Not only am I surprised that you can SPEAK, but you also like Evanescence?

That's me being a jerk right there. I do not stereotype. I DON'T. Okay, I do. But I wasn't at the time. And I didn't say that.
Aaaagh. Football game. We got our butts kicked. I think the score people scored wrong, because the other team's first touch down and extra point only got 2 points? Whatever. They scored a total of three touchdowns. We scored one.
But our pep band was SOOOOOOOOO much better. Sure, they had three sousaphones, two baritones, and two trombones, but they only played 3 songs: "Fun, Fun, Fun" (that's so loser. I'm sorry, but that's probably the dumbest song ever), their fight song, and "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" (which I really want to steal). Psh. We were amazing. Except they hogged all the space in the bleachers and the trombones kept playing my part. Hate.
Do do do.
AAAargh. I understand math sometimes, but when I have ONE simple question, Mr. Kovacs won't answer it. I was getting really mad during math and then I started freaking crying. Aaargh it was so embarassing. And then he didn't answer my question, but gladly answered it for another group. WTh?
Come on, Wikipedia, step it up.
I want a dog. I'm totally getting one and naming it Amy Lee. Boy or girl, I don't care.

French people see no color

Hee.
I feel the need for another round of French practice.
Garrett Hedlund isn't actually brunette, I remembered. So I'll describe Murtagh instead. :)
Murtagh est tres grand garcon. Il est brun. Il est intelligent. Il est amusante. (? not sure if that last one applies, but he has such a nice smile...)
Eragon est moyen garcon. Il est blond. Il est egoiste. Il est assez intelligent.
Arwen est petite fille. Elle est brune. Yeah...
Um...
Lauren est la soeur de William ou Nathan. Elle est brune. Elle est vraiment intelligent. Elle est sociable.
Amber est la soeur de Jason ou Emily. Elle est brune. Elle est assez amusante.
Matt est le frere de Kara ou Sarah. Il est blond. Il est interessant.
Tyler est vraiment grand garcon. Il est blond. Il est egoiste. Sort of.

Murtagh: Tu t'apelles comment?
Amy Lee: J'mapelle Amy. Et toi?
Murtagh: J'mapelle Murtagh.
Amy Lee: Salut, Murtagh.
Murtagh: Salut, Amy. Ca va?
Amy Lee: Pas mal, merci. Et toi?
Murtagh: Tres bien, merci.
Amy Lee: Tu es d'ou`?
Murtagh: Je suis de Alagaesia.
Amy Lee: Je suis de Arkansas.
Murtagh: Il est quelle heure?
Amy Lee: Il est sept heures trente-trois.
Murtagh: Zut! Au revoir, Amy.
Amy Lee: Au revoir, Murtagh. Au bientot.

Ciao, Thomas! A tuet a l'heure!!!

