Informing Information

Hello there, my dear buds! ^_^ During my leap of absence, I gained two more followers! *PARTY TIME!* Thank you so much, more posts to come! I realize I haven't been here in a while, but I'm not dead, honestly! Just been real busy. Father Xenophilius (aka my dad) banished me from the laptop because of 'something quite terrible', as father would say.

Well, remember how I said my aunts/cousins were coming over? Well they did. And it wasn't pretty. Dad rented a small apartment with a great view of the Eiffel. Since it was raining, (as it always does in Paris)  there was a leak in the roof. Then it just came downhill from there. The food got wet, the power went out, the tap water was freezing, and when Dad shouted for help, I was snuggled into my Snuggie taking a nap.

I then woke up and realized that I promised my Dad that I would help him with setting everything up, and basically making his sisters think we were rich. Great daughter, aren't I?

But Dad finally forgave me for my siesta, and we are currently in Spain. But he didn't let us go to the spa in Nice. But from my experience, Barcelona totally beats Nice spas all the way.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, I made it into to PAGMA (Professional American Girl Modeling Academy) season five!

Wait hold on. DOCTOR WHO MARATHON!

Ciao for now, Olivia.

Sisters & Cousins, Apples & Oranges

I have some amazing news! As in Amazing. As in AMAZING. As in AH-MAZING!

(amazing < Amazing < AMAZING < AH-MAZING) Ok, not that amazing. But Dad says our cousins are coming over for a visit. You see, Dad has these snobby socialite sisters. Top class, and all that jazz. They're triplets. (Yep, Dad only had two years of freedom before his crazy sissies were born.) They know we live in Europe, but they think we're a 'highly established family' that lives in 'high society Paris'. I'm guessing they don't know Luci & I don't go to school or that Dad is a temp. The best is Chiswick. Kay? Oh, or that we travel.) But any who, they have these kids, my cousins. Obviously. That was implied. THEY are actually nice. But the triplets and their children are going to stay over at our 'apartment' in Paris for a week or two.

Dad says once they leave we can all have a spa day at Nice, so the ride should be two hours on a plane. On car, it's about  8 to 9 hours. D: BORING CAR RIDES SUCK! Sorry, I had to. Well they'll be here in a few hours, so I'll update you then.

Ciao for now, Olivia.

Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day, fellow earthlings! ^_^ It's me, Livvie, and I've had so much fun today. Dad brought Luci & I to a small restaurant around the Champs Elysee. Well, that general area. And before you ask, yes Dad did take us to France. Not that Turkey's boring or anything. It's pretty cool there, actually. But who wouldn't want to be in the City of Love on Valentine's Day? (That was a rhetorical question.)

We started our expedition yesterday, in the afternoon. Since it takes a pretty long time to get from Istanbul to Paris, we took a last minute plane to France. I pretty much slept through the whole ride, then woke up at a train station. It was morning already. Most of today was the train ride to Paris. There were no three-seaters, so while I sat next to Luci, Dad was crammed at the back of the train car and  had to sit next to an elderly woman who smelled of cheese. The train finally stopped 20 minutes in, and we were free to roam across the lovely streets of Paris. Dad didn't tell us what restaurant we were going to; he wanted to keep it as a surprise. When I caught a glimpse of the restaurant, my face was ambushed with joy.

A plain, simple hot dog stand! He knew it would remind me of New York. I really miss New York, but come on, who doesn't love Europe? (Once again, rhetorical question.) The hot dogs were much better than those cheap Americans one. If you make something, then let the French try making it. It'll turn out x17 better than yours. Well I had a bacon-wrapped hotdog with loads of ketchup, mustard, onions, relish. You know, the works.

Ciao for now, Olivia

Checking.

16 days, eh? Haven't accomplished much. >.< Sorry about that semi-hiatus. Although I'm back (and blonde as ever!). Be aware for more posts. And follow. And comment. Oh, you know the drill. ;) (Oh, and PS, we're in Turkey right now. Istanbul is lovely at this time of year.)

Ciao for now, Olivia.

Chapter 2.... kinda.

So, yes. I woke up at the Bonebell's house, and it was quite spectacular yet crazy. Now, I shall fast forward through the day, and long story short, Lissie & Lottie probably don't want me in their house or on their show anytime soon. I kinda blew it. Teehee.
Now for some good news. I'm starting a new online newsletter called The Awesome Sauce & the Bad Breath and it's going to be awesome. Hence the whole 'awesome sauce'. Check out the exclusive sneak preview! HELLO! I'M AN EXCLUSIVE SNEAK PEEK TO OLIVIA'S BRAND NEW ONLINE NEWSLETTER! CHECK IT OUT & CLICK HERE NOW! :D

Ciao for now, Olivia.

Chapter 1.

I'll be telling you guys a story which is epical yet horrible at the same time. It's far too shocking to tell you in one post, so for your dear convenience, I will be splitting this post into two parts, or as I prefer to call them, 'chapters'.

Ok, so during the past week, Dad brought us to Inverness, Scotland so I could visit Lissie & Lottie, and maybe even score a minor part on their show. That would be awesome on my résumé for when I apply for a job as an actress. Well anyways, when Dad was driving us to the Bonebell residence, we ran out of gas and had to get a tow. I didn't want to wait the full seven hours, so I pleaded for Dad to let Luci & I walk to Lissie/Lottie's house. Come on, it was only three blocks away. He didn't let us because apparently, Inverness is a 'very dangerous' place. So I had to wait seven hours in a towing station. If that wasn't bad enough, I had no WiFi, and Dad was too cheap to buy me 3G, so my phone was pretty useless because I had no apps. All I was left with was an old gummy bear that I found in my back pocket & a stick on the ground. Somehow, Luci & I incorporated a game with the red gummy bear & the stick.

Sometime, I must've dozed off because I woke up on a king-sized bed with French pink sheets,  a thick, cream blanket with dainty lace sides, and a sore neck. Where the heck was I? This place looked quite familiar. I raced through the door & into the hallway, where I found myself the bathroom. I rubbed my neck with some sorta ointment that was labeled 'Neck Cream'. How..original. It didn't help, but it did make my neck smell like apple pie for the rest of the day. I heard a sound, kind of like door opening gently (otherwise known as 'creeeeek') & I screamed. I didn't know what was gonna happen! In the mirror, I saw Lissie with tremendous eye bags & a man with a camera shooting her while brushing her teeth. I'm at the Bonebell's house!

Stay tuned for chapter two. ;]

In which my New Year was quite lovely.

So update number one, I've got an iPhone, or an iPhone 4S, or whatever you wanna call it! 'Twas a late Christmas gift from Dad. And Siri is pretty marvelous. I asked her math problems, and darn is she the ultimate calculator.

Well, as if it were not a surprise, I'm posting via iPhone! :D It's pretty epical, I've gotta say. So I'm obviously really happy. And as if that weren't enough, my New Year's day was spectacular! Luci & I played with sparklers in front of the Colosseum. It was really cool.

Oh right, on to the second update, if you have a YouTube (which I highly recommend you get one!), be sure to check out "Pink Christmas". It's my first lead role in a movie!

Ciao for now, Olivia.