On Pen Pals

Okay, you know, let's just think for a second. Who here has a "pen pal"?

Really! More than I expected. Now here's another question. Who here actually WRITES to their "pen pal"?

Ah! There's the rub! Somewhat less! The minority, I'm afraid, are the ones who actually WRITE to their pen pals.

Now, okay. When I say "write" I don't necessarily mean literally by letter. By email, whatever. How many of you actually make an effort to contact you "pen pal"?

Still not a lot, huh? Well, I've been there. I used to promise to be pen pals with any number of people, but how many of them did I actually write to? Ha! That's right, they were SUCKERS!

But that's supposed to have changed. I email one of my pen pals. Her name was Jakarta and I met her in Puerto Plata around grade three. Now, as usual, I neglected her at first, and that's just usual. But one day I thought "Huh! Remember that girl I was friends with in Dominican! Don't I have her email?" So I looked and I did! So I emailed her and she wrote back! For a while we actually talked to each other and enjoyed each other's emails! But as it turns out, the main source of contact (for people not around her, obviously) was Facebook. She invited me. I refused. My parents didn't let me, and, I'll be honest, I wouldn't have gone on if they had. So now I send Jakarta fruitless emails and she never heeds them. This is like the reverse of what usually happens, at least for me it is. Normally, I'm the one who neglects. I am the neglecter, not the neglectee. But this time that is not the case. I am being neglected. Hmm. Strange feeling. (Right. :P)

So, I'm curious. Any other pen pal stories? Because I find other people's lives interesting. For those wondering, I am not being sarcastic.

Annie's Done. Life Returns to Normal

Actually, it was over a long time ago, like weeks ago, but it never crossed my mind to blog about it until now. If you're wondering, Jenna did stay, but we never hung out a lot after that. Jacey did not stay, but became a costume designer. She's more meant for that, I guess. Anyway, here are my souvenirs!!!

This is the cast picture. You can't see very well, but I'm right on the end of the bottom row at the right. The girl with her arm around me is my OB (Orphan Buddy) pronounced obb, not oh bee. Her name is Sydney. She's one of my best friends now.
This is the inside of the program. If you look, you can see that my OB Sydney autographed her picture inside of it. I autographed my picture in her's too.

Bottom left: This is the outside of the program. One of my other buds played the dog, and she's really awesome. Her name is Riley. She got to wear a dog costume. It was so cute and funny!

Bottom right: My "About Me" poster thingy. They posted those up on a bulletin board so that everyone could read it. It says basic stuff: my name is Megan, I'm in grade six, and then comes the favourite memory from Annie. I said, and I quote, "Making new friends from the cast. Wearing BLOOMERS, it rocked!" I think I got some laughs with that. Then with favourite song: Hard Knock Life. If you haven't seen Annie, you don't know how good a song that is, but if you have, then you understand. It was one of the only three songs I got to sing AND DANCE to. I got to sing most of them, but not dance. And that's it. Yeah.

Honesty Still a Virtue?

Yo all! I suppose I've told you already, but me and my friend Anna have a fort in the woods. Well, last week, we went back and realized all kinds of things. Like the fort actually has a part two and three. And we also noticed that it was positively covered in litter. It was DISGUSTING! So we promised that every week we'd come to visit our fort. And we called it FORT MEGANNA because we found it. Well today Anna was busy babysitting some neighbours. And she said we would go at 4:00. Well I minded my own buisness for a while. Then I looked at the clock and it was 10 after. So I invited Anna to come now. But some other kids wanted to come too, so we let them tag along. But they wouldn't leave us alone! So when we went to look at the fort again, they snuck up behind us and claimed that it was THEIR fort! I was so upset! Actually, it was only one of them and I finally told him what he was and what he deserved to hear: that he was an idiot. Then I just left them all standing there and stomped off. That's right. I have anger problems.

My Class Trip #3

Me and my friend Anna in Victoria. We're just in front of the legislative building of British Columbia!(Don't bother looking for it, you can't see the building.) Don't we look great together? Don't we look like the best of friends?