I LOVE FRENCH SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! Only I's pretty bad at cognates so whenever I guess I'm almost always wrong. I mean, lecon is obviously lesson, but I didn't know that.
So yesterday's second day was pretty good. We had to do an assembly for the ninth graders, tho, which REALLY SUCKED. It was pretty intimidating. All my peers staring back at me. Some glaring. Sorry. Not really. I'd be very surprised if any of them understood me, I was reading so fast.
But today we had a seventh grade assembly. It was GREAT. Well, greatish. The Banana song went well, but we didn't get to sing the verse about mullets.
Lol. Shoulder rubs. I don't know why that's funny.
Third day was pretty sweet. We're actually working. In science that's not so great. Mr. Campbell's not too bad, but he gives a lot of work and I didn't write my name on my paper, so he waited for like 10 minutes for me to get a pencil. Only I only had pens. Oops.
I think my Scantron might get rejected. Ooops.
Two blonde people. Camera. That's supposed to be me. Laughing hard.
I'm actually laughing at everything right now.
Weird, I clicked on fall out boy! Psychic...
I luuuurve the courtyard. So far me, Amanda, Kevin, Sarah, Alexis, Jessica, Amby Paul, Kenny, Connor, and sometimes Matt have eaten out there every day. It's great.
Mr. Caley launched into a long lecture about how French kids don't date when I said the boy and the girl in the picture were dating. I mean, come on, they could have been friends, but I just ASSUMED they had it bad for each other. And Mr. Caley said they were BROTHER AND SISTER. Right, the girl was Vietnamese and the guy was white. I know there's adoption, but IT'S A PICTURE. Unless you KNOW the people, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO KNOW??? But Mr. Caley went on to talk about how people our age shouldn't date because it's practically sexist and the girl becomes her boyfriend's property. Which is, um...sort of true. And he asked me, who has never had a boyfriend, what my boyfriend would do if I talked to another boy. I was like, "He would punch him in the nuts...I mean, stomach." "You're right! He wouldn't like it!" Phew. Apparently French kids group date, but everyone pays their own way. WHY AM I FINE WITH THIS??? THIS IS WHY I SHOULD'VE BEEN BORN FRENCH!!!! Northern Europe sucks.
I got to leave science early. Ha ha ha. Mr. Campbell and I have the same binder. Ha ha ha. I would've gotten an A if I'd said something about it earlier. Ha ha...crap.
Old school Evanescence. You know, I really like "The Open Door", but "Fallen" is sort of better. I don't know. I think Amy's voice is better on "Fallen", but the music is pretty sweet on "The Open Door".
Do do do do.
Band is less ridiculous. I FORGOT MY MUSIC AT HOME! Dang. My syllabus is due. BAND COUNCIL NOMINATIONS! How fun. I wonder what Kevin got...

Heeeeey, by the waaaaay.

I'M SO BORED! So I feel like telling y'all all sorts of random personal things.
EXCEPT FOR MY ADDRESS.
Dodododododo.
Wonder if there's any Evanescence quizilla stories. To make me laugh. Ha.
My teeth hurt. Really bad. Because the dentist (orthodonist, whatever) made me start wearing rubber bands again, only this time it's only on one side of my mouth. Um, OW.
No, just Evanescence quizzes. Sad.
Sweet, I got "Sweet Sacrifice". Best song there ish.
Hm, the other results were...."Missing"? Don't know that song... That's weird. It's a real song. Hm.
Aaaaah, it's from "Anywhere But Home".
Oookay, "Forgive Me"'s a song, too. Dang.
Blah blah blah, "Haunted" and "My Immortal" and "Taking Over Me", and I don't know the rest, but the quiz is basically in invisible font and I can't see it. SO ANNOYING.
dodododo. Wow, Evanescence has a lot of songs I don't know. Stupid Amy.
Did anyone else think "The Shining" was boring? Well, I'm going to read the summary. Brace myself...
Awww, wouldn't give the end. Oh well.
There wasn't a lot of personal things in there. Well, I'll just throw this out there.
My favorite albums right now:
1. Evanescence, The Open Door
2. The Classic Crime, Albatross
3. Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Don't You Fake It
4. Ummmmmmm, right. That's all.

