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Apr. 16th, 2009
10:08 am - The Mommy Interview
I took this from Facebook.com. Basically, you are supposed to interview your kids and just write down their response. This is from my 7 year old. Enjoy.
1. What is something mom always says to you?
She loves me.
2. What makes mom happy?
When you give her presents and when I give her my love.
3. What makes mom sad?
Me breaking the rules.
4. How does your mom make you laugh?
She tickles me.
5. What was your mom like as a child?
I think she had very long hair with brown eyes just like me. She wore lots of dresses and she was funny and she studied in school and never forgets stuff.
6. How old is your mom?
um, 29.
7. How tall is your mom?
Taller than me but not as tall as my dad.
8. What is her favorite thing to do?
play games with me.
9. What does your mom do when you're sleeping?
She checks on me and watches tv and hangs out with Daddy.
10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?
Being a really good mom forever.
11. What is your mom really good at?
Making me laugh
12. What is your mom not very good at?
running around like a pony horse (Um, okay)
13. What does your mom do for her job?
Looks after her kids.
14. What is your mom's favorite food?
My brownies.
15. Why do you love mom?
cause she tries to make me grow up gooder than her....and better.
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Hannah Montana
17. What do you and your mom do together?
we tell each oher jokes and play board games a lot and watch episodes of transformers a lot and we sometimes cuddle.
18. How are you and your mom the same?
We're both talented and we both have the same color eyes.
19. How are you and your mom different?
I am not tall like her
20. How do you know your mom loves you?
Because one day she said that her favorite day was me being born and she said that for real
21. Where is your mom's favorite place to go?
The park.
Feb. 4th, 2009
08:54 pm - Dirty Laundry
I was watching TLC's 17 kids and Counting about a week ago, a reality show about an Arkansas couple that just had their 18th child. The mother on the show was explaining how she runs a household of 20 financially, and mentioned that she makes her own laundry detergent. That prompted me to do my own research and an experiment of such.
There is a liquid soap recipe and a powdered soap recipe. I opted for the powdered recipe because I am lazy and the liquid soap seemed like a pain in the butt to make. The recipe that I decided to use boasts 364 loads of laundry. After buying the ingredients for the soap, my final cost was around $6.00 for 364 loads of laundry compared to around $60.00 for the same amount of loads at Sam's Club for Gain detergent.
I decided that this wasn't going to amount to much savings if it didn't work as well as premade detergent, hence my experiment.
This is my story. Bong Bong.
I took two white shirts out of the closet and squirted some ketchup on them.
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I then smeared in the ketchup.
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I pretreated both shirts with Spray and Wash according to bottle directions. I washed the first shirt below with Gain Laundry Detergent and hot water on the whites cycle and used liquid Downy fabric softener. I washed the bottom shirt with the homemade laundry soap and hot water on the whites cycle and used liquid Downy fabric softner.
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Both detergents worked equally well, in my opinion. With the stain pre-treatment, they both got out the stain. Both are clean. The homemade detergent seemed to make it's shirt softer than it's name brand counterpart. The only difference is that Gain costs $17.88 per 110 loads and the homemade detergent costs around $6.00 per 364 loads. Broken down, the homemade detergent is about .02 cents per load.
For anyone that is remotely interested in giving this a try, I have included the "recipe."
1 box Borax - size: 4lbs 12oz (76oz) (I found at Walmart, Brookshire's and Kroger's)
1 box Arm & Hammer Super Washing Soda (NOT BAKING SODA) - size: 3lbs 7oz (55oz)(I only found this at Kroger's)
and 1 bar of Zote soap grated (I found this at Brookshire's) - I used an old food processor for this step to take the work out of it. You can certainly use other bar soaps such as Ivory, Dial, or whatever you have on hand. Just make sure you actually use soap and not a beauty bar such as Dove or Oil of Olay.
Mix together and use 1-2 tbsp per load. If laundry is really dirty, add 1/4 cup of baking soda to the wash.
Just an FYI, go cheap on the soap. Your clothes will not smell like the soap you put it. If you want your clothes to have a sent, pick your favorite liquid fabric softener.
Anywho, that's all I've got. Now, to scour the sale ads and match up coupons. Sheesh I am cheap.
Jan. 13th, 2009
07:15 am
Hello internet!
