I AM BACK!!!

GUESS WHO!?       Crowd: NEBULA!   AHHHH!     more crazy cheers    Hey guys!   It has been  a while since I posted, Easter is over, so I took down my Easter widgets, but my Mascot, Stardust shall remain! This weekend, my family went to Rockwall  so my dad could try out for game wardens. Rebel wanted to go swimming so we got a hotel with a pool. when we got up the next morning, we were instantly in the pool.  We swam for a good 3 to 4 hours, until we picked up my dad to get lunch. Afterwards, Rebel still wanted to swim so we went back to the hotel. But something was wrong. No one was at the front desk to let us in. A house keeper walked by and told us to wait a minute. She said that they were trying to fix a leak upstairs before a little girl’s party started. Sure enough, a bunch of hotel workers were upstairs trying to stop a leak.  Finally, someone came down and let us into the pool. Rebel was wearing a swimsuit beneath her clothes, so as soon as we walked in, she jumped into the pool. I went to the bathroom to change. Before I could even start taking off my clothes, the fire alarm went off and they told us to evacuate. When we got out, water was pouring from the ceiling and a pipe was sticking through the roof…and the water was pouring onto the girl’s cake and presents! Apparently, one of the hot water pipes busted literally five minutes after the mother finished decorating, and so they called the fire department. Meanwhile, water was pouring onto all the computers and electronics, so they evacuated everyone to prevent accidents. And as we left the building, we noticed one of the house keepers taking one of those super small trashcans and putting it under one of the rivers of water, which sadly, did not work in her favor. Rebel was still soaked, and when we walked outside, we realized that a cold front had come in. So we drove around town, trying to figure out what to do. Finally, we passed the Rockwall Cinema! We saw a scary movie called “Phoenix Forgotten” in which I screeched the whole time. The. Whole. Time.  Afterwards, we walked around where I got to see a bunch of awesome prom dresses and change my mind about which was my favorite every 2 minutes. We got home late that night at 1:00 am. The next morning, I got up at 9:00am to start my reading assignment. The assignment was to create our own fantasy world. I named mine Traumstella, and it was a world in the stars where all the constellation heroes and legends. To get to Traumstella, you have to be a hero. Once again, I started my model at nine. I finished by 6:00 pm. Then, I started the story to go with it at 1:00 am. What was supposed to be 2 pages, ended as 18, and it was so long I couldn’t present it any way. That’s what happens when you procrastinate!  Yesterday, I had dance class. Ziva picked me up to take me to dance. I was the only one to show up, so Ziva decided to work me out a little. If you go to my school, you know what happens when I try to work out. It usually ends with “OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME”. Our first warm up was to put my leg on the top bar and keep it straight. The first thing that happened was a cry of pain. Ziva then asked if I would like to put my leg one bar down, and I immediately responded with, “I REFUSE. I WILL KEEP UP MY LEG. I. AM. NOT. A. WIMP.” I was a wimp.  I would put it up, and it would be crooked and in a very painful angle, so when I’d try to adjust, I would fall to the floor. Then we practiced our dance, where I literally fell to the floor and rolled everywhere. Ziva’s look of, “BLEACH PLEASE”, quickly changed to “Why do I even bother with this kid…”. YAY. You might have heard about Teacher’s benefit on other blog’s, or the Techy Tigers page. What you might not have heard about is the child who couldn’t work the mic. Our guest performer, Steven Staley (Sorry if I spelled your name wrong) was performing his song. Before the performance, Mrs. Bigbie told us that if the mics weren’t working, that we needed to tap the bottom or screw the bottom tighter. It was my job to move his mic, so when it wasn’t working, it was my job to fix it. I went up there and I tapped the bottom, and went back to my place. It still didn’t work.  So I went back and screwed the bottom and went back. Still didn’t work.  I went back up and finally figured out the problem. THE MIC WASN’T ON. Because of all the problems, they had to restart the entire song.  GOOD JOB NEBULA.  If you guys want to hear a short little snip of my story about Traumstella, (NOT ALL EIGHTEEN PAGES), please tell me in the comments.   Thanks for reading miss Nebula’s…..THE CROWN COMET!!!