guys. GUYS. 

CURLY FRIES ASSEMBLE.

A'ight. So what had happened was...

We were sitting at lunch, right? And we were bored because we were in middle school, and that's about all middle school seems ever to be for. Then the lights dimmed. Only a single brilliant beam of light shone down upon our dear Momo, who was suddenly struck with an idea. What about a collab blog? Kind of like the Five Awesome Girls of YouTube, except the Six Something Somethings of Some Blogging Site?

The six no-lifers were overjoyed at this concept. Writing? ZOMG FUN.

After much debate, they settled on House's idea for a name, the Six Little Curly Fries {capitalising "the" being optional}. Figuring internet anonymity would be a good thing, they chose nicknames quickly.

Magically, they each wanted different days. Hoorayyyy.

And so—after a little bit of site debate—this blog was borned.

I know we've been totally neglecting this blog, BUT let us not forget that TODAY IS OUR TWO-YEAR ANNIVERSARY HOORAY so even though we're all insanely busy etc. I want everyone to get their lovely butts over here and say honestly whether you thought we would hold out this long. I'll go first. 

Virgil: No, I didn't think we would last this long. I originally figured that we might keep it up for a couple months and then it would fizzle out. It might feel like it's fizzling out a bit now, but that's just because high school is insane and stuff. I love all you guys and I want us to keep this going especially when we all go to college, as a non-Facebook way of keeping in touch. It feels more intimate, you know?  So anyway, I've written a poem for ya'll to express my feelings. Actually, I haven't, but I'm about to as soon as I'm done typing this sentence. 

Roses are red

Violets are blue

No other French fries 

Are curlier than you! 

Carrie: *begins to tear up* Guys, GUYS! We're all growing up so fast. I don't know if I-- I'm sorry, I'm getting emotional. *sniff, sniff* You all are just so lovely. And I'm glad that we've been able to keep this blog going two years, and hopefully many more to come. :) I remember on this day last year, we were all assembled at Momo's house and watching Starship. *Sigh* such good times. Please please please please pleassssseeee can we get together sometime?!?!?!?!!??!?!??! I miss you all so dearly. It's like there's this little hole inside my heart that only all of you can fill up. <3 Okay, I'm gonna go now before I burst into pathetic, pitiful sobs of joy. Two year, woo! Let's go for 97 more. :D 

xiy: Ohmygoodness, we're so old! I honestly never thought forward as far as one year, let alone two, so it's really lovely to see us hit our landmark—even if it's been a bit slow recently. A slow blog is definitely better than a dead one, so kudos to all of you dear Curly Fries for its maintenance! ♥ We can go on forever, I think. We should go on forever. There's been no proper celebrations yet, but that's not important. What is important is that you're all such brilliant friends that I would never ever want to give up. I will raise us a hot-chocolate toast to years and years more together, and know that I love all of you with the depths of my heart.

"I have a bad habit of putting things in my mouth..." -Virgil

The quote used for the title, of course made for a very interesting moment at today's lunch table. Oh Virgil, how we love the things you say. :) 

Uh, so today I walked home, and for those who know exactly when I live and how far away that is from my high school, know that that is a very very long and tiring walk. >.<  It was not fun. Especially having the temperature feel like it was 85 when it was 50. yeah, no fun. :/

Anyway, I'm alive now, which is good :) 

oh, hey, I have a picture. :D

 So, during spring break, we went to this 50s type restaurant and they had *CURLY FRIES* !
yum, curly fries. oh wait, that would mean that I'm eating all of you D: sorry. 

Well, I think that's about it. 
Oh, and happy almost anniversary. :D ♥
DFTBA♥

Smiles, hugs, and lots of love,
Carrie

muggles and curly fries

Hey, y'all.

Guess what we don't have to do for a-entire-nother semester? Finals. That's right. We're done with our winter finals. D-o-n-frikkin-e. Yay us for memorising this far, right? :)

I would say that the past couple days have been very adequate celebration. The 6LCF all chilled at Momo's and had a super fun sleepover complete with...

Doodles! (the title: "Things that R round," next to the scores for our card game. daddy, be proud.)

look at the pretty view!!!

AND WE MADE CURLY FRIES!!!! WITH CHEESE :D

As you can see, we had a pretty wicked time. Jealous? I think so.

In other news...
Guess what starts this Sunday?
Quidditch season is kicking off, yo.
I'll be the ref for a game xiy, Virgil, and Linda get to play in. Best of luck to you guys!
The only concern I have at the moment is how the high (as of now) is ~15°F... ugh. That's gonna be a bit chilly. We're required to have some adult from the school to be there, so there's a chance it could be cancelled?* (Also, this is the first game I'll have ever actually been part of. And I'll most likely be the only ref there. Ohmigosh >.<)

So, yeah. That's about it.
I'm gonna go enjoy the rest of our nice, long weekend :D

With all due respect,
House


*Even though you [obviously] can't cancel quidditch.

Yay

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
So, I'm typing on an iPad...Soooooooooooooooooooooo fun. House says hi. So does Carrie. Ha, House just dissed Virgil. Carrie's talking about Virgil dumping Poofy and then marrying Carrie...or something. It was confusing.
xiy just(ha, the auto typey thing changed xiy to zit) said to give background info on what we're doing. We're at this lake house/condo/thingy. We are celebrating Momo's mom's acquiring of a curly fry machine. We ate curly fries and veggie tacos, then watched tv, then played this game called Phase 10. Now we're talking about our preggo teachers, and people who rule the kitchens and...making sammiches? Ha! I know how to type an exclamation point! Though I don't know how to spell it. Momo's adding in that we're celebrating end of finals.
I'm going to go and figure out what House is hhhuuttyyfvhu <--Momo's responsible for that.
Bye
Luv, Lynda
P.S. This is in blue. Use your imagination.

tuesday ramblings brought to you by xiy

Hello, all.

Today, for the first time ever, the high school cafeteria served curly fries for lunch. This is a rather important event, I should think, as we are the Six Little Curly Fries. It's about time we got to eat our namesake.


It's icky outside [it was raining earlier, and I could've sworn I saw some snow in the mix]. And dark. It's dark early now because of daylight savings time. Like, it's really dark really early. Do you know how I know it's dark?
I know it's dark because it took me almost two minutes to correctly place my key into the lock [yay, unintentional and unavoidable innuendo. . .] of my back door, while standing in the rain (and quite possibly snow). When it becomes almost impossible to unlock one's door because it is impossible to even see one's door [well, the door's lock, but same difference], one can safely assume that either 1) one is going blind, or 2) it is very dark. 


We watched Mulan in Chinese [with English subtitles] in Chinese Club today. It was quite fun. 


Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 in three days, woot.
[And here I must add that, yes, Lynda's birthday is also in three days. Just to prevent another angry comment stating something along the lines of, "HEY HOW COME YOU DIDN'T MENTION MY BIRTHDAY!"]


It's been a relatively homework-free Tuesday for me. Quite surprising, actually. Tuesdays are the days in which the teachers feel obliged to give homework--it's not Monday, so they're not guilty about loading us with homework so soon after the weekend, and it's not a flex night [i.e., a night of no homework] for any subject. Or, at least, it might be flex night, but none of my teachers observe it as such.


Virgil and I went fencing today; Momo wasn't feeling well, so she didn't come. 


Um, that's it, I guess.

Wordcount: 51,010

Last sentence: This was more or less the first time she had seriously considered such a thing, and many such incidences would follow in the days to come.

xiy