Some Of My Life In Stick Figures

First of all: GUESS WHAT!? I have accomplished something amazing, my FIRST EVER guest post!! Brittany Clarke at The Balancing Act asked me to write something for her blog post series (is that what you call them?) "Where I Go" (I think you can participate if you want to...). Anyway, check that post out HERE!! It was amazingly fun and a lot more challenging than I thought it would be (but that's a good thing). And if you want me to do a guest post for you, I'd be happy to! Just send me an e-mail: kazuntai101[at]gmail[dot]com.

Now onto today's post...

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Ever since someone commented on the drawing in this post, I've been thinking about showcasing my amazing (ha!) drawings, you know, just for fun. And then in the past week I have been bombarded with ideas for cartoons. Most of them courtesy of my kooky family. So here's some of my life, a la stick figures:


In case you can't read my amazing calligraphy, the bottom sentence says:
"People Who Think All Canadians Speak French Have Never Met My Dad"





The Pillow Take-over happens EVERY NIGHT.





Does this happen to anyone else?? Anyone?? (I love you, Mom!)

  So, yeah. All these are based on my actual life. "Based" because otherwise we are all made of sticks and have the sameish colour hair and we also don't have noses, toes, fingers, or ears. Also, just in case anyone was wondering, everyone in my family is not the same height. My brother is fifteen feet tall, my dad is around fourteen feet, my mom at twelve feet, me thirteen feet and... my sister is about three feet. She walks around on stilts constantly in order to not have a sore neck by the end of the day from looking/talking up at us. (Ha! Just kidding... that would be cool though. And that is the order of height for my family from tallest-shortest: bro, dad, mom, me, sis.)

I have no good wrap-up tonight... so instead I'll just do this:

WHY I NEED A NEW BRAIN:

IM Conversation I Had With My Friend A Few Nights Ago

Me: What are you doing?
Friend: talking to you, sitting on my bed, debating whether or not to go to sleep, watching friends
Me: Watching friends? Hmm... like stalking? ;)
Friend: it's a tv show dingbat
Me: What's a TV show dingbat?
Pause. Wait for it.
Me: Oh
Me: I'm a dingbat
Me: the tv show Friends -_-;

THE END.