HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

I am really sorry i haven't been on lately..but i'm here now to wish everyone a really fun Christmas, Happy LATE Hanukkah, and a VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! It seems like 2010 went by really fast, and i'll miss it. :( But i hope the new year brings a lot of new adventures, and friends!!! Woot!!! Party! :D Hope u have fun over break!!

All about Renee Entry 3 11:29:10

   I don't know what it is about December, but i hate it. Every year my dad comes home to try and make my holidays great, but they never are. For one, i never had a mom who would take me to do things, and when i see all the families ice skating and having fun, i  just want to cry. My dad tries as hard as he can but he will never do enough. I love him, don't get me wrong. 
   Maybe it's the cold. Feeling cold, just makes me feel weird, and awkward. I don't like it when my hands are so frozen i can't even pick up a hot chocolate.  Sometimes i feel like my toes are going to freeze off. Christmas of all days makes me bitter, it's the one day my dad has to work. He says there a yearly Christmas project that is do the next day. So than i have no one to spend it with. No mother to cuddle with while i open a single present. I spend it alone. I just open everything alone, and when one pops up for my dad, i just bring it to his office. But this year, they canceled the yearly project. This was going to be different, this was going to be fun. 

All about Renee (Entry 2 - My true story) 11. 25. 10

   As you read earlier i love the beach, it's the only place on earth that i can go to without being disturbed. I often sit on the cliffs and watch the waves crash against the surface of the sand. It always looks like at the ending point, there should be a water fall that just, ends the earth. 
   When i was about six years old, my mother died of lung cancer. I remember walking into her hospital room and seeing her so weak on the bed, i started to cry. I sat by her bed hoping that she wouldn't leave, and I remember crying so hardly i woke her up from her sleep. She looked at me sadly and gently spoke. "This is just the end of one adventure, don't worry i will see you again soon....i love you" She pulled of her necklace and handed it to me. It had a pink chain, with a metal circle hanging from it. Inside the empty circle was a clear glass star. Her eyes gently closed, as i screamed for her to come back. The doctors rushed in, but there was nothing that could've been done. We had a beautiful funeral for her in the woods, her favorite place. And now every year, on her birthday we would go camping right next to wear she was buried.  I still wear that necklace to this day, no matter what i am wearing that necklace will be around my neck. 
   

All about Renee (Entry 1 - Who am i?) 11/24/10

   I'm Renee Simone, my mother was born in France, and my father was born in America. I was born in America, Florida to be exact. I have red hair that when it falls on my back it looks like a giant almond. :) I have dark brown eyes, like my best friend Julie Albright. Her old best friend Ivy Ling, became a famous  writer, and left Julie to become even MORE famous. I've known Julie since second grade, she's always been the smile on my face after i fall onto the pavement. 

   I want to become a surf boarder when i'm older, i want to teach people how to Surf board, i want to ride my surf board like it's the only thing on this planet. Did i mention i really like to surf board? I actually love the beach. Me and my spider monkey, Sunshine like to run up to the coast, and then run when the tide comes in. I bought Sunshine from an old man who couldn't afford her anymore. I've lived in California since i was in First grade, and have always loved it. 

   If i'm not at the beach i like to write, or draw. Normally i just hang around in my room. It gives me a cool quite time. Well it's time i left for Thanksgiving dinner. BYE! HAPPY THANKSGIVING! 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I've cleaned, and wrote so much imma just tell u what i'm thankful for later. I've written it like a billion times. :) Anyways to kick off December I - fuzzy purple slippers will be bringing u this new page with a blog for my doll Renee... :) Weird? Oh well....anyway i just wanted to tell you that. :) It will be about the secret life of her. She will tell you all about her, and her adventures and stuff like that.



NOTE * NONE OF THE ADVENTURES REALLY HAPPENED! It's her back story that i have created for you. I will post pictures of her, and video's like she actually made them. :)

The old video i found from 6'th grade...

The reason i wanted to post this was to show the world what i was feeling in 6'th grade. I was upset that people knew that i played with dolls. I love them, and i realize it was stupid of me to hate it that people knew in the first place. i love them, and even if they don't, people shouldn't make fun of me because of it.

GERMS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GERMS ARE ATTACKING US ALL! 


    No i'm just kidding, but i HAVE been sick with the flu....so germs are attacking me. First a sore throat, than the stuffy nose, and than the watery eyes AND nose. Than they able to do nothing sitting in front of a screen all day. I HATE TV! I Never watch more than a half hour on the TV literally. 
    

Grown ups should NOT text type!