She's nothing to me

First part of "Lacrymosa" totally reminds me of "Phantom Menace". Especially when the choir comes in.
Church was surprisingly good today. Emily was finally there and I haven't seen her in like 5 years. Not. But pretty close. Like 2 weeks????? Katie is pink. Anita is cream. I'm green. William is blue.
LACRYMOSA (And you can blame it on meeeeeeeee, set your guilt free ((high note)), I don't wanna hold you BAAAAACK NOOOOW LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!)
I swear, this song is flipping amazing.
There was just one thing at church that made me really mad and also made me want to throw up.
Even my mom thinks I suck at drums. Go figure.
My friends the fuzzies are back. Screw them. I just want to be done with this person.
I really hate 14. And that my parents were RIGHT about one thing.
If this is 14, 15's gonna suck.
Other than that, life's all good. Need to put up Fall Out Boy poster.
OMGEEEEEEEEEZ, this person obviously loves Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, too. AND she used "Your Guardian Angel" lyrics.
Ew, thinking about that song and the fuzzies from hell simaltaneously makes me puke.
I was going to write an FOB story, but I'm short on inspiration. Oh well, I've got plenty of free time. My first day of summer school's tomorrow. Woop dee doo. I'm going to need a sleeping aid.
Okay, slightly annoying, why do they keep saying every band is smexy? MCR = SMEXY! BERT = SMEXY! P!ATD! THEY'RE ALL SMEXY!
AAAAAAAAAAGH. Even Papa Roach is smexy.
I saw "Ratatouille". It was probably the best animated film I've ever seen, and the best movie I've seen all year. It's that good. The rats were so adorable. Linguine was really annoying. "OH, I JUST CAN'T EVEN TALK TO YOU! Oh, well, it's kinda crazy, but you know, I've got, well, heh heh, I've gotta a secret, and it's DISTURBING!" He wouldn't shut up. Skinner looked like a tiny french Prince. It was pretty funny. I kept waiting for him to burst out in song. PURPLE RAIN, PUUUUURPLE RAIN.
Amy Lee says certain words weird. Like on "Your Star", where she's all, "All my fears turn to rage," it sounds like, "All my feels tuln to rage."
Oooooooooooooh oh, but I wanna let it gooooo.
I hate Hinder!
Ew, I saw "The Derby Stallion" the other day. It was so horrible. I didn't even watch all of it. But there was all this stupid racial tension. Hello, this is practically a DISNEY movie. There's no such thing as racial tension! And Zac Efron played the exact same character he did in HSM. And then the girl kisses him and there's a really stupid exchange straight outta "Seventh Heaven".
Annoying Little Sister #1: Did she kiss him, mommy?
Mom (JUST LIKE THE ONE FROM 7TH HEAVEN): Uh, no, I think she's just checking his lips...
Dad: I do that sometimes. *chuckle*
Annoying Little Sister #2: Suuuuure.
IT WAS SO DUMB.
And of course Zac (his character's name was PATRICK, but whatever) didn't see it coming. She's all, "Hey, I wanna tell you something," and he leans down and is all, "What?" GUESS WHAT? GUESS WHAT? Well, now you KNOW WHAT. Loser.
What's with the mom and her lies of death? Sounds like sexual repression to me.

