Saturday, May 26, 2007

SOme ones IN tHe kiten witH dIna
I went swimming yesterday and I hated the bathing suit, so i walked home early just to find a blood sucking bastered from hell in my hair! Yes, it was a tick. I HATE TICKS MORE THAN I HATE SCHOOL! JUST PUT ME BACK THERE, AT LEAT I DON'T RECIVE TICKS!!!!!! Any how.... I don't think im going swiming for a while. My head still hurts where it bit me. Oh, yea I also don't get to go camping because the whole intire state is booked.
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Thursday, May 24, 2007

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a revue
Story 2: The Doll From Hell

Once upon a midnight's eve,
I recieved,
A doll repeating,
"Feed me Please"

I sat it upon a stool so small,
Afraid it would fall,
I snuggled in my bed so tight,
And turned out the light

Waking up at 3,
I looked beside me,
And there it was yelling,
"Feed me Please"

Taking out his batteries,
He really bugged me,
But it continued saying repeatedly,
"Feed me Please!"

Thinking fast I threw him out the window,
I have a great throw,
And where it hit a near by crow,
then spontaneously combusted
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a revue
Story 1: Rain of Terror

It was raining that day. Jack held the umbrella over our heads while the water fell in tears. The rain always had that effect on me. Usually the rain made me cry with it, but not today, ever since that day I never felt that way for the rain.
Suddenly a car pulled up, and a balding man with a blue mustache tipped the cab driver before driving into the man walked up to Jak then said, "May I share the umbrella?"
Jack Pushed me into a nearby puddle, my long neat hair swimming in wet strands. "Why, Jack"
"Because I am gay. At first I went out with you for your mom, but in time I changed."
I watched horrified as they made jokes and pointed fingers at me untill minutes later, "Whoa you're what?!?"
Blue Mustache Man quickly swiped Jacks umbrella and his purse, running into the heart of the blackened clouds.
"He took my purse! All my porn tapes were in there! What a freak!" yelled Jack.

Children, the moral to this story is:
Don't date men with purses


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mmmm....the stench of clean
ITS SUMMMER!!!!!

some how im not enjoying this suger rush as much as i should be though...
OH WELL!
Ill write sum more when I feal like doing something not lazy latter...PEACEOUT!
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Saturday, May 19, 2007

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Friday, May 18, 2007

   no,no,no
I aM So fuLL!

Ate one to many slices of pizza!
But, hey, live a little! Its your life!

Motto of mine:

life is short, abuse it
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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

   um..well hi, and can't prove it
Um, you know how if you smash fireflys you get glowing stuff all over your hands? yea it rox. Well..since you fully understand how cool and awsome it is...I guess ill stop talking...about lightining bugs that is.
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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

   Fast foo freestyle

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