Frisky

Don't Google it.

Things you do for writing

Yeah, so, right now, I'm co-writing a story about a mentally unstable man who's obsessively in love with his girlfriend and turns out to be a murderer in the end.

Literary magazine, here we come!

Poetry

You would not believe how incredibly difficult it is to write a sonnet.

Word count!

That is all.

Epic clumsiness

On Saturday night I was over at Shannon's with a few other people. It was decided that our new friend should definitely watch the blueberry video, so I tried to jump up from my comfortable (yet slightly precarious) position on the edge of the bed.

That, as I found out, was not a good idea.

I tried to stand and turn at the same time, which caused my ankle to twist awkwardly and sent me flying to the floor. I caught myself on one hand, so I was fine, even though I hit the PlayStation 3 sitting on the floor. We watched the video and, after we were done laughing hysterically, I looked down and realized that there was blood on my hands. (Legitimate blood, people.)

In short: I tried to get off a bed but fell onto the PS3 on the floor and cut my hand open.

...it's almost all healed up now.

Promise

I promise I haven't died, guys. Seriously. *puts on srs face*

Yeah, it's really late and I'm not making any sense. DEAL WITH IT

Yet more procrastination

Is it sad that I wanted to get Only the Good Spy Young way back in late June when it was first released, yet only got it in the middle of August right before school started?

Yeah. It is.

Procrastination at its best

Today I started school.

Backpack: Purchased at 8:45 last night

Summer homework: Unfinished (but not due till Monday!)

School supplies: Nonexistent

Other school supplies: Left over from last year

Me? Procrastinate? Nah.

WHOA.

Is this creepy or what?

http://us.akinator.com/#

Also posted on my main blog.

Almost forgot.

Also, that means I can get Only the Good Spy Young in... FIVE DAYS!! :O

It's almost July? WHATTTTT.

Seriously?! Is it?!

Wait, wait. That means... OH MY GOODNESS AVATAR MOVIE IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK FROM TODAY.

*epic spaz attack*

AJHGJKAENGJKAERNGJKAERNGJKAERGNAKEJRHNKAEJHNK

Regarding the previous post.

I forgot to add this.

Whenever you go to Macaroni Grill and you're waiting for one more person... before they get there (when it's still just an empty seat), grab a crayon or two and write "RIP [person's name]" with an arrow pointing toward the chair.

Guaranteed to get a really strange look from your waiter!

Not that I would know anything about that.

PS: WE DO IT BECAUSE WE LOVE YOU, TRACY. (In a non-creepy and completely platonic way, of course.)

Paper tablecloths

If any of you have ever been to a restaurant called Macaroni Grill, you'll know that they put paper on the tables...

...and then they give you CRAYONS to draw on the paper with.

IT'S AMAZING, RIGHT?! (Right.)

And in case you were wondering, the waiters all practice writing their names upside down a couple times when they're first hired. Also, upside-down cursive is easier than you'd think... according to our slightly amused waiter when I blurted out the question in the middle of ordering food.

WOOHOO!!

I FINALLY redid the blog! I'm really happy with the way it turned out. It looks so spiffy. :D

New template designer FTW

I feel kind of lame now.

I could never remember what Memorial Day was supposed to commemorate... but now I do. I feel really bad now. :/ Well, better late than never, I suppose?

Starbucks = the devil. Like, seriously.

"Did they just tell us that Starbucks is evil?"
"I think they did."
"They totally did."
...
"Our school is so weird."

^^^ An actual conversation between my friend and I.

OMGOMGOMG

AHHHHHH!!! Somehow a lizard got into our house and then my dad tried to hit it with a broom and it dropped its tail and now five minutes later the tail is STILL moving!! EEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG.

It's... THE RED PYRAMID.

And... I FINISHED IT.

Commence rabid fangirling.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Well, I guess I'm doomed.

Because apparently, if you're not finished with ALL homework by 10:24 PM, you're doomed to fail the class, no questions asked.

Fixed

Okay, now the poll is up, right under the magical mind-controlling fish. Yay!

Oops.

Did I really tell you guys to vote on the poll, but not actually put the poll in?

...I totally did.

Fail.

Cheese pie.

Just gave my other blog a major overhaul. I think it looks pretty epic. I'm really happy with how it turned out :)

So should I redo the layout for this blog, too? Vote in the nice little poll under my mind-controlling fish in the sidebar. Stop feeding them! Vote on the poll! DOOO ITTTT.

HEY!

Hey! You, with the face! And the heart, and at least one kidney! Yeah, you. Duh. Who else would I be talking to? [ROLLS EYES DRAMATICALLY]

Sooo, to all you random people that started following me, even though I have no clue who you are- check out my other blog. It's way more legit than this one, since this one is... well... just random junk in my head. I mean, really. Here, there's burping dogs and pirate-speaking. There, there's books and... uh... okay, it's also random junk in my head. But that one's more organized. Oh, and I have longer posts.

