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Sunday, June 08, 2003
ew, wait. i'm writingn in the wrong blog.
CLICK HERE FOR THE RIGHT BLOG.
blogger was down for like, ever. what a bitch.
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
yeah. just leave.
au revoir.
adios.
good bye
i will no longer be updating this one so shoo.
this blog was being retarted so i made a new blog.
pleaseandthankyou.blogspot.com
sam adcock just printed out 30 copies of her information... thats what happens when you're a reckless printing maniac.
create an account at ardvark.com (notice they spell it wrong.)
i'm in global studies.
Tuesday, June 03, 2003
wow. thats big.
My draggy!
Get one!
yeah. and look at me now. i can't even get up from my chair. i think i need help.
i've written over 100 entires today. maybe i should cut down on the blogging.
i think i have a problem with that.
why haven't i gotten up yet?
i'm going to bed now.
lol. that was so random.
its 10:35 on a tuesday night, and an intersection in watertown, NY is completly empty...
my screen is looking lopsided. maybe i need sleep
no one ims me on my cell anymore. people don't love me.
i'm 93% addicted to AIM. how addicted are you?
wow. that survey was special
1.. What is the time right now? 10:00
2.. Name: suzie hunter
3.. Nicknames: french toast, soozles,
4.. What are you wearing right now: pajamas
6.. Where do you live: media pa
7.. Sex: female
8.. Single or taken: pffft. like anyone loves me...
9.. Righty or lefty: righty
10.. Hair color: blonde
11.. Eye color: crap brown
12.. Do you have a boyfriend / girlfriend: nope
13.. Will you send this to your crush: its a blog posting
FOR GIRLS TO FILL OUT ABOUT GUYS (for girls only)
1.. Boxers or briefs: thats not really a concern of mine
2.. Long or short hair: duh. short.
3.. Dark or blonde hair: dosen't matter.
4.. Tall or short: tall
5.. Six pack: sure, why not.
6.. Muscular arms: sure, why not.
7.. Good or bad guy: what?
8.. Hat or no hat: no hat
9.. Ears pierced or not: ew, no.
10. Dimples: dosen't matter
11. Studly or cutie: cutie
12. Dark or light eyes: light, or maybe dark? dosen't matter.
13. Fat or thin: thin
14. Jewelry or none: none
15. Curly or straight hair: dosen't matter
16.. Indoor or outdoors: both
17.. Shy or outgoing: i don't know. you tell me.
ON GIRLS FOR GUYS TO FILL OUT (for guys only!)
1.. Regular underwear or G string:
2.. Painted nails or not:
3.. Bra or sports bra:
4.. Cute n' mysterious or wild n' sexy:
5.. Dressy or casual:
6.. Dark or blonde hair:
7.. Long or short hair:
8.. Dark or light eyes:
9.. Long or short nails:
10.. Hat or no hat:
11.. Good or bad girl:
12.. Fat or thin:
3.. Hair up or down:
14.. Jewelry or none:
15.. Tall or short:
16.. Curly or straight hair:
17.. Pants or dress:
18.. Tan or fair:
19.. Freckles or none:
20.. Indoor or outdoor:
21.. Shy or outgoing:
FOR EVERYONE TO FILL OUT:
1.. Would you date someone just for his or her looks: yeah. i'm shallow. but hey, anything can happen.
2. Chocolate or white milk: chocolate. OH YEAH!
3. Root beer or coke: root beer. coke grosses me out.
4.. Mud or jello wrestling: i hate jello. i'll go with the mud.
5. skiing or boarding: skiiing
6.. Day or night: dosen't matter. i'm always awake anyway.
7.. Summer or winter: summer.
8.. Cake or pie: both. i like food.
9.. Silver or gold: silver
10.. Sunset or sunrise: neither. i have a short attention spand. but if i must, a sunset.
11.. Have you ever fractured/broken/sprained a bone?: yes. my pinky.
12.. Do you have any piercings: yes, ears
13.. What's your favorite color(s): all of them. colors are pretty.
14.. Do you hate anyone: oh yeah.. don't even get me started
15.. What do you dream about: struggling...
16.. Do you have a crush on someone right now: duh!
17. Who's the loudest: me. i'd honestly say me. but besides me, i'd say jenna
18. Who's the quietest friend: hillary
19.. Who do you tell your dreams to: whoever i feel like telling
20. What shampoo do you use at da moment : that fruit stuff in the bright green bottle (like i'd know the name! pfft!)
21. How many T.Vs in your house: 11
22. Who is the last person you called: jenna
23.. Where do you want to get married: somewhere sunny... maybe outdoors. if not in a big church.
24.. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be: oh god. theres so much. but one thing? err. i'll get back to you. 25.. Favorite number: 600,013,721
26.. Favorite boys names: i dunno!