It's been a while so I decided to post. Don't get all used to it now. It's probably just a fleeting desire I felt compelled to fill and these types of desire are few and far between.
Let's see. I had an awesome Christmas and New Year. Got to spend quality time with my old man and the rugrats. That is always good.
Ehowton and Cattitude loaned me the Twilight series to read, at least 3 of the 4 installments. I finished the first book last night and I have to say that I actually liked it. I didn't think I was going to like it because its target audience is teen aged girls but I found myself enjoying it. The only real beef I have with the author is the constant reminding of how beautiful the vampire is. That was a bit annoying. I did find it amusing that instead of vampires burning into ashes when exposed to sunlight, in Twlight's world, the vampires just sparkle. That cracked me up. It reminded me of an episode of Aqua Teen Hunger Force when they were talking about censorship. Instead of having anything that may be offensive, they just replaced it with a rainbow. All in all I was happy with the book and am looking forward to reading the rest. I hope that the story shifts and spends more time with the vampire family, though.
I also received a few books for Christmas. My mother in law got me the Dexter books by Jeff Lindsay and my husband bought me 3 of the 8 Sookie Stackhouse novels by Charlaine Harris that HBO's True Blood is based off of.
I have forgotten how much I enjoy reading. Now I am hooked again.
I am also looking forward to the season premiers of Battlestar Galactica, Big Love, and Lost. Woot!
Anyways, I have a big day of cleaning the house today and doing a mound of laundry. I might go sell some books at Half Price Books. Who knows?
Until next time, dear internet. Until next time.
Dec. 18th, 2008
03:24 am - Alrighty
Because high school isn't a living hell in and of itself without having these names bestowed upon you and because Wal-Mart employees only get paid 8.50 an hour.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081217/ap_
Dec. 8th, 2008
10:43 am - Ok....so I lied.
Hello Internet,
Finding a job is proving harder than I thought. Previously in my employment searching endevours, I found a job within a month. I have sent out at least a hundred resumes and have been on maybe four interviews. I thought hands down that I had a job only to be beat out by someone with a college degree who would work for 12.00 bucks an hour. Times are hard, I guess.
So I have decided to scrap that until the economy improves and just go to school. I am going to register for some classes on the 19th and get this going because, let's face it, I'm not getting any younger here. I plan to be a nurse. In what field, I don't know. Maybe ICU. Maybe a psych nurse. Who knows? So if any of you have children that you would like me to watch in the summer or now or whenever, let me know. I will be around and happy to have the extra money.
Almost done with my xmas shopping. Just have a couple of more things to get and then I am finished. Yea me!
I really need to have my carpets cleaned or go and rent a RugDoctor or something. When the carpets are dirty it makes the whole house look dirtier than it already is.
That's all I really have to say right now, Internet. Until next time.
Sep. 9th, 2008
10:45 pm
Hello, Internet. It's been a while since I've written anything of substance...and it will be a while yet. But I thought I would write to you anyway just for laughs.
I have decided to get a job, Internet. Why? A few reasons. I want to talk to people that aren't under the age of six. I want to financially contribute to the household. We want to actually own our own home someday and not rent and in order to do that we have to pay a couple of things off of our credit and save that down payment. So I am getting a job. In order for a job to work though, it would have to pay enough to warrant the outlandish prices of gas and childcare. So I am being picky because I can afford to be. It's not like I have to get a job. I want to get a job. So might as well get one I like and pays reasonably. I have a couple of "irons in the fire" so to speak and plan to be a productive member of society by the end of the year.
Speaking of irons in the fire, that's a stupid saying. Who actually says that? I mean, besides me above?
What else, what else?
I am going to have to buy a new vacuum cleaner. Mine spits more out than it sucks in (Yes, that is what she said.) My carpet looks like I live in a crackhouse....or maybe with just a toddler, school aged child and a overgrown kid. Perhaps I will get one on Saturday.
My mother got the lap band surgery and didn't feel the need to tell me or my sister. We found out after the fact. She is a weird woman.
We have been watching past seasons of The Wire (HBO) and I have realized that I am just not hip anymore and/or down with the slang. There was a character that kept saying that he spent 8 months "courtside" and I thought that had to be the longest basketball season ever. I mean, I'm not a sports fan or anything but it seemed excessive. And then I realized that he was talking about being in jail. I felt dumb. I don't feel any better telling you that story either, Internet.