Things like: ttyl, lol, jk, and omg, parents/grown ups should NOT use. Weather it's texting, email, wighting, anything, grown ups shouldn't even know those things! And half of them, don't even know what they mea, they just wanna be "hip." FYI, NO ONE SAYS HIP ANYMORE! It's a kid/teenager thing....grown ups have things that they can do and we can't, so if u really wanna be fair, DO NOT STEEL THIS FROM US! Please, please. PLEASE! Smiley faces are OK, like :) (Smile) :( (frown) :o (Shocked) etc......!
    It's like a....a....code to us. It's our speieical thing, that we don't want taken away from us. It sounds, dorky when parents use it. It may be cool to you, but remember it's not to us!

I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT!

I am so brain dead, i don't even feel like writing in a color. :( OOH I KNOW!!! (Hopefully you get me in this blog :))

Okay so why does everyone stress about why sisters can't like the same things? I mean my sister has ALWAYS said Elephants were her favorite animal (And monkeys are mine,) but i mean really, i like elephants but obviously they can't be my favorite. FINE! Monkeys are still my favorite. Eeyore has also been my sisters favorite Winnie the Pooh Bear character, and i'm sorry Elyssa, but after watching Winnie the pooh shows, movies, and video's, he is as well as my favorite. HE'S SO CUTE! I mean even though he;s so negative, sad, and depressed, doesn't mean he can''t be awesome! Maybe this will give us some things to talk about....oh well either way coolness!

My Love story

Her: Hey :)
Him: I love you
Her: I love...
Him: Oh sorry wrong convo lol
Her: Lol
Him: I have to go, bye! See you tomorrow!
Her: WAIT!
Him: Huh? 
Her: There's no easy way to say this...
Him: Hurry up!
Her: I just...i can't keep it inside...
Him: I really have to go now!
Her: Never mind bye.


Two weeks later inside they're thoughts




Him: I had to leave
Her: He must hate me
Him: If i looked at her i would start to cry
Her: He wasn't even looking at me
Him: I'd leave any girl i'm with for her
Her: He's happy with his girl friend
Him: I love her
Her: He doesn't love me
Him: I held her in my arms for the last time
Her: He hugged me to be friendly
Him: I went home and cried
Her: I went home and cried
Him: I'm going to her house
Her: I bet he hates me
Him: I love her




Two weeks later a pebble tapes her window, she goes to see what it is, there he is standing on her front lawn, smiling holding a rose, in a tuxedo. She runs down the stairs and out the door. She jumps in his arms, as he drops the rose. They both started crying.


Him: I...
Her: I love you.
Him: What? I uh...that's why i came here, to say i loved you, how did you know?
Her: You do?
Him: Yes...


She hugs him tighter.


Her: I thought you hated me.
Him: I'd leave any girl for you
Her: You don't mean that...
Him: Yes...yes i do.
Her: No...


He kissed her lightly on the lips and finally she believe him.










Well i actually got this from a video i watched, but i changed it so it would ahve a happier ending, and some words are different. 

Love who you are

Well this has to do with my OTHER post, and i just feel like people need to know that who they are, is who they are. They shouldn't care what people say. I compare myself to other people a lot. And i know i do, i always think to myself that one day i'll be better than all of them. But now that i really look inside myself, that's not what i want to do. Life isn't a competition! We can all be good at the same things! That;s all i really need to say in a bundle. 

We all want to grow up to fast.

    Well it's 10:35 at night, and i was thinking to myself. As i skim over the dolls, stuffed animals, webkinz, and things i didn't play with anymore, i thought to myself, "We all just want to grow up too fast." It's true, in seventh grade everyone is talking about who's dating who, who got in a fight, what styles are in and out, what toys sucks, who's a baby, who got there nails done where, and really what make up is good and not good. I really, i don't care anymore, as to what people have to say about me playing with dolls, or still liking webkinz. I have two friends who really just inspired me. One of my friends who moved to Montana, never cared if people thought she was a dork, she still loves horses, nature, webkinz, dolls, toys, and just plain being a kid, and having fun! And that's the thing i think people need. A little bit of child is good in every person. 
     The other friend is still my best friend, and she doesn't care either. She just has fun. And i love that about her! Sure they both still do teenager like things, but they both just love to have fun! You shouldn't worry about what people say about you, it's who you are, and to change for other people is stupid. Just because they don't like things you do, or they think it's baby-ish, well, it's there loss. 
     I have another friend who wants to grow up. She's never played with dolls, never was really a girl. And i feel sad for her. She can be mean, and bitter without even really realizing it. She hurts my feelings with her voice, and some times i just wish i hadn't said anything at all. BUT i do love her, and she's so much fun to be around when it's JUST us, hanging around, and that's when i see the kid in her. Begging to come out, but never did. She's stuck in this whole of sadness, and i can tell she's scared. 
   If we were all child like, the world would be a really fun place, but there are to many strict uptight people, who really are missing out on the fun times. I love being a kid, and i don't ever want to stop. I love who i am, and what i do, and if anyone tries to judge that, goodbye to them, because i don't need them in my life. 

