i just ate a frozen sandwhich because i am so impatient. i want a cheeseburger. i had a pulledpork samdwhich today and it was gooood. i found a lady who is obsessed with baton twirling on pintrest. thats a pretty good find, id say. i am weaing super comfy socks right now. well, one comfy sock. my bed just ate the other one. i just remembered that i have dnance tomorrow and i am sad beyond all hope. whenever i am sad i stop being sad and start being awesome. i wish i could spin reallyy fast.
<a href="http://www.boreme.com/posting.php?id=26513#.Tx0Sey2Iv7Y.blogger">Georgian Naional Ballet</a>t
Sunday, January 22, 2012
uncrustables take 30 minutes to unthaw.
i just realized i said unthaw.
i think i meant thaw.
cause to unthaw would be the same thing as freeze.
that makes sense, right?
its like happy unbelated birthday.
its just your regular birthday.
oh thats a good one. im gonna use it sometime.
uncrustables aren't really uncrusted, but they are still better than regular pb&j sandwhiches.
probably because you dont have to work for them.
but waiting thirty minutes for the jelly to become jelly instead of a frozen mass of tastlestness is almost just as bad as making a dang sandwhich.
i am so hungry. my mom needs to give me dinner.
i just realized i said unthaw.
i think i meant thaw.
cause to unthaw would be the same thing as freeze.
that makes sense, right?
its like happy unbelated birthday.
its just your regular birthday.
oh thats a good one. im gonna use it sometime.
uncrustables aren't really uncrusted, but they are still better than regular pb&j sandwhiches.
probably because you dont have to work for them.
but waiting thirty minutes for the jelly to become jelly instead of a frozen mass of tastlestness is almost just as bad as making a dang sandwhich.
i am so hungry. my mom needs to give me dinner.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
very mean evil voldemort.
this is a story i made up. any similair people in the world are meerly a coincidence.
once upon a time there was a very evil person named voldemort. no one spoke its name. it liked to trap children in a school for twelve hours and made them wear ridiculous outfits and painted their faces green and put a poof the size of a planet on their head. it made them do ridiculously things like pushups for doing nothing wrong. it blamed the poor innocent children for its lack of a love life even though every knows it was d.o.a. it reffered to the students as "children of the corn". it often screamed profanities at children and made them feel like losers. it got hit in the head with a frying pan many times. that was the legend anyway. no one else could explain why it was so ridiculously crazy. voldemort also liked to dance. it always got evicted from its residency. it always talked about how cute it was and how good of a dancer it was. it always called the previous mentioned children fat and dumdums and stupid. it got fired.
the end.
once upon a time there was a very evil person named voldemort. no one spoke its name. it liked to trap children in a school for twelve hours and made them wear ridiculous outfits and painted their faces green and put a poof the size of a planet on their head. it made them do ridiculously things like pushups for doing nothing wrong. it blamed the poor innocent children for its lack of a love life even though every knows it was d.o.a. it reffered to the students as "children of the corn". it often screamed profanities at children and made them feel like losers. it got hit in the head with a frying pan many times. that was the legend anyway. no one else could explain why it was so ridiculously crazy. voldemort also liked to dance. it always got evicted from its residency. it always talked about how cute it was and how good of a dancer it was. it always called the previous mentioned children fat and dumdums and stupid. it got fired.
the end.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
nerd.
"Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”
Saturday, December 24, 2011
places.
when i am a billionaire, i will buy all of my friends cars for christmas and i will go on lots of vacations. and these are the places i will go.
santa. :)
i left my chapstick in the bathroom. but i hear santa downstairs. and how rude of me to go get it when he thinks i am sleeping. so i must wait until he finishes his job, ya know. so what do i do while i wait? blog. please enjoy the following and previous blogs, all of which i dedicate to a fat old man who sees us while were sleeping and knows if we've been naughty or nice and breaks into our house through the chimney and leaves treats in our socks and eats our cookies. i mean, we wait all year for this. (its kinda creepy when you think about it.) so here's to you, santa claus!
woah
<iframe width="780px" height="100%" src="http://six.pen.io/embedtc" frameborder="0"></iframe>
holy cow. this kindof blew my mind. click on the link part of ^^ that.
holy cow. this kindof blew my mind. click on the link part of ^^ that.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Stressin
I like to pull the covers over my head for extra warmth. But I can't breathe under there. I need a snorkel. I think we might have one in the garage. But that's unsanitary. Can you put snorkel's in the dishwasher? Maybe I will just use a straw. But straws are too skinny. At 7-11 they sell fat candy straws that you can drink slurpees with. That would work. But I would eat it. Yum.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)