Anywho, everything here is dandy. I have the best son, daughter and old man ever. You are jealous but you will get over it soon enough.
Until we meet again, dear Internet. Until we meet again.
Aug. 12th, 2008
08:44 pm - Things that made me giggle in the past two weeks
Ewwww. Jessica, this peanut butter has peanuts in it. --Six year old girl
Why are you always mean to me? Why can't you just respect me for who I am?--Six year old boy to eight year old boy after two days of fighting
While watching a show on HGTV that randomly speeds decorating procedures up and/edits:
Six year old girl: Jessica, is this real?
Me: Yes.
Six year old girl: Then how can they go so fast?
After hearing that I received a ticket the other day, the kids freaked out and thought I was going to jail. I told them that the only way I would go to jail is if I didn't pay the ticket. While I was fixing their lunch today, this conversation took place:
Eight year old boy: (said something violent that I can't remember)
Six year old boy: If you did that, you would kill me and then you would go to jail.
Eight year old boy: No, I would just pay the ticket.
At the pool today, the eight year old boy was asking questions about how someone can drown. I explained that if water gets in the lungs then that's how someone drowns. He said, "I don't get it. Why wouldn't they just hold their breath?"
Jan. 15th, 2008
07:39 am - Future Chef?
I just took a test that is advertised on the right to "see if I have what it takes to be a top chef" and to see if I qualify to attend Le Cordon Bleu's culinary school.
I answered every question purposefully wrong.
Apparently, I qualify and "know my way around the kitchen" and "have good instincts with food".
*Sigh*
On another note, do you like how I don't post for almost a year and this is all I can come up with?
Happy Tuesday!
May. 4th, 2007
03:39 pm - The Live Journal Come Back Special
A week late, but the pictures make up for the tardiness. (Tony, feel free to make an LJ cut for the pictures if you like)
Last Saturday, Eric, Tony and I took the kids to the park. While our children were keeping themselves entertained....
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Mar. 10th, 2007
12:58 pm - Got to admit its getting better, getting better all the time
In between writing classy song lyrics, I managed to get a work from home job as a transcriptionist. Mostly, its just writing letters and memos, deposition summaries and CPS reports from audio dictation and etc, but its from home so I do not have to pay a day care to watch the boy. I enjoy the work, and although it won't make me rich by any means, it will allow for some extra running money for the hubby, kids and I and makes me feel like I am actually contributing something to the household finances again.
The last part is something that I have struggled with mentally for months now. Even though my new job title is "housewife and stay at home mom", I really just feel like a bum.
In other news, we were approved for the new house and after some unforeseen problems with the earnest money deposit (Thank you, Eric. Have I told you lately that I love you and the Mrs. to death? I swear, if I knew how to bake anything edible, I would bake you two a cake. Maybe a few nights of babysitting are in the future should you ever make a trip to Dallas?), our loan is now in underwriting. Hopefully, we should be able to close on the 28th. I have my fingers crossed.
Since Cristy is unable to at the current moment (but thank you so much for the thought :) ), my lovely sister in law is throwing me a baby shower on the 7th of next month. I was told by her to add more things to my registry, but I really only added things that I know I will probably need and not many extras. I mean really, did any new moms out there actually use the Baby Genie diaper thing or lap pads? I also didn't put any clothes on the registry because I figured that people will just buy whatever they think is cute anyway. That IS part of the fun of shopping for a baby, isn't it?
As far as the pregnancy itself, everything is going fine. She is very active all the time, except when Tony tries to feel her. She enjoys hide and seek with Daddy and will freeze as soon as he tries to feel her move, but as soon as his hand comes off she is back to kicking the crap out of me. We do, however, stare at my belly in amazement as we can clearly see her doing sommersaults in utero.
I am entirely ready for her to get out now though.
Mar. 8th, 2007
11:47 pm - More Classy Lyrics
I call this song: You Don't Think I'm Pretty
Well...
you dont think Im pretty and that is real shitty
I would have sucked your wang like a welcoming committee
yeah, you dont think Im pretty and I think you're insane
I guess I should have told you I'm open to daisy chains
no, you dont think Im pretty and yeah thats a pity
I would have loved to lay you down like that fellow Conway Twitty
well, you dont think Im pretty and that makes me sad
I would have liked for you to impale me in the style of Vlad
Yeah you dont think Im pretty
What?
