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The Events and Queries that occur in Nokken Dronning's Life
I will write to you about all the thoughts, that may or may not be relevant to ANY situation, that cross my mind. Yes, I started a journal. I shall now write at you. Yes, ha ha ha .
I am the caped Crusader
Please ignore the title, quite simply I was listening to the Batman theme.

Today is the date of my birth. Isn't that fantastic? So I've spent probably the last twenty minutes buying songs off of iTunes. Yeah I buy my songs. I'm totally legal.

My brother also left today. He is heading back to college as I type. In a last act of heroics before he left, my brother did something rather epic. I have a fear of spiders and anything creepy crawly so I was frozen in place in front of a spider. It was a big black, furry one too. So Spencer sees it, understands my plight, and goes into his room. He then returns with his sword. He stood in a battle-stance in the doorway. "You're going to kill the spider with a sword?" His response? "I've always wanted to." So he tries to hit it on the wall but accidentally knocks it off of the wall and onto the floor. Now I'm screaming and panicking. So he takes the hilt and crushes the spider as it runs from him. He is my hero!

That reminds me of another amusing anecdote. My family went on vacation to California over the summer. (This was last year.) We decide to stay in the desert because its really pretty there. My uncle, who live up there, reserved us a house to stay in. His favorite house to be precise. I kept a journal for the trip so here is the exact entry which should explain everything.

So, we get to our room, me and my brother. It's awesome! He gets top bunk, I get bottom, we're good. Then I looked at the floor. Hmmm, what's that? Froze, fetal position. Scorpion. Floor. O. M. G. So we set off to "hunt" it. Spencer grabbed his pith helmet and we searched for weapons. Me a cane, him an umbrella. Very quietly, we sneak up and on the count of three poke it. It doesn't move. He declares it dead. I'm still nervous. Dad comes by and says "Hey want it as a souvenir?" I'm like yeah! He goes to scoop it up with pieces of paper and it moves. Gah! You lied, I told you it wasn't dead! Dad throws it outside and crisis averted.

Later that night, after hours of spectacular star gazing, there was a second scorpion and I refused to sleep in that room. I stole my dad's bed tee hee.

I've nothing else to say for today so Good bye!





 
 
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