Just so you know... I am still a Sexy Chipmunk.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
My Dream
The other day I had a dream. It was really quite messed up, here it is...:
My cousin, Maddie, and I were at Geneva Park. We jumped of the dock into the 'Deep Side' and tried to get the stone without cutting ourselves on the barnacles and zebra muscles. When we came up, however, we were in a room watching Reaper. The episode...:
Sam, Sock and Ben were at Sam's parents house. It looked nothing like their house, but you knew it was. Sock was eating these mini Cheerios and Ben was lurking in a corner. Then Sam told Sock not to eat the Cheerios because they were evil Cheerios and gave him a box of regular ones. As Sock ate those Sam went to check on his hamster(yes, he now has a hamster) and there was a bunch of liquid brown stuff in the bottom of the food dish.
Sam: That's disgusting!
Sock: Yeah, I know.
Sam: Hamster diarreah(sp?)!
Sock: EW! That's poop!? *gag*
And although it wasn't meantioned, you knew Sock had ate it. Which was very Sock-like. Then you realize that Sam's mom has been brought down to some underworld. And then Sam says that if they eat the mini evil Cheerios then stab themselves with hot swords, the holes in their stomachs will allow them to go to the underworld to save his mom. So Sam and Sock eat the Cheerios and have a sword fight with white-hot swords. So they have holes were their bellybuttons should be. Then they remember Ben(who turned into some strange, creepy english butler) but Ben opens this random glass breifcase with a bunch of random objects in it. He pulled out a brown Crayola pencil crayon and sticks it through him, indicating he already has a hole. Then Sam says that his mom will be able to see the holes through their clothes so they have to put on these green-checkered pants that go up over their bellybuttons/evil holes. Then they go down to the underworld were everything is dark and they don't know how to save Mrs. Oliver then someone lights a candle and everything turns a happy red and everyone turns into little anime girls with their hair in buns and red ribbons dangling from their hair.
The END!
My cousin, Maddie, and I were at Geneva Park. We jumped of the dock into the 'Deep Side' and tried to get the stone without cutting ourselves on the barnacles and zebra muscles. When we came up, however, we were in a room watching Reaper. The episode...:
Sam, Sock and Ben were at Sam's parents house. It looked nothing like their house, but you knew it was. Sock was eating these mini Cheerios and Ben was lurking in a corner. Then Sam told Sock not to eat the Cheerios because they were evil Cheerios and gave him a box of regular ones. As Sock ate those Sam went to check on his hamster(yes, he now has a hamster) and there was a bunch of liquid brown stuff in the bottom of the food dish.
Sam: That's disgusting!
Sock: Yeah, I know.
Sam: Hamster diarreah(sp?)!
Sock: EW! That's poop!? *gag*
And although it wasn't meantioned, you knew Sock had ate it. Which was very Sock-like. Then you realize that Sam's mom has been brought down to some underworld. And then Sam says that if they eat the mini evil Cheerios then stab themselves with hot swords, the holes in their stomachs will allow them to go to the underworld to save his mom. So Sam and Sock eat the Cheerios and have a sword fight with white-hot swords. So they have holes were their bellybuttons should be. Then they remember Ben(who turned into some strange, creepy english butler) but Ben opens this random glass breifcase with a bunch of random objects in it. He pulled out a brown Crayola pencil crayon and sticks it through him, indicating he already has a hole. Then Sam says that his mom will be able to see the holes through their clothes so they have to put on these green-checkered pants that go up over their bellybuttons/evil holes. Then they go down to the underworld were everything is dark and they don't know how to save Mrs. Oliver then someone lights a candle and everything turns a happy red and everyone turns into little anime girls with their hair in buns and red ribbons dangling from their hair.
The END!
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Holy Guacamole!!!!
Yes, yes, I know. If Moss is reading this she's probably cursing me and all that but... I have a reason for so rudely using dear Mossy's word(guacamole for those who don't know.) I just found out that my last post was posted JULY 19th 2007!!!!!!! HOLY GUACAMOLE!!!!!!!! So I am very pleased to announce that I am posting again. (cheers and clapping) Yes, let us all have a fiesta but first, I am even more pleased to announce that in 7 days HPatOOtP is coming out, but that's a different matter. Toodles for now!!!!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Have You Ever Heard The Story?