But mostly Max and Fang related, of course

THEY'RE MAKING A MAXIMUM RIDE MOVIE! That means I need to hurry up and read the second book. I was going to buy it for $6 on Tuesday, but opted not to so I could have money for other things.
Curses.
I can't wait for the soundtrack. They should definitely have "Your Guardian Angel", by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (it could be Fang declaring undying love for Max...), and "The Only One", by Evanescence, because it has that line about flying and crashing. And she's all, "Don't look down, you'll become their SACRIFICE!" That could be Max telling that to, erm, Fang. And the chorus about lying could be about Jed.
But hey. That's just me.
Yes. I realize that's mostly Max and Fang related.
I'm going to talk about "Miss Popularity" some more. Yes. You knew it was coming. Fine, go read the next blog if it bothers you that much.
do do do do...where should I start? I beat the skater version last night. Lame. He was just really whiny about the environment and crap, and I forgot to get a new hat, and he was seriously considering his ex-girlfriend! Just because she had a nice OUTFIT. Psyche, I HAD THE EXACT SAME OUTFIT. AND TURQUOISE NAIL POLISH! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? But it was mainly the stupid stuff about the environment. The things he did for the school festival were the lamest of the three guys: first, a trash pickup, then handing out flyers (aren't those made out of paper? What happened to wanting to save the environment?), and then skateboarding like pros.
SO LAME. I guess I'm kind of biased against environmentalists and animal rights freaks. I just think it's all stupid. And the PETA people got all mad at Mit Romney for letting his dog ride on the roof...IN 1983!!!!!
Come to think of it, skater had the lamest stance of the three, too. (Musician: hands in pockets, Athlete: Arms crossed, Skater: hands clasped in front of him) WHO CLASPS THEIR HANDS IN FRONT OF THEM? Very cool and...environmental???
I finally figured out the guy usually hangs out where he broke up with you to get with your best friend. PSYCHE. Why didn't I figure that out sooner?
Cuz I'm dumb.
If you go for the Athlete, you get the best clothes, I think anyways. I would've liked him more, but he either got long hair, parted hair, or really creepy short hair (looks very odd on an animated figure), and we all know it's all about the hair. And at the end of the game you're supposed to kick a stupid soccer ball and I couldn't do it! it was all easy before, but then I would press the right arrow key and it would be like, "RED ZONE!" It took me about 20 tries to get it right. Curse you...
So Musician is best. Especially since I couldn't think of any pro skaters besides Tony Hawk and Chad Muska, so I had to name the guy PETE WENTZ, who isn't a skater, just a poser, and then I had a suddenly memory block of white athletes, until I finally thought of Luke Ridnour. Yesh. Only his best friend was very white and I named him Ray Allen. Oh the irony.
There's this one part in the game where the guy you like starts speaking in a French accent. It really grossed me out. Maybe this means taking French would not be good for me. *gasp* LIKE ON "PASSPORT TO PARIS"! TWEENAGE BOYS SPEAKING BAD FRENCH! THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
"So do you like your school? Do you like school?" "Uh...when it rains, I am sad."
Enough of that.
Oh, that's messed up:
Why do blondes have square boobs?
Because they forget to take the tissues out of the box.
That's not okay. True, I'm not blonde, but hey. I was reading these politically incorrect blonde jokes and they weren't funny, they were just about orgasms and stuff. It was like, "Okay, I get it, apparently all blondes are slutty."
Has anyone else had melted cheesecake? Very disgusting. At least, the cake part is okay, but the cream cheese on top is all gloopy and stuff and it tasted really gross. Just saying.
ALMOST DONE WITH HARRY POTTER 4! Finally.
While playing "Miss Popularity", I kept getting "Good Enough" stuck in my head. It kind of fit the whole game premise, but the background music sounded a lot like the piano melody that I kept expecting Amy Lee to pop up and start busting her vocal cords.

She has eyeballs! It's a miracle!

So I got to poke Katie, Matt and Anita's new baby. She's very cute. She has very cute eyeballs. But she's also very frowny. Still, those eyeballs...

You Are Beef

You're big, burly, and maybe even a little stinky. And no one's going to come between you and a good steak. And you've probably never met a vegetable you like, unless fries and ketchup count.

What Kind of Meat Are You?

Hehehe, I'm beef.
I swear, "Lacrymosa" is like the most amazing song I've ever heard. I'm not really that into classical music, but I do like a good symphony now and then and "Lacrymosa" + guitar riffs + drums + Amy Lee = AMAZING. So pretty.
I like White Stripes now. I'm going to buy "Icky Thump" one of these days. But this month I need all my money for Harry Potter, and then next month it's "Miss Popularity" (you know it), and then maybe I'll buy "Icky Thump". But they played "Icky Thump" on the radio and I was like, "Wow." Jack White is amazing. Meg's okay, but she doesn't play guitar like that, yo.

