X-Mas Loot!!!

My Christmas was awesome!!! My mom's new little poem, something you want, something you need, something to wear, and something to read was okay I guess... especially the Third generation I-pod Nano. But I also got some other totally awesome things

I will now proceed in making you fall to sleep by listing my various items from christmas. Ill begin with my stocking. One little I-pod note pad, 6 axe products (two big cans of axe spray, two little cans, a rub bar of anti-perspirant, and axe shower-gel), 8 pares of boxer-briefs (don't get any images in your head), yes, the time has come. I got some acne wash. I also got tons of candy, and an orange... O-ya, and a lego pen. Now for the big presents that I can open like a savage. I got a lego bionicle, with a little (really works) gun that doesn't work. I got a third generation (the latest one out) I-pod nano. Not to mention I was able to steal tons of things form my old MP3 player, so I now have a pair of soft earpads to go on my head-phones, a bag for holding all of my equipment, and some speakers. I got various shirts (some I will never ever wear). And I got two big, thick, and thirsty towels with my name sewn into them.

Now for what I got from my Oma. A 3D glow-in-the-dark solar system, Four card games, marbles, and pick-up-sticks (awesome presents, go Oma!). From my aunt (Becky) and uncle (Rich), I got a pair of totally awesome drumsticks of sweetness. From Papa and Nana (Grandpa and Grandma) I got a compound bow (the one that you use to shoot with).

I have awesome christmas presents from this year. Although if I get a 4.0 at school my loot will be 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,001 times better.

Looky looky

I actually doubt anyone really looks around on my blog. So here is your guided tour: If you scroll down a little bit, you will find yourself in the gaming area. A great place to chill out and have some fun. If you scroll down even more, you will find tons of pictures. The pictures will make anyone happy as long as they are pictures of Sam. At the very bottom of the screen you will find a few videos, and soon more. Thank you for taking the tour of "Matt's Words of Wisdom." Please press the exit button, then come visit the blog again to play the games, look at the pictures, vote on the polls, read the posts, and watch videos. Buh-bhy now.

Grades

You have undoubtedly been reading my moms blog too. You should then know that I was getting crappy grades. (A, A, A, B, C, B, F, F) I will now have you know that I have shaped up, and now have awesome grades! I repeat... I will now have you know that I have shaped up, and now have awesome grades (A, A, A, A, A, B, A, B) I am now very happy because I am no longer grounded.

SHAME

I am ashamed of you all!!! There were only three votes on my last voting polls. Get'a votin' people!!!

Polls

You might have to look a couple things up in my new polls.

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was awesoooome!!! Right now my sister is trying to take the computer, so I'll make this fast. I had 1 1/2 heaping plates of food (although last year I had about five or six gargantuan plates. I threw up, but I didn't regret it.) I had three slices of pie. (Although two or three years ago I probably had a whole pies worth. Alot of Pecan. Alot of Banana Cream. A bit of everything else.

Now for things that didn't have to do with stuffing my face. As I went downstairs I was instantaneously mauled by around 7 little kids, and two of them knew that I wasn't the boss of them. So they could keep pulling my hair if they wanted to, or stretching out my shirt, or keep throwing hard things at me. After thanksgiving dinner, we went downstairs and played ball-wars on those excersising balls (you bounce around on them and try to kick the ball out from under your opponent, it's awesome. Especially if they've jumped super high, so that their bum is going of the ball. You kick it when they are still in the air and they don't come down on the ball). It was fun untill my strong-minded little cousin Sammy tried taking control. The ball-wars was kind of like a tournament. But Sammy tried to turn it into a concert or something, quote. "Everybody wants autographs now!" We had no choice but to book it right out of there. Of course, I'm a guy, so everybody tackled me.

This was the most eventfull (and by that I mean painfull) Thanksgiving of my life. I hope the Mom's and Dad's out there don't go through what I did on a regular basis.

SPLASH!!!

Last Sunday we went to a different church at nine in the morning (the church we mainly go to is at two in the afternoon!!!). When we were done we went back to our house to skip our church. Mom and Abby had to leave because Abby had a primary program. Of course the first thing mom did before she left was tell us. "By the time I'm back home, I want the kitchen to be done."

Okay, no sweat, we thought. But we had forgotten and important factor in this equasion... Sam (oh crap).

Not even ten minutes after our parents left Sam started causing some intense mayhem. First he climbed up onto the table and started piling noodles into Sarah's drink, then he started stomping around and annoying the renter's in the basement. We made him a bottle hoping it would make him hold still like it usually does. Uh-uh. He just ran around with it hanging from his mouth, slamming into the walls with his face and stuff. After about half an hour, we finally gave up. We left Sam to do his business. It wasn't our smartest decision. We were doing the kitchen and I was getting some entertainment by watching Sam. He suddenly saw the best toy in the whole world: A tupperware container, filled with water. But it was up on the counter top! No problem for wonder Sam! He scrambled over, reached up to the limit of his abilities. And was just barely able to reach the tip of it with his fingers.

Before I could react Sam made a grab and... SPLASH!!! A slight pause, then. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!! WAAH! WAAH! WAAH!" Anna sprinted over to him, picked him up, and plopped him right into the bathtub.

When he came out, he was his usual cheery self, except with the diaper. He is having a story being read to him by dad. And making high pitched squeaks. What an angel!!!