Have you ever heard the story The Unforgettable Battle?
One day it shall become widely known, it will, it will...
One day it shall become widely known, it will, it will...
And if you dare try to stop it's fame...well... XP
XP? you wonder, look at it side ways!
MUA HA HA!!!!!!
One day it shall become widely known, it will, it will...
One day it shall become widely known, it will, it will...
And if you dare try to stop it's fame...well... XP
XP? you wonder, look at it side ways!
MUA HA HA!!!!!!
Summer Holidays
So much for Summer Holidays.
The SUMMER part isn't very summery since it's been raining alot and whenever you go to the beach the water's freezing!
The HOLIDAYS part isn't very holidayy since like I barely see my friends and I'm like ALWAYS bored,today I was so bored I watched Bratz.
Luckily Harry Potter 7 is coming out soon(like 2 days!) and then it's Hillside and then it's Geneva Park and stuff(and my Sister's b-day((the only reason I'm mentioning it is 'cause my friend is coming bowling with us))).
I farted just now. :D
The SUMMER part isn't very summery since it's been raining alot and whenever you go to the beach the water's freezing!
The HOLIDAYS part isn't very holidayy since like I barely see my friends and I'm like ALWAYS bored,today I was so bored I watched Bratz.
Luckily Harry Potter 7 is coming out soon(like 2 days!) and then it's Hillside and then it's Geneva Park and stuff(and my Sister's b-day((the only reason I'm mentioning it is 'cause my friend is coming bowling with us))).
I farted just now. :D
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Friends
If u love me as a friend you'll read the whole thing. What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of sadness? What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life. I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you. This is to all my friends, no matter how often you talk, or how close you are. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend. dont ever leave the one you love for the one u like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.KEEP UR HEAD UP!If you wake up in a red room with no windows and doors, DON'T panic.. you're just in my heart!
That's normally how I (and probably you) think of friends.
But sometimes your friends will be mean, or they'll say something someone else said about you that you didn't really want to know. And that night you'll be laying in bed at 3:00am with the thick blanket over your body and tears streaming down your face, and the cotton sheets start becoming soggy and the duvet that was supposed to be muffling the noise your making is muffling your breath. You find yourself pulling the blankets of your face and your face being hot and your head pounding and a ringing in your ears, and the memory of what is making you like this cramming it's way into every thought. Days, or weeks, or months pass and you keep crying at night. Soon you find yourself talking about your friends behind their backs, or dreading when they phone. But when you don't see them, you misss them, you miss them so much I added an extra 's' on 'miss'.LOL. And even though you hate them secretly, you love them when you can't hate them. So try not to hate them, if they're mean then don't be friends with them, and if you can't stop being friends with them, then they're not that mean, because you still love them.
That's normally how I (and probably you) think of friends.
But sometimes your friends will be mean, or they'll say something someone else said about you that you didn't really want to know. And that night you'll be laying in bed at 3:00am with the thick blanket over your body and tears streaming down your face, and the cotton sheets start becoming soggy and the duvet that was supposed to be muffling the noise your making is muffling your breath. You find yourself pulling the blankets of your face and your face being hot and your head pounding and a ringing in your ears, and the memory of what is making you like this cramming it's way into every thought. Days, or weeks, or months pass and you keep crying at night. Soon you find yourself talking about your friends behind their backs, or dreading when they phone. But when you don't see them, you misss them, you miss them so much I added an extra 's' on 'miss'.LOL. And even though you hate them secretly, you love them when you can't hate them. So try not to hate them, if they're mean then don't be friends with them, and if you can't stop being friends with them, then they're not that mean, because you still love them.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
The Way People Treat You
Everybody wants respect(normally).That's why your parents yell at you,the kids in your class are show offs and wannabes,why you get into fights with friends,why you storm off sulking or crying or stomping or yelling,why your friends, parents, enemies, relatives, strangers,even you, all get upset.Everyone wants a bit of respect.If your respect is toyed with, it can cause a massive eruption of anger and emotion.It can make you lose more things than just your respect:your friends, your family, yourself.If your respect is toyed with, you probably won't want to make up, but if you don't, your world could be ruined for you and the person you fought with.No matter how cheesy this is, it's true.
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