FAILURE

AAAAAAAAAAGH I'M A FAILURE!
I tried to write a trail journal and it really sucked. Maybe because Amy Lee did end up coming.
Duck: I broke my leg.
Amber: How did that happen?
Emily: Seriously.
Murtagh: *staring moodily off into space*
Amy Lee: HOOOOOOOOOO CAAAAN YOU SEEEEEEEE INTO MY EYES LIKE OPEN DOOOOOOORS?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH it was horrible.
I deleted it.
SO ASHAMED.
And I created this intricate dice rolling process to calculate events along the way, but then both Emily and I broke our legs, then Emily drowned, and Amy Lee kept getting lost, so it didn't really work.
It would be so much easier if I had Oregon Trail.
Don't give up, it's not the end. According to Stellar Kart.
SOMEONE LOVES YOU, EVEN WHEN YOU DON'T THINK SO, DON'T YOU KNOW, YOU GOT ME AND JESUS.
I'm still sick.
And Quizilla ain't workin properly.
I wanna make cookies really bad.
BUT NO. Not until FRIDAY, because we're having our family reunion picnic on Saturday, the 30th (no clue why), and I could bring them as a dessert.
We better leave earlier than 1:00 this year, because last year I got too late to help with making ice cream, and my grandpa let my 8th cousin 4 times removed or whatever make it and then she was all licking the spoon and I wanted to slap her.
I think her sandals got washed away by the tide. Hahahaha.

Grits, dummy

WOOOOOT my ipod is BALLIN!
I found some mp3 bling and it's shiny, so I puts it on my ipod.
I might've overdone it a bit. And it doesn't even look good. But hopefully I'll be able to take all this stuff off. The blue butterflies are getting to me. BUT IT'S SO SHINY!
My mom was more worried than I was. Like my ipod would be forever tormented by butterflies and rhinestones.
Speaking of nightmares, I got REALLY SICK (okay, so I've got a cold), but last night I couldn't sleep because Amy Lee and a closet of Lacrymosas kept me awake (I finally listened to "The Open Door" and was creeped out.)
Also, that album was a little disappointing. Need I point out THEY'RE NOT A CHRISTIAN BAND. I don't care if they found her at a Christian camp, she obviously doesn't care. And pluggedin was not helpful, as per usual. So there's this song that hints at sexual activity (ooer), and Bob doesn't care. But nihilism and not being upbeat are bad and should not be allowed in music. Hello, Bob, WHAT ABOUT "LOSE CONTROL"? ARE YOU NOT LISTENING TO THIS SONG? And then, Amy says "God" in a nonreligious or even, "Hello, God," sense, and he's like, "Oh, that's okay, because we're not sure if she's praying or not." I would think not, Bob. Also, "Good Enough" is supposed to be about her husband, but it makes her husband sound like a player, perv, and rapist. Either that, or she has no self respect/judgement. So if Josh were ever hungry for, I don't know, heart or something, she'd take hers out and lay it bleeding in his hand. Huh. How...nice, Amy.
But I listened to it a second time and, while creepy, it's pretty good and I might buy it sometime (my copy was from the library; in surprisingly good condition, as the library maims their CDs and DVDs).
I need to see if either of my Murtagh stories have been updated. And now I REALLY want to write one of my own.
I'm writing a trail journal. And Amy Lee's not allowed to come anymore.
Only, I don't have Oregon Trail anymores, so I have to probably copy the exact events of another one. Hope no one notices. But Murtagh is coming, and Amber and Emily, and probably someone else, like Ben Matlock or something.
I officially hate Nirvana. They annoy the crap out of me.

Therapy helpful? Who woulda thought?