27.. Favorite girls name: brooke, dawn, ashley, christina (not to be confused with christifa LOL)
28.. Have you ever gone skinny dipping: yes, in the bathtub, WITH MY RUBBER DUCKY!! (lol jenna!!!!!!). but real skinny dipping? no.
29.. Been in love: nope.
30.. How many people are you sending this too: i dunno. how many people go to my blog?
31.. Who do you think will send it back: stupid question.
32.. What is the last film you saw at the cinema: lizzie mcguire movie... may 2
33.. What do you have for breakfast in the morning: energy bar, vanilla nutrition shake.
34.. Do you like filling these things out: why do you think i'm filling it out in the first place?
35.. What is the time now: 10:16
i found this survey on sarah's dead journal. on number 17, i was listed as the loudest. yeah, i definatly am.
wow. i never thought i'd ever add a simple website to my list of fears.
i went to dawson's website today. he takes it way too seriously. its scary. i'm afraid to leave posts.
PuNkRocKer41988: i had a giant lollipop once. it died
PuNkRocKer41988: i didnt suddenly turn into a retard
PuNkRocKer41988: it was progressive
PuNkRocKer41988: LIKE THE AUTO INSURENCE
PuNkRocKer41988: i ride the short bus
PuNkRocKer41988: and i breathe air
PuNkRocKer41988: the end.
i'm going to take a shower now. isn't that useful information?
"no. i'm not a stalker" ~me
oo. i never told you about my school day today. well, nothing really happened in french. or chorus. or math. or lunch. global studies i wrote in my blog. after that a bunch of people in my class decided that it would be funny to tip all of the desks over. well, i went over to start picking them up becuase it was incredibly immature and they're all like "suzie, stop being a jackass". the abelson turns around and goes "ok, no ones leaving until all of those desks are picked up" and then everyone goes "suzie did it". i'm like WHAT THE??!! but she didn't beleive their crap... i don't know why she would, but oh well. so then i go to science. nothing. then i had gym. wow. gym was fun. see, doyle wasn't there so we had a choice to go upstairs and walk around the track for the whole period or play kickball. i dunno why, but all except 2 freshman and 8 sophmores were walking... err. slackers. i was one of the few who stayed and played kickball. it was amazing. i was the only person to make a homerun on my team. go me. haha. and i almost got someone out too, except i slipped and fell flat on my butt. it was amazing. then i had language arts. we're watching romeo and juliet. we have to write a 5 paragraph paper on it. knowing me i'll go for the extra credt and write 10 paragraphs, just because its that easy. and we took this self graded test... i got another 100. everyone got this one question wrong except me.... thats only becuase i have common sense. haha. so yeah. then i had international club. sara was being a tyrant. i hate her.
i hate my hair. it was such crap today. no softness whatsoever. it sucked.
do you know how much it hurts to know that there is absolutly no chance??? to knw that no matter hwo hard you wish that your dream can never come true?? it hurts so much, beyond words.
jenna's new sn is HoLlAbAcKwOWoO28. i'm sorry, do i know her?
KELLAYKELLAY: once agian, we are the cool, funny, mysterious types. LOL
i wish some people would just grow up. no, not some. alot.
god. 7th graders annoy the crap out of me.
i'm so sick of liars.
when you have something to say to someone, say it to their face.
i'm so sick of so many people treating me like i have no feelings... there are so many people. i hate you all.
i hate my life so much. i wish someone would kill me.
no, but i won't cry. i'm tired of being a baby.
now that i'm home alone i can cry now. i need a good cry.
where ever you are, whatever you maybe doing, I will be here for you.
i hate people. all people. all of them. every single person on this earth has a reason for me to hate them.
i don'y like when people just randomly say they hate me. i've had enough of people saying that today.
right off the bat she beleives someone else that i was on her sn. and i wasn't. right away. she dosen't even ask me if it was me before she says she hates me
ok, and to top off my bad day, jen is being a bitch.
i can't blame the whole being unloved thing on the chain letters. i have to take responsability for my own ugliness.
i am emotionally unstable right now and at any moment i could burst out in to tears.
Yo mama is so fat that her driver's license says, "Picture continued on other side."
omg... i'm serious. that must be why i'm unloved. god. i hate chain letters. i hope they all die.
see, i never send those things, but see, maybe thats why no one loves me. AHHHHHH. who would know that chain letters could actually curse me?? this sucks majorly.
"something good willl happen 2 u at 2:25 tomorow get ready 4 the biggest shock of your life..
....whoever breaks this chain letter will be cursed with relationsihhp problems 4 the next 10 years tomorow is national kiss day if you send 15 ppl this in 15 min your crush will kiss you no pass back"
don't you hate chain letters?
¸_./'\._¸¸.·¤**¤·.¸.·¤**¤·.
