Thanks to some helpful comments I've come to realize that I'm not losing my mind after all. That vanishing message from Dream Boy must have been written by some practical joker with a mile-wide mean streak.
I'd blame Jay Appleton except he's not smart enough for something like this and besides, he's been far too busy thinking up new "chores" for me to do this week... So I don't know who's behind the disapearing ink yet, but they'll be in big trouble when I find them!!!
Anyway, I'm going to sleep well tonight and see Dream Boy in my dreams and give him a big kiss and tell him not to leave me no matter what that stupid note said!!!
Illustrator Challenge
Artists can create illustrations of me or the events in my life, as long as they are appropriate for my young readers. Any previous post on this blog can be illustrated. If I like an image that goes well with a post on the blog, I may add a small thumbnail version along with credit to the artist and a link to the full-sized image. Images of me posted elsewhere should link back to the "Giant Girl Rampages" blog.
If you want to draw a picture of me, here's what you need to know:
I'm 15 years old and almost (but not quite) 18 feet tall. Mrs. Appleton says I'm very pretty and well proportioned, which I guess is a complement. I'm not super thin or anything but I think I'm in pretty good shape.
I have dirty blonde hair that's kind of wild because I trim it with Pa's old hedge trimmers. My eyes are green as the ocean, as Ma always said, but I wouldn't know because I've never seen an ocean. My skin is tanned from being out in the sun a lot but not too dark and (usually) not burned.
I wear a blouse and skirt-shorts that my mother quilted for me three years ago. They look like a big patchwork cuz she used many squares of fabric and cowhide. I've grown since then, so the skirt-shorts no longer come down to my knees, my blouse is way tight, and there's a bit of skin showing in between. I don't have any shoes (and that makes me sad to think about so I usually don't).
If you do draw my picture, send the link in a comment so I can post it to my blog. Thanks!!!
If you want to draw a picture of me, here's what you need to know:
I'm 15 years old and almost (but not quite) 18 feet tall. Mrs. Appleton says I'm very pretty and well proportioned, which I guess is a complement. I'm not super thin or anything but I think I'm in pretty good shape.
I have dirty blonde hair that's kind of wild because I trim it with Pa's old hedge trimmers. My eyes are green as the ocean, as Ma always said, but I wouldn't know because I've never seen an ocean. My skin is tanned from being out in the sun a lot but not too dark and (usually) not burned.
I wear a blouse and skirt-shorts that my mother quilted for me three years ago. They look like a big patchwork cuz she used many squares of fabric and cowhide. I've grown since then, so the skirt-shorts no longer come down to my knees, my blouse is way tight, and there's a bit of skin showing in between. I don't have any shoes (and that makes me sad to think about so I usually don't).
If you do draw my picture, send the link in a comment so I can post it to my blog. Thanks!!!
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That's a pretty coincidental prank. Next time you play sports with Jay, play catch. He can be the ball.
ReplyDeleteWho knows? Life is big enough for mystery. Just because my dream boy happened to meet me in college doesn't mean yours couldn't communicate through dreams. My world is big enough for dream boys being real, secret messages, and believing in the insane now and then!
ReplyDeleteBut also, wherever the note came from, don't be surprised if you don't dream about him for a little while after all. You think you will and you won't, so who knows which thought your subconscious (or Dream boy) will go with in the end.
If it's a prank it would have to be somebody who knows about Dream Boy, so either someone who read my mind or someone who reads my blog.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm looking at you, Willy!!!
I'm glad to hear you met your dream boy in real life, LadyNerd. Hooray for you!!!
ReplyDeleteWhoa whoa, wait a minute. How could I send you all that. I'm not even in your state, and I'm waaaay to cheap to send any of that, let alone all of it. And if you're looking at me, I want an attorney before I get accused. For all you know, it could be someone else.
ReplyDeleteAn attorney, huh? That sounds like what a guilty person would want. Hmm...
ReplyDeleteNah, just kidding. It could be LadyNerd just as easily, or Pie Guy...
Exactly, and yes, guilty people do ask for attorneys, but innocent people have too.
ReplyDeleteWell that's no use. How can you tell the guilty people and the innocent people apart???
ReplyDeleteThat's a question everyone wants to know. Usually it's because of evidence that implicates a person, but alot of times, evidence is circumstantial, which means innocent people who look guilty because the circumstances can go to prison too. Usually though, people who get arrested are guilty of a crime.
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