So the L. Frank Baum book is being put to good use. I get to rant all I want about J-14's 15 hottest guys of the summer (Dylan and Cole Sprouse? Corbin Bleu? THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!!!) and the stupid play of doom.
"Oh, so he's one of THOSE boys."
Hm.
Good book: "True Confessions of a Hollywood Starlet". I liked it. Now I'm reading the sequel, which isn't as good so far.
"Glory" is a dumb movie. And there's a lot of cussing (even in the edited version), and my teacher was like, "Oh, that's because he's Irish." !!!!!! It was funny. "He just said the F-woid." "That's okay, he's Irish." SO WRONG!
Denzel and Morgan Freeman get into a black fight. I like Denzel better with hair. They didn't have to say n---a so many times for the message to sink in.
Dylan's trying to set me up with someone who not only has a girlfriend, but also uses the n-word a lot.
I'm sure it's fine if he's black (he is, and because of our country's double standards, it is), but I wouldn't be comfortable with it.
But hello. GIRLFRIEND!
Aaaaaaand other things.
Curse self righteouness.
I need that stupid book more than ever. IT'S DE JA VU ALL OVER AGAIN! ALL WE KNOW IS FALLING! SAVE THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN! JOIN THE ARMY!
-_-
I sure wish this wasn't happening.
The stupid fuzzy dreams that were NICE a while back? Oh yeah. They're back. Full force. I'm sooo screwed.
BACK, FUZZIES!
Maybe it's convenient that I'm mostly staying at home this summer. Well, and summer school. AND Creation. AND Cispus.
Cispus is looking up, people are recognizing me, there's a good bunch of stereotypical hallmark movie/disney channel teamwork going on; IT'S ALL GOOD.
Except for various things that I probably need therapy for.
Such as...all my teachers are psycho now that it's end of the year. We had to do an ASSIGNMENT today in science. Aren't grades supposed to be in by now? And then there's band. Why can't we just turn in all the music and have a rearranging party like Mr. Villiers had us do? Answer: This isn't Mr. Villiers, suckas. It's Mr. Faxon. And we do this his way.
BUT I WANT A REARRANGING PARTY!
Too bad!
Oh man. I'm talking to myself through blogger. Someone kill me now.
Oh, and Ne-Yo's a man slut. I will never have a pop culture role model that is a...well, role model.
I just thought about it, and most of my role models are male. Except for Amy Lee. :)

What's this, what's this, there's white stuff in the air?

Wow. I was comforted to sleep by weird thoughts. Not necessarily dirty, perverted, or sexual thoughts, just...weird.
*sigh* I guess it's coming round again.
Puberty sucks.
Annoying that I should feel this way NOW.
Interesting I haven't gone into my odd "stalker" mode like I did so often last year. I mean, this drop dead gorgeous guy suddenly appears, I think he's cute, and I don't obsess?
I guess this is progress.
I have definitely matured since...
....
....
January?
I think I'm so mature now...come September, my friend...
Maybe it's just January that I get a maturity boost.
Or maybe I don't get any at all. :(
Weird thoughts. Oddly comforting, very NICE thoughts. Still weird.
Amy Lee got married recently. :)
I am kind of obsessing over Murtagh/Garrett Hedlund. And the fact that he is actually blonde. Looked up pictures of Patroclus during computer study hall.
Sad...
Only I'm not all giggly like I normally would/used to be.
Hm...
Could be because I'm hormonal.
Yay, Amy Lee. I found this really good picture of her in Campus Life. Must cut out.
She's kind of short.
COOLEST SITE EVER!!! Totally putting this in links. It's a necessity. WHY DOES THE WALRUS WANT HIS BUCKET? WHAT IS CATURDAY? LUKE, I AM YOUR...PUG!

This is creepy...

There must be something wrong with this.

You Are Amy Lee!

Gothy, expressive, woman-in-pain Who looks good in a corset "When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears"

Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?

I didn't think I was anything like Amy Lee...
YESSSSSSSSSSS!