*·. .·.·¸..·¤ SuZiE.·¤**¤·
/.·*·.\ ¸..·¤**¤·.,.·¤**¤·
qui t'a achete les chienes??
my parents hate me. aren't i lucky?
i'm hungry, yet i haven't gotten up to get food yet. what is wrong with me?
yeah, thats right sara. CRY ABOUT IT!
she's a bitch.
i hate sara papamarcos.
maybe when the kids are chasing me i should throw tacos at them... that would be funny.
when i grow up, instead of having my own ice cream truck, i'll have a taco truck. little kids will chase it thinking that they'll get ice cream, but they won't, will they? no. its all about tacos. tacos all the way. YAY!
actually, just any food. i'm starving.
i'm in the mood for a chimichanga.
i have 10 minutes.
i really need to do my science homework. now.
wow, that was the best one yet.
#375: I think the best Thanksgiving I ever had was the one where we didn't even have a turkey. Mom and Dad sat us kids down and explained that business hadn't been good at Dad's store, so we couldn't afford a turkey. We had vegetables and bread and pie, and it was just fine. Later I went into Mom and Dad's bedroom to thank them, and I caught them eating a little turkey. I guess that wasn't really the best Thanksgiving.
#357: I guess if I was starving to death I would eat a god. But not a collie, because I don't like the taste of a collie.
you love those random quotes.
#99: Children need encouragement. So if a kid gets an answer right, tell him it was a lucky guess. That way, he develops a good, lucky feeling.
#285: Instead of a trap door, what about an area of the floor that just shoots up real quick and smashes the guy against the ceiling?
#139: Whether they live in an igloo or a grass shack or a mud hut, people around the world all want the same thing: a better house!
#284: Probably the saddest thing you'll ever see is a mosquito sucking on a mummy. Forget it, little friend.
#342: Later, they were tied to the bumper of a car and dragged around the block, as onlookers shrieked with delight. But one old man, who had a banjo, just shook his head and walked away. The crowd noticed this and set him on fire
#371: When you're dying, a funny gag would be to act like you see an angel, then pretend like you're having sex with it.
#450: The way I see it, kids need exercise more than they need ice cream. So when I worked as an ice cream man, driving an ice cream truck, I would try to drive fast enough that the kid wouldn't catch me, but not so fast that he'd give up right away. Some kids will chase you for eight or nine blocks.
#1: It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man.
#200: Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know anybody: First, take out the garbage. Then go around and collect any extra garbage that people might have, like a crumpled-up napkin, and take that out too. Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy garbage guy.
#293: Many people don't realize that playing dead can help not only with bears, but also at important business meetings.
and i only have 20 minutes to do it.
i need the SCIENCE HOMEWORK
i found a quiz on aids.
i need to find someone in this class who has santelli.
i can't find my science homework. this sucks major ass.
i'm wearing a pink skirt and my massive flip flops today. they make me taller than sara papamarcos. go me!!
did you know that aids came from people having sex with their children?? not monkeys, children. thats just gross.
i just need more global studies h/ws.
today i was feeling incredibly stressed out about all of that work i have to make up. but now its alot better. all i have to do to get all of my math work made up is to give sarah a list of assignments and then give her 20 bucks. and i'm giving andrea 10 bucks to do my science project for me. wow. life is sweet.
global studies. ha. go me.
Monday, June 02, 2003
its late(ish). i gotta go. toodles.
i have about 2 weeks worth of g.s. homework lined up for 7 bucks. i need more. more homework. must. not. fail. global studies....
andrea is going to do my science project for me. what a great kid
andrea is going to save my life.
i love sara's profile
BeAcH bAyBeE 457: if i cud live inside the radio and listen all da, i would
cheryl is still special
i'm so unloved. somebody shoot me.
i've been overcome by this incredible feeling of BOREDOM. come on people, talk to me!
yeah. so maybe i should go to sleep.
i took a shower at 7. its 930 and my hair is still wet. this is very sad.
don't you hate how when you're wating for something time seems to move slower??? i hate that. DAMNIT JENNA! CALL!!
i hate when people take stuff way too seriously. i mean, come one. live a little!!
the only thing i hate more than people in general is ..........
i hate people.
i feel bad for all of my friends. they have to deal with me on a daily basis.
andrea is the biggest short bus kid i know... or should i say "short kids bus"?
wow. cheryl is special.
cheryl is making me listen to the camel toe song.
yay!!! i finnally got the guestbook postings that laurel left!! it only took 2 hours!! yay!!!
yeah. so she's calling again... like i'm going to pick up.
yeah, so jenna was being a bitch. so i blocked her.
i just hung up on jenna. she was making fun of me.
mariah carey's movie wasn't bad. it was terrible.
i'm on the phone with jenna
"Andrea...your ass wiggles"
"My ass does NOT wiggle! It fashionably sways!"