Huh?
Yeah you dont think Im pretty?
What?
Huh?
You avoid me like I've got crotch rot
But you ain't got nothing on this Apricot!
Mar. 6th, 2007
04:24 am - I have some questions about Hank Williams Jr.
He is a very confusing fellow, and anyone and I mean anyone, would be confused if they listen to his lyrics.
In "All My Rowdy Friends Have Settled Down", Hank laments that none of his friends want to get drunk and get loud, because well, all of his rowdy friends have settled down. One really feels for Hank here. We have all had the friends we lost to marriage and babies or just because they are idiots in general. So you kinda want to take Hank out and get "high on the town".
But then, later, Hank says that all of his rowdy friends are coming over tonight because "We cooked the pig in the ground, got some beer on ice and all my rowdy friends are coming over tonight," or for some football. Whatever you choose.
But wait a second, Hank. I thought all your rowdy friends had settled down? Is this a new set of rowdy friends or are they the same rowdy friends re-rowdied? Or was this before they had settled down? Im confused.
Hank, in one song, says "Well my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by the gallon and I never back down and I love a good challenge
what I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends."
This was obviously before they settled down or are a new set of rowdy friends or the same rowdy friends that settled down only with new found rowdiness. It is unclear which.
At some point, Hank complains that people are bashing him for drinking, smoking and living out the songs that he wrote. He claimed that if he wanted to get stoned he was just carrying on an old family tradition. The question here is, who is bashing him? Are these the rowdy friends that settled down or the rowdy friends that are coming over? Because either way, its quite hypocritical of them considering that they are or were at one time were rowdy. People who live in glass houses.....
In another song, Hank says "Can't party all night like I use too. Can it be I'm slowin' down?
But friends are always here wanting to have a beer and take me right back out on the town." Well, I am assuming that these are his rowdy friends again, but this time he is complaining that they are rowdy. Maybe they settled down because you couldn't make up your mind, Sir.
It is this author's opinion that Hank Williams Jr is flaky and doesn't know if he wants his friends rowdy or not.
And lastly, Hank had a friend who was killed by a man with a switchblade knife and Hank stated that he wants to "spit some beech nut in that dude's eye and shoot him with his old .45"
Hank, I must say. That is pretty cheap. You temporarily blind him and then shoot him? Come on, you can skin a buck and run a troutline but you can't kill a man and let him see your face? Even country folk aren't that shitty.
03:16 am - My husband has the worst taste in music ever
And I mean ever. I took it upon myself to write a song....because if Peaches has fans, then surely I can make a living at writing crap also:
Listen up and shit
(lick on my clit lick on my clit)
I may not know how to knit
but I know a little bit about baseball mits
(so lick on my clit lick on my clit)
Don't go having a fit
You know I will eventually show you my tits
(lick on my clit, lick on my clit)
you only need to know a little bit
to successfully run your toungue up and down my slit
(lick on my clit, lick on my clit)
My sex may not pay the rent
but I heard it will get me a pants tent
(lick on my clit, lick on my clit)
call me up, booty call through sprint
I'm a nasty girl, I'll even have sex on Lent
(lick on my clit, lick on my clit)
Feb. 27th, 2007
02:51 pm - We regret to inform you....
I had been looking for this for quite a while and finally got it from my mom.
What follows is a picture of my great uncle and the letter informing my great grandmother (his mother) of his death on the USS Arizona at Pearl Harbor. Apparently my great grandmother had been writing the US Navy for over a year, trying to get some kind of answer on whether he was one of the casualties or not. This was the Navy's response.
JC White wasn't even supposed to be there that day. He switched shifts with another person so that he could go home on leave earlier. Needless to say, he never made it back home.
Anyway, I thought it was an interesting piece of my family history and thought I would share.
Enjoy.
Feb. 1st, 2007
04:13 pm - I've been told that I am neglecting my Live Journal Posting Duties
But I just really don't have much to say.
