I say, "sure" and now i've got my own bulliten board.. Hmm. So, i would call it a success...i think.

This is such a boring post, im sorry. I'll do bttr tommorow. (Or maybe today, depending on how long it takes for my mom/dad to kick me off the computer). For now, i'll just give you this semi creepy picture of a smiley face. Enjoy. Right.

Is This Funny?

Bramble thought it would be wickedly amusing to create his own poster to hang on the door of my room, meant to warn visitors about...(this sounds kinda bad) the horrors.



"Terifing imijes beyond this point"

and then, to be a bit more specific, he added "skary cave/room"
the / really takes away from the scary, doesn't it?

And then, he decided to add a little illistration, complete with a large "S", some salactites/salactmites, and a large metal door.


And the bats.

I think there're cute. You know, in a freak, gory, bloodsucking way (like Edward Cullen.) (Jk.)

There're my favorite part of the whole thing. I wouldn't trade them for the world. Evar. I'm trying to persuade him to do another. I LUV LUV LUV the bats. (It is sooo going up on the side bar.) (I'll just see if i can remix the colors first, or something.) He won't make me another one though. Apparently he thinks it'll damage his ego. Niiiiiice

The next thing i want to point out is very insulting, uncalled for, and questions my authority. Scroll down and take a peek.


It's blurry, I apologize. But if it's hard to tell, it's a sticker with "DINOSAUR" with a picture beneath it of a T-Rex consuming a piece of prey.

(Or at least i think that's what it's doing. it's hard to tell, even in real life.)

I'm still stunned. A...a...a, excuse me? Dinosaur. Oh, that's right. Yeah, and the blood is just sooooo necessary. *grumbles*

So, what do you think- is this funny?

I Feel Like I Just Ran a Mile

My arms are achy, and my cheeks feel flushed. But that doesn't matter because....

(oh, you know this is going to be good)

dunnnndunnnnndunnDUNNNNNNN!

I finished my essay! Phew! That was a tough one. My tongue feels swelled, like iv been talking too much, and I'm all out of breath. It's not perfect yet, but im going to make all the adjustments in like a sec (or you know, few hours) because i am POOPED from all that. Working nonstop for 'bout 3 hours really takes it out of you, iddn't it so?

My mum is calling me for dinner. I'll come back later with some more blogging, but for now i think im going to go sleep in my food.

Oh! Before i forget- Sweettropic! We miss you! Get well soon! ^_^

Bad French, Broken Hands, and an Elvis Presely Impersonation

Salut! Il fait beau: le ciel bleu, mais tres tres tres froid! Je n'aime pas froid! Je deteste. Moi, BOFF. Il fait froid = moi, boff. Non, non-- il fait froid = moi, PAS TERRIBLE.

translation:

Yo! It's beautiful out, the sky is blue, but it's really really really cold! I don't like cold! I despise. Me is UNHAPPY. Cold = unhappy me. No, no-- the cold = AWFUL me.

Okay, sorry for the bad french. I forgot how to say "because", and the computer wouldn't let me do accents. :( Normally, i would spend more time trying to improve the french, but right now i have a more important issue.

The issue is: Man! That is one fishstickin'* good hand! (here's a close up):

And, by good i mean interesting. Obviously.

I found this on a whiteboard @ my school. I hav suspicions that my science teacher did it. He's just like that.
I know, I know, i wont neglect the fact that you're all wondering y i am posting a picture of a lopsided hand that was mindlessly doodled onto a white-board in 1 minute. Im sorry if u don't find it interesting. But it's my blog. *sticks out tongue* :P

(it's great to b in charge!!!!!)

anyway, iv been crusing about to see some other ppl's blogs. about a quarter of them r in spanish. an eighth and a smidge r about married ladies, housework, and blahblahblah blah. (oh and the other half r deserted.) The leftover part r actually cool blogs, blogs like Rice Candy, etc. that post pictures/artwork.
i hav been missing out apparently. with so many blogs using cameras to upload images that they've taken to make a blog more interesting, i feel like a loner. All my images i got from google image search. UNTIL NOW.

Yes, I, COCO JUNIPER, the great, the wise, the noble, the crazy (wait- did i say that outloud?), and the smarticle, has used A CAMERA, to make her blog more interesting.


*bows* thank you, thank you very much. (Elvis Presely, 195...)

In the future, if i see anything especially eye-catching i will try my best to take a picture of it and post it up here. So stay tuned!!!

On one last note: here's another picture i took.










it's blurry, but it's supposed to look something like this --->







*so what i say fishstickin'? I'm an individual. Luv me. (erm, jk)