The S'more Cupcake

     My dream of owning my own cupcake empire might possibly come true. Me and my friend Sam invented our very own cupcake recipe. It's called "The S'more Cupcake." It sounded more creative in my head. You know because it has s'more ingredients in it. Like graham crackers, Hershey's chocolate, and marshmallows, (which I recently discovered is spelled like 'mallow' not 'mellow'.)  Below are the instructions.

Cupcake instructions:

     1. First pre-heat the oven to around 350 degrees. (Make sure there's no leftover food from your previous dinner because we discovered that then the kitchen fills with smoke.) 

     2. Blend together 1 stick of room temperature butter and 1/2 cup of sugar until fluffy. (If you pretty much know how to make chocolate cupcake batter skip to #7 )

     3. Then beat in 2 eggs, 1 at a time. 

     4. Then fold in 1 cup of flour and 3 tablespoons of cocoa powder until you eat it all because it looks so good. 

     5. Since you ate it all, you now have to repeat steps 2-4. 

     6. Now add 3 tablespoons of milk. 

     7. Add as many chocolate chips as you feel necessary. Grind up half a chocolate bar in a chocolate grinder until grinded. Then add it to the batter. Please don't eat it. That will ruin the enitre cupcake.

     8. Then, add some marshmallows cut into tiny cute pieces.

    9. Then mix.....and put it in cute little pink cupcake liners in a cupcake pan and in the oven, that if you did this correctly should not be smoking.

    10. 20-25 minutes of baking should do it

Frosting:

     1. Melt a chocolate bar in a bowl over another bowl of boiling water on the stove with 1/2 a cup of heavy cream until melted and creamy. Pour over cupcakes once out of oven. Then before it hardens, put a mixture of graham crackers, chocolate and marshmallows in a grinder thingy so they're topping-like and sprinkle it on the cupcakes and put in fridge until harden or until hungry.
                 (I realize that was all one step but you can take about 5 steps to do it if you want)

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Unfairness and Pranking

     My father got a cell phone. There are several reasons why that's unfair but it's his own money so if he doesn't want to spend it on me that's his choice. He's always said cell phones are useless. He didn't have his own until he was over 30. I understand slightly why he didn't get one for me. I mean I lost mine so I don't deserve another one but guess what? He lost his too! I guess he needs one a little more than I do but I woke up this morning and thought to myself: "I feel like complaining today." Complain over. Moving on.

     Me and my friend Grace started a prank war with her sister, Betsey. We "nuggeted" her closet. (Turned all of her clothes inside-out.) Then we put a sign on her door telling her that we officially started a prank war and had a bunch of rules under it. We came back from the mall later that day and I had to get my bag so I ran up to Grace's room to get it. It wasn't there. Then I looked around the room. All of her stuff was gone. Including, sheets, and her suitcase, and my bag. I then opened the closet. Look there was my bag. And ALL of Grace's things. Grace and Betsey had a freakout fight and I felt a little bit guilty because I helped with the prank war and I could't really get pranked back. I just left.

                                                           
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Facebook embarrassment and Unusual Sized Bumps

     I went to my dad's house again today and sort of got into a water bottle fight. Resulting in a bump on Annaliese's forehead. Oops! She's fine, if anything her brain and smarts got bigger and brighter. So in a way I helped her. The yard is looking amazing! We looked for furniture online and his house is going to be awesome too. That's what I think.
    
     I embarrassed Grace today by logging onto her Facebook account and chatting with people she barely knew and I can be weird when I want to. It was really funny. If anyone got weird messages from Grace it was from me...sorry. I didn't mean to say "no one likes a tootie-pants" or "answer me gumdrop" or "hey friendy friend friend" or "hey hey girlfrienddddddddddd." It was all on accident. Not really my fault. But she didn't stop me. No one can. Mua ha ha. *Evil laugh*

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Paragraphing, Underwater Baseball, and Extreme home makeovers

     Ok so Anne, my neighbor and Spanish teacher who takes us out to ice-cream because she's really nice and amazing, insisted upon me using "paragraphs" so I decided to try it out even though it's hard enough to remember to type with capital letters, apostrophes, and just correct grammar anyways. (Long sentence.) My amazing Aunt Christina is the one who insisted upon me using correct capitalization. And my incredible father is the one who told me to type correctly so here I am typing as correctly as possible. Hope your all happy with the brilliant person you helped me to be. 

     Today we invented the coolest game ever! I have no idea why no one has thought of it before. The name of this game is Underwater Baseball! I thought up the creative name. The rules were changed from normal baseball but it is played in the water so obviously it can't be the same. The "batter" attempts to hit the ball as far as it can go (for me about 2 feet sideways) and then the "swimmer" has to swim to the rock across the lake before the two "fielders" get the ball. It didn't work because the fielders would always win because of the usually suck-ish batter. Not me of course! 
 
     Earlier that day we had helped my dad clean up his new house and yard that he's renting. 5 bucks an hour! Not much for his 3 acre backyard but to tell you the truth we weren't much help. We discovered this unusual smell in his house. The previous owners left something suspicious in the fridge. It was leftover food. The house needs some work which is why I thought up another brilliant idea of writing to Extreme Home Makeovers. I think our case is desperate. I don't know if that makes sense but it sounds good. Ok I'll write more tomorrow. 

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#1!!!!! (post)

Ok, so I had this smarty-pants idea that I should make a blog. I just feel like there are so many weirdo's with beards out there that deserve to be heard. Just because I'm not one of them doesn't mean that I don't. Also I just felt like it. I'm *huffy breath* 12. 12 years young. Too young to do anything without looking stupid but I don't care. Ok I do but I'm going to pretend I don't and sound mature and above everyone else. I'm blonde and less stupid then I sound. And I have nothing else to say. Melita has left the building.