But no worries, I'm still the same spaz. No split-personality disorder here! Well, as far as you know, anyway. >___>;

Also, I LOVE YOU GUYS! You followed my blog even though it's totally pointless and I have no idea who you are! HI, STRANGERS!!

http://obsession4reading.blogspot.com

Heh heh

Oops, haven't posted on here in a while... phail. Yeah, with a PH.

Fail...

...at life.

No. Way.

Whoa. I have five followers.

FIVE.

Five people who actually want to listen to my random spaz attacks!

I LOVE YOU GUYSSSSSSS

...in a purely non-stalkerish way, of course. *shifty eyes*

Arrrrrgh!

...I just felt like talking like a pirate. That's all. :3

Ice pack

I have an ice pack strapped over my eye. No, I did not get punched. And sorry I forgot to update!

SMENCILS.

How To Entertain Yourself

1) Obtain a root beer-scented colored Smencil.

2) Color a large spot on your Spanish homework.

3) Smash your face onto the paper to see if it smells good.

4) Repeat step 3 until entertained.

Satisfaction guaranteed.

EARWAX.

Hey, if you have a copy of New Moon, go grab it. Go to page 69. It's in chapter 3. Go to the paragraph that starts with "'No! This is about my soul, isn't it?!'" and read it... but every time it says the word 'soul,' replace it with the word 'earwax.' If you don't laugh hysterically, you are a heartless person with no sense of humor whatsoever. Begone from this blog, vile fiend!

Muchos gracias to Dan Bergstein for being so brilliantly hilarious: Blogging New Moon, Part 3

Birthday

Shout-out to DOGLUVER! Happy birthday and good luck with the essay! ;)

PI DAY!

OMG IT'S PI DAY! March 14... like 3/14... 3.14... get it? It's like pi?

...the ignorant math nerds of the world will be laughing hysterically right about now.

And the math nerds that are "in the know" ( :P ) will already be wearing their Pi Day hats and rolling their eyes as they say "Duh, we already knew about it, silly" as they smugly eat their pie.

Whipped cream or allergies?

My mom blew her nose and I didn't see, so I thought she was squirting whipped cream out of a can. You know, it makes that funny little air-blowing noise... I was like "What are you eati- oh, that was your nose?" It was kind of minorly hilarious.

Hmm...

Yesterday my friend and I realized that when we get older and have kids, we can tell them...

"When I was your age, Pluto was still a planet!"

"I was born before DVD players were invented!"

"I was born before Harry Potter was published!"

"I remember when no one thought vampires sparkled!"

And after SpongeBob SquarePants' 37th anniversary... "I remember seeing the promotions for SpongeBob... BEFORE THE SERIES WAS OUT!"

Do dogs burp?

Because I think mine just did.

Ew.

I really don't like essays. Also, whenever I try to look up more information on my topic (Bermuda Triangle, anyone?), I keep getting distracted by all the freaky stories. Then I get weirded out by all the freakish eyewitness accounts that are probably 80% made-up. (But they're still weird.)

Boredom

I'm really bored.

Switching to n00b-speak!

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0 RlY?/??/

YA R|_Y.,..

Theology homework

Anyone got tips on how to take notes on a couple chapters of Romans? It's, like, impossible to take notes on. Try it and see for yourself. :P

IT'S RAINING.

Well, it is. And it's awesome.

Forever buddies

Three things. Wait, four, actually.

1) Part 15 of Dan Bergstein's super amazing epic Blogging Eclipse series is up!

2) I totally just put that Frankenstein's monster wanted Frankenstein to make him a "mate/partner/bride/girlfriend/forever buddy." Oh, how I love Blogging Twilight...

3) OMIGOSHNESS I totally just added Auntie SparkNotes as a SparkFriend! 8-O

4) You are my life now, SparkNotes. Even if you don't want to be. But it's too late, because I imprinted you. Let's be forever buddies!

Not Really A Twitter Page...

Okay, so I was just running all over Twitter looking at people's pages/tweets/whatever-you-call-thems, and I kind of wished I had a Twitter account so I could put up random junk about what I'm doing, even though no one cares. So I figured, Hey, I'll make a little blog about it instead. (Here's my regular blog. Uh, the one that I put legit posts on: http://obsession4reading.blogspot.com)

All the posts (except this one, duh) will be like a tweet or a Facebook status update or something... well, probably. I don't have a Facebook OR a Twitter (HA! Take that, society!), so I don't know for sure.

So right now, I have a mint in my mouth and I'm doing chemistry homework. Unexciting, I know. But that's pretty much it. Oh look, a fragmented sentence! My English teacher would yell at me. (Not really. I'm exaggerating.)