So so so so so so so so so so sorry that I have not updated in forever. I got grounded from my computer, and there were about five cc meets, plus a crapload of homework each night, four tests, and guitar/piano/voice lessons. I gotta finish this in fifteen minutes though, so I'll be fast.
1. What is your name?
Jackie. Oh, my full name? Jacqueline Azalea Marler. Fancy schmancy name for someone like me.
2. Are you adopted?
Highly doubt it. I live with my mom, and I don't think people can adopt as single parents.
3. Are you ADHD?
Possibly. I've never been tested, but my mind comes up with the most random things. Like, per say, the fact that my lunchbox is a beard. Or, this one time I had a dream of this one guy in a hot pink catsuit. It was disturbing.
4. Are you dyslexic?
Occasionally my reading will trip up, but for the most part it's straight. Dyslexic means you can't read quite right, right?
5. How old are you?
A month younger than Ori exactly. And Fiona is exactly two weeks in between us. Perfectly spaced.
6. What are your hobbies?
Let's see. I play violin, I like to do karate, I love to read, although lately my friends have been throwing me into a library of their own books; and I like watching videos of Ahmed the Dead Terrorist. Jeff Dunham is really funny!
7. What is your pet peeve?
When people use the words 'pasta' and 'delicious'. Those particular words irk me!
8. What's your fatal flaw?
My friends say that I like slapping them too much. I doubt that I can die from slapping someone, though. Maybe it's my odd addiction to pink, even though I'm a total tomboy?
9. Who is older, from memory - Apollo or Artemis?
Really, Malcolm? You are the one who made this test, right? Because there is no way in a dumpyard that I would know the answer to this. Taking a totally random guess, I'm gonna say Apollo. The guy is usually older in a set of twins, right?
10. Last question. Any allergies? It helps the camp with its menus, etc.
I am allergic to strawberries, but I have this little inhaler that I have to lug around with me wherever I freaking go. I hate inhalers, why must they be so, so... Medicine - y?
Looking up from my stupid survey, I can see that Ori already finished and Fi is almost done, too. Good thing, too. We were stopping. But, this didn't look like New York. Why were we stopping?
"Out," Malcolm said. He grabbed my paper and stuffed it into this little folder he had. "We are picking up a new recruit. Hope there aren't any - "
He never got to finish his sentence.
And, done. With two minutes to spare, too! Okay, ranting time.
OH MY GODS MY ENTIRE CROSS COUNTRY TEAM GETS TO GO TO A MEET TWO HOURS AWAY ON FRIDAY AND MISS HALF THE SCHOOL DAY!
If you can't tell, I'm extremely excited about this. EEP! Got to go, bye.
Sylvia N.