Tony and I found out that we are having a baby girl. Everything is healthy and fuctioning properly from what the doctor could tell. I was told that I would more than likely be put on bedrest later in the pregnancy and that they will take the baby early. I was expecting both of these, but still holding out hope that I won't have to be bound to the bed for weeks or months.
The great thing about having a c-section though, is that we will know the exact day that the baby will be here a week or two ahead of time. This allows for the grandparents to be to come in from Mississippi, great grandma to come in from Diboll and etc. It will also allow for Daddy to stay at the hospital with me, (even though I told him its not necessary to spend the night. The hospital sleeper beds cant be that comfy.) and for Connor to stay with grandma...and everyone can take vacation time instead of sick time.
We are still waiting on some good news on our house. So far they have been dicking us around on the seller's side. I am ready to move in somewhere with heat and hot water soon.
Right now, it is snowing. Our son is looking out the window in amazement as he does everytime it snows. He is waiting for daddy to come home so they can build a snowman and a snowball fight. I dont have the heart to tell him that I doubt the snow will stick.
Jan. 31st, 2007
03:46 am - My husband llikes to flaunt his knowledge
I asked my husband a fairly simple questions earlier:
If someone were to shoot themselves in the head with a .357 Magnum with a "large caliber bullet", is it possible that the bullet would remain in the skull.
Tony went to the bookshelf and grabbed his reloading manual. He started to talk about grains and feet per second and etc. I said "Baby, I have no clue what any of this means. Answer my question like I am a RETARD"
He then gets a piece of paper and a pen and starts doing what he calls "simple physics equations". Again, I had no clue what he was talking about.
After about 20 minutes of this he says, the faster bullet hits with more force than the slower bullet even though the bullets are the same size. I asked him "Why didn't you just say THAT?"
Will someone please tell Tony that there is such a thing as overexplanation? Why say in 10 words what you can say in 1,500.
Futhermore, I think he enjoys flaunting his intelligence.
That is all.
Nov. 10th, 2006
09:24 am - Why I love my OB
So I went to the OB yesterday. Didn't have a full exam because I spent a big chunk of my time there hovered over the toilet, throwing up. My doctor asks me "Is there anything you are taking for that?" I said, "What? I can take something?"
She prescribed me the miracle drug called Zofran. I was a little weary when she told me that it was a dissolvable pill for nausea and vommiting. I thought, great....this is going to make me puke while its dissolving. It didn't. In fact, it takes all of 15 seconds to dissolve, has no taste, and makes me feel better immediatley and lasts for about 8 hours. Its pricey, but in my opinion it is well worth it. Woot!
I have to call and schedule an ultrasound for next week and some blood work. They estimate that I am around 10 and 1/2 weeks.
Thats about it. Have a great weekend!
Nov. 7th, 2006
11:56 pm - Bleh
I dont think I have ever been so tired in my life. I have been through pregnancy before but I don't remember being this tired all the time. Connor wakes me up at about 8:00am, I go in the living room and turn on cartoons and doze on the couch. At noon, I put Connor down for his nap and I go back to sleep. Cristy usually takes over when Connor wakes up and I end up sleeping until Tony gets home from work.....sometimes later. If it werent for Tony and Cristy, Connor wouldn't get fed because I am too exhausted to move.
I feel really crappy because the house is a mess, the laundry isnt done and I dont have the stomach or energy to cook. I am the worst housewife ever. I am ready for this phase of pregnancy to be over.
Yes, I am quite aware that I am complaining. But hey, this is a journal right?
I really want a fruit smoothie or a milkshake....but everytime I drink milk I feel horrible and now I am just scared to do it. I wonder how bad soy milk tastes or if 2% or half and half would be better.
Additionally, I feel that I am already showing and that I shouldnt be. I find this odd and I will bring it up with my OB on Thursday. But who knows....maybe its my imagination? I dont know...
I think I am going to go to bed now.
Goodnight.
Nov. 3rd, 2006
11:23 pm
I haven't thrown up all day. Are you happy? Sad? Jealous? Maybe I am getting past this morning/afternoon/evening sickness stuff now. I really hope that is the case.
I have my first OB/GYN appointment on Thursday. Tony is all about going with me, even though I told him it really wasn't necessary. All they really do is give you your due date and ask some questions. I am glad that he is interested in all of this though and is very attentive. My husband is the best. Everyone should be jealous.