doidle doidle doidle

Me and my sister Elyssa are such dorks. I mean really, we spent 2 or 3 minutes on the phone JUST making funny noises. I miss her. :( SHE WENT TO COLLEGE! :( Now i'm all lonely and sad. Oh well....I GET TO SEE HER IN 18 DAYS! When i was a baby my first word was Ss'a, which in my case was abbreviated for Elyssa. :) 


Than my other sister Abby is coming home to, but she's in her 4'th year of college....so i'm used to it. We email, and talk, and pretty much tell each other everything. I miss her too. :( WHY IS EVERYONE I KNOW LEAVING ME!!!!!!!!!!! ah! 

Fuzzy purple slippers...the true meaning

This is really FUZZY PURPLE SLIPPERS, but why is the name fuzzy purple slippers? What gave me idea? Do i own fuzzy purple slippers? 

Well, the name fuzzy purple slippers came from when i looked down at my feet...that  day i just bought some purple slippers. I tried to name my blog Fuzzy slippers, but the name was taken sadly. :( So i decided to add purple to the sentence. That's how i got the name fuzzy purple slippers.

       The idea? Well i was talking on the phone with my fweind Angie, and that's when i decided to make a blog. She had just made a Facebook, and since i am not allowed to have a Facebook or Myspace, i decided to make this. She was so focussed on her blog, she wasn't really talking to me, so i went on my site. 

         YES I OWN FUZZY PURPLE SLIPPERS! Tis true, i will put up pictures soon.. :) 

Live low, and hopefully no one will notice you...

"Live low, and hopefully no one will notice you."

Well I imagine that the sentence right above this was locked in my brain my whole life, and I never once paid attention to it. I could have sure used it in sixth grade. I'm a....complicated 12 year old. If i'm EVER going to pass off moving to a whole new county and being the new kid, I'm really going to need that. Being the new kid, has ALWAYS sounded so much fun, but now that i think about it, i'm not so sure. 

        I won't know anybody, i'll miss my best-est friends in the whole world like CRAZY, i'll probably get picked on, maybe o one will like me, and what if all the teachers hate me and i'm forced to move to the back of the room! O-M-GEEZELS! 

        If your wondering, yes i did just type geezles. It's my new word! Well it WAS my new word until Sarah called it "preppy." Any thing that's not like mellow, and quite is always "preppy" to her. But what eves...you know i love her! Well not in the way that i would marry her, or date her. But she is one of my BEST friends in the WHOLE WIDE ENTIRE WORLD! Everyone says that to there best friends now...i feel loved! :)

The life of a middle school pre teen. :/

Well for my first blog i'm writing in PURPLE for FUZZY PURPLE SLIPPERS!!!!!

The life of a middle school 7'th grader is complicated. For one, your so used to sixth grade and being pushed around by the eighth graders, at first you think you've finally mastered standing up to them over the summer! But the truth is, now that your a seventh grader the eighth graders down't even care enough to bug you. Sixth graders are fresh meat, they have no idea what to expect, there so clueless the eighth graders think they can just take advantage of that, by giving them dirty looks, and pushing them around. And let me tell you, i was one of those girls who tried to stand up to them, but failed. So my best advice to you sixth graders is to just ignore them. 

         Than of course there's the drama. Seventh grade is DEFINITELY the year that you get into fights with your old friends, like " I liked him first!" and what not. Than it's the time you start to turn into the typical bratty teenager, and trust me, i already know i'm turning into one. Parents: We try not to, and half the time we have no idea that we're hurting you, or we're being rude. But we can't help it. It's a phase. 

          It's the time we start to think about everything that's wrong with us. Hair, face, body, expressions, clothes, life in general, and fat. I've heard SO many things around my school of people thinking they're fat. They start to think that they're ugly, and not beautiful. But the truth is...you guys are! We all have our flaws, and we all of something that's special about us. For example: I really don't like my hair. It's frizzy, it's a mess, it's poofy, and it's full of tangles. I'll brush them out, but they just keep coming back. Does it mean i'm ugly? NO!!!!! 

          Almost all of my friends beat themselves up for it, and to me, that's stupid. I love who i am, and you should too. You also shouldn't listen to what people say. They'll say mean things and they can be a hater tot. But you really shouldn't listen to them. They just want to mess with you. 

          Well i think I've written a lot. So i'll see you all in my next post! BYE FOR NOW!!!!!!