Monday, October 13, 2003

   im officially afraid of little kids...
hmm, i definately had a new experience today... a couple actually... ok, first one. the story of: FREAKY-PERVERT-SIXTH-GRADER-NAMED-ALF. ok, so his names not really alf, but lets just pretend it is. ok, i was takin my shower, singing and wat-not, everythings goin normally and such. until the biggest-hairiest-creepiest-freakin spider i ever saw in my life kinda floated down from the ceiling (u kno how they fall real slow-like from the cielin on thier webs?) so i grab the nearest towel and run from the bathroom screamin "BISH HELP ME!" (yes, i do talk 2 daBish, even though most say hes not real. but i will prove them wrong, you'll see!! you'll ALL see!!!) well as luck would hav it, my little sister was havin a party-ish thing with her friends. and they just happened to be in my room even after i threatened 2 brutally murder anyone who so much as looked at my trunks poster (in my room). well, i run in my room and just stop and stare at my sister and her friends, who aren't suppose 2 be there. and they stare at me. and then we kinda just stand there, staring at each other for a couple of minutes. after i snap out of my... state of shock? i scream "GET OUT NOW!" sisters friends: O.O ... DES: ... "NOOOW!" sis's friends: RUUN!!! AAAAAAAAH! DES: oooookay... *gets dressed*
~later that night~ DES: *paintin her nails while listenin 2 ICP* *alf approaches* alf: uummm, scuse me, samantha's sister? DES: yeeees? *in a really creepy voice. i was tryin 2 scare him away -__-* alf: umm, you dropped these earlier, and i was just wondering if you needed them back... *pulls my underwear from behind his back* DES: O________O WTF? *starts wonderin wen the HELL did i drop my underwear* uuuuh.... *walks away* sooo yea, somewhere there is a perverted lil sixth grader with my underwear. im still not really sure wat 2 think about that... anyhoo, another new thing happened. well the teacher had just finished grading our tests and was handin them back and im sittin there waitin 2 get mine thinkin "pleez call DES, pleez call DES". well after all the papers are handed back she says "did anyone not get there paper?" i raise my hand. teach: oh sarah, i called your name, you must not of been paying attention." oh thats right, my name is sarah... ugh. anyhoo, i was bored so i thought that i'd tell u a bit about daBish and me and such.

this is me and Bishie baby on a typical day. me fanficing, and daBish... uuh, Bishing. (such a lazy muse...)



Bish can get really mad sometimes. yep yep. maybe it was cuz of his childhood?



yea, becuz hes so grouchy all the time, some people tend 2 think that he is a cold, heartless bastard. thats not true at all! i mean, sometimes wen he gets mad at me he actually lets me sleep on the stoop!



sometimes he does take it a little too far though. lik the one time he blew that giant whole in the wall.



but wen he does take it too far (lik tryin 2 destroy countries and punching giant wholes in the walls and such) i try 2 get him back for it by being as annoying as i possibly can.



sometimes i accidently annoy everyone though, and thats wen things can REALLY get messy...



most of my friends are really nice. this is one of those times wen Bish and me would get in a fight, and then one of my friends would try 2 cheer me up.



ai, and wen i am cheered up, i can get REALLY cheery and wat not! some say that this is wen im at my creepiest. i don't know wat they mean by that.



sometimes Bish likes 2 be annoying and tell me that we're all out of pocky, just 2 bother me. well you can guess how well that goes over... oy...



well, there you go. a complete waste of time on my part and prolly an even bigger waste on urs, but o well. u gotta admit, it was at least kinda interesting, right?

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