AMY LEE AND MURTAGH

I LOVE AMY LEE AND MURTAGH! Well, not like that...except for Murtagh.
Murtagh: *shooting people sexily* I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE QUICKLY!
Eragon: Uh, sure.
Cameramen: *leave with him*
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANT MURTAGH!
Basketball was cool today. I had an adrenaline rush third quarter. That is my best quarter. It was also the only quarter I played, and even then not for that long, but I respect coach and I was glad she didn't put me in for longer, because I only played 2 minutes and I was so TIRED after stabbing the other players with my bony elbows. Sucka...
I hate History Day. I hate it SO MUCH. The theme was "Triumph and Tragedy", so I assumed doing something on BALTO would be an easy topic. NOT. I guess it's my fault, it's due tomorrow and I saved it all for the last day, but still, I got a BUNCH of pictures and information, but they're in black and white because the CPU TEACHER wOULDN'T FREAKING PRINT THEM FOR ME WHEN I ASKED HER TO, SO I DIDN'T WAIT FOR HER CUZ SHE'S STUPID, and the toner was bad, so they SUCK, and I ran out of R's so it says "The Serum Un". What the heck is an UN????????? And I had to write my process paper and I can't find the stupid thirty pages of my bibliography. DANG IT. and this is all due TOMORROW.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh boy.
But I'm almost done...Kind of.
I have everything typed up and stuff...
I just need to put it on my board.
Come on, print, print, print...
The board looks cool, though, it's white, with light blue letters. Aaaaaand that's all I have on it.
Dang, there was too much paper. I hate this thing, it's like 80 years old.
Man, I have to do this all right now but I LIKE sitting here and being a menace to society. And I don't want to watch STUPID american idol because it's so LAME and "Grease: You're the One That I Want" is better.
Why is Max so adorable? WHY? He's incredibly HOT for a geeky looking slacker. He better win. Then I would pay MY OWN money and NOT mooch off my mother to go see him perform...in tight pants.
Ew...I just fantasized about someone in tight pants.
HOW WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!
Yet a total turnon?

I'm sorry...

....BUT CAN YOU SAY DRAMA!????/
OMGEEEEEEEEEZ, I'm still sick. *cough cough* *cough* Sorry, I feel another one coming on. *cough*
And I've been up for like 5.5 hours and all I've done is listen to my ipod (now with 277 songs on it!) and do sudoku. Not even kidding.
And I was just thinking of random things and they were REALLY HILARIOUS!
From some story on Quizilla: CARSON???? NO! I loved you and you never called me!
From "Princess and the Pauper": [Erika] What's wrong, Wolfy? Are you sick? Something in your throat? Wait a minute...are you trying to...MEOW? [Wolfy] MmmmmWOOF!
From real life/South Carolina: Here I am! LBLBLBLBLBLBLB!
HAHAHAHAHA! I must be high on...something. I only had a bowl of cereal like four hours ago? I don't know.
Dumdedumdedum.
Wonder who wants to write a trail journal with me, hum...
Who should come, I wonder?
how bout...MURTAGH AND AMY LEE!!!!
Is it okay for someone to be your role model just for being pretty?
It doesn't seem right...
but I don't care, because she's ALSO a good singer.
AAAAAAAAAGH i found a DRESS!!!!
IT'S BLACK! AND FORMAL! AND I DON'T LOOK LIKE A SLUT!
YESSSSSSSS!
Hm. *looks at deodorant* It says "Little Black Dress approved". MY DEODORANT IS LITTLE BLACK DRESS APPROVED.

We're Marley and Marley

AAAAAAAAAH, ISN'T SHE ADORABLE? He? She? I don't know. I love him. Her. It.

According to the Dog Breed Quiz, we should have a Toy Poodle or a Bichon Frise. I WANT A PUG!

Okay, there was this pug in South Carolina and we couldn't tell if it was named Molly or Marly because her owner had this heavy Southern accent.

And there's this one scene in "A Muppet Christmas Carol" where Statler and Waldorf are both Scrooge's dead partners, Marley and Marley. Soooo, I give you.

We're Marly and Molly.

LBLBLBLBLBLBLB.

I want to adopt her and take her home.

FINALLY, I can listen to Evanescence!!!! And Dizmas! and the Barbie movie soundtrack collection!!!!! Did I just say that out loud????

I'm thinking about writing another trail journal. Who should come, who should come...

AMY LEE AND MURTAGH, OF COURSE!

I'm still sick with a fever of 101.6?

I guess that means no practice tomorrow.

Dang.