I made a lasagna the other day. It came out okay I guess.
I think I want to take up scrapbooking.
I have nothing more to say now.
Oct. 28th, 2006
03:15 am - Would you survive in a slasher movie? Lets see....
Would you survive in a slasher movie? Lets see
You are the jock: You think everyone likes you, but they don't. The truth is is that you are usually just a big bully. You talk a lot of smack about how tough you are, pick on the less fortunate and are generally just annoying. The audience almost never identifies with you, so you are killed off in the first hour of the movie. If you are dating "the slut", there is a 75% chance that you will be killed while having sex, while showering before or after sex, immediatley after sex, or while getting your mate something to drink/eat/smoke after sex. If this is not the case, then you will be killed in such a way that your "toughness" is made humorous.
You are the slut: You have been around the block a few times and the audience knows it. You are usually big breasted and a bit on the dumb side. You like to party: booze, drugs....doesn't matter to you as long as you have a reason to take off your shirt. You are the one that tries to get "the last girl" to loosen up a bit. Your death scene is always dragged out and this is mostly because of your ignorance. You run up the stairs instead of out of the house, you always trip over something, you tend to scream and give your location away. Since you are the slut, it is always fitting to kill you after sex or in a needless nude scene. You almost always die topless and your death will be one of the more gruesome ones.
You are the jokester: Oh, you are the funny one aren't you? You like to jump out from behind things and scare your friends, use the history of the location to fuel your pranks and act like an ass when its entirely inappropriate. You will get a chance to scare the audience once or twice, until you are the first person to be killed off in the movie. Your friends will mention you a couple of times, but will just chock up your disappearance to your zany demeanor. You will more than likely be blamed for the murders by the victims while its in progress ("Oh, Davey....stop playing around. Put down that knife. No...really, Davey...you are scaring me") Don't worry, you will get a reprieve later in the movie when your lifeless body falls from a rafter/closet/tree in front of the "last girl" in the climax of the movie.
You are the pothead: The minute you do drugs, you are as good as dead. You are killed off fairly quickly due to your inability to fight back.
You are the nerd: You aren't in all movies, but your role is becoming more prevalant. You take a lot of crap from everyone; the bully always "McFly's" you, you can never get any play from the girls, and the only thing going for you is that you have a brain. You are usually thought to be dead by the middle of the movie, but pop up alive, although wounded, to help out the "last girl"
You are the last girl's boyfriend: Your role is just now showing up since the "Scream" era. You date the last girl. Lucky you. You may have gotton up to second base, but thats as far as you are going to get. You are killed in front of the last girl in a graphic, horrible way. The last girl can usually see you die, but can do nothing about it. All that for a girl and you didnt even get to screw her.
You are a child: Your role isn't extremely common, and you almost never show up until a sequel. You are between 7-12 years old. You are either a helper or a hinderance. You usually have some weird connection to the killer that is vaguley explained throughout the movie. Since you are a child, you are hardly ever killed in a slasher movie....and if you are, it will never be on screen.
You are a dog: Ah, man's best friend. Until, recently you were invincible. We think that you are dead early on, but oh how you suprise us when you jump out and attack our maniac at our most desperate moment. You always get the cheers from the audience. By the end of the movie, you are bloody and mangy, but walk out alive with the "last girl".
You are the parent: Its really worthless even mentioning you. If you are around, which you usually aren't, you are pretty well worthless. You don't believe your kids when they tell you something is up. As mentioned, you are really never around for one reason or another in these movies and are typically only seen or mentioned at the end.
You are a cop or other member of authority: The kids always try and enlist your help and for some reason you blow them off. You are usually killed for this reason alone.
You are the last girl: You are the voice of reason and are thought to be a prude or party pooper because of it. You are usually pretty plain looking. You are virginal and a general goody two shoes. Don't drink, dont smoke...what do you do? She lives, thats what she does. The last girl is the one who makes it though the movie and she is usually the only one, save for a few variations. She escapes from her attacker, is saved by someone else from her attacker, or has the big showdown in which she "kills" her attacker. (Up until Halloween, the last girl usually escaped or was saved from the killer. Halloween was one of the first movies to have the last girl fight her attacker back. Ultimatley, Laurie Strode was still saved by her brother's psychiatrist but she did actually fight Michael back.)
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