~Andrea and Sarah, 6/02/03
Auto response from FuzzzyFeet: your voice, it chased away all the sanity in me...
SuzieFromSweden: yeah. i know
SuzieFromSweden: stop listening to the chorus cd then
and my blog went into a coma so those last 2 posts were 15 minutes late.
wait, since when am i a plural item? um, i don't think so!
i have 4 minutes until my deep-conditioning is done... and i ran out of things to do, so i'm all like, yeah, lets write in the blog....
blog went into a coma again...
you bitch!
but now my blog dosen't want to update.
i'm so happy blog is back.
oh, yeah, and the clock on the ims are an hour behind. so just ignore that minor flaw.
blog was in a coma for quite a while... i was nervous. i'm glad it pulled through. well, i used laurel as my temporary blog. it was fun...
SuzieFromSweden (4:35:36 PM): AHHHHH
SuzieFromSweden (4:35:39 PM): i think my blog died
FuzzzyFeet (4:36:22 PM): i bet i killed it by reloading it too many times.
FuzzzyFeet (4:36:22 PM): lol
SuzieFromSweden (4:36:33 PM): LAUREL KILLED MY BLOG
FuzzzyFeet (4:36:41 PM): YUS!
SuzieFromSweden (4:36:48 PM): >:o
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:01 PM): no. i'm serious. i think you did
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:06 PM): go to blogger.com
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:10 PM): is it working?
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:16 PM): blogger.com is not working
FuzzzyFeet (4:37:22 PM): nope
FuzzzyFeet (4:37:23 PM): bloggers down
FuzzzyFeet (4:37:23 PM): lol
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:31 PM): OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:39 PM): well, thats better
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:42 PM): is in a coma
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:44 PM): *its
SuzieFromSweden (4:38:03 PM): well, you are going to be my temporary blog until it comes back up
FuzzzyFeet (4:38:27 PM): oh god.
SuzieFromSweden (4:38:36 PM): well, blogger is down. laurel is my temporary blog.
FuzzzyFeet (4:38:42 PM): *falls to knees dramaticly* WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
SuzieFromSweden (4:38:46 PM): LOL
SuzieFromSweden (4:38:57 PM): laurel dosen't like the honor of being my blog. that bitch
FuzzzyFeet (4:39:05 PM): YES! STUPID BITCH!
SuzieFromSweden (4:39:55 PM): i'm on the phone jenna. aka jen. she changed her name
FuzzzyFeet (4:40:01 PM): so i read
SuzieFromSweden (4:40:24 PM): jen is at hershe park and she didn't get me anything. that bitch.
FuzzzyFeet (4:40:38 PM): EW! BITCH!
SuzieFromSweden (4:40:41 PM): and now i can't even write in my blog. my blog is a bitch too.
FuzzzyFeet (4:40:52 PM): stupid bitch!
SuzieFromSweden (4:40:58 PM): and my blog never made side comments... laurel just can't shut up, can she?
SuzieFromSweden (4:40:59 PM): LOL!!!!!!!!!!1
SuzieFromSweden (4:41:32 PM): HAHA... my temporary blog probably wants to do my science project for me for 20 dollars
FuzzzyFeet (4:41:35 PM): lol!!!!
FuzzzyFeet (4:41:40 PM): hell no.
SuzieFromSweden (4:41:46 PM): how about 30?
FuzzzyFeet (4:41:52 PM): how bout no
SuzieFromSweden (4:41:56 PM): 40?
FuzzzyFeet (4:42:08 PM): make it 100 and you got yourself a deal.
SuzieFromSweden (4:42:51 PM): well, blog, i have to put my foot down this time.. stand up to laurel and say 50 DAMNIT!
SuzieFromSweden (4:44:31 PM): i think that laurel/blog is going to have to kill me now.
SuzieFromSweden (4:44:37 PM): KELLAYKELLAY (4:36:56 PM): !yeH
SuzieFromSweden (4:37:26 PM): !yeH
KELLAYKELLAY (4:43:44 PM): !pu tuhS
SuzieFromSweden (4:44:02 PM): !uoy oN
SuzieFromSweden (4:44:41 PM): that was for the blog
FuzzzyFeet (4:45:12 PM): DIE
SuzieFromSweden (4:45:38 PM): its 5:44 (i think) and blogger is still down. that stupid bitch. nnow laurel is going to kill me. well blog, its been nice knowing you.
SuzieFromSweden (4:45:58 PM): we've had some good times
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:01 PM): and some laughs
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:07 PM): and some deaths
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:11 PM): but its my time now to move on....
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:19 PM): to bigger and "better" things
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:26 PM): and in my last will...
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:32 PM): i will leave laurel
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:52 PM): BLOGGER WORKS
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:52 PM): GO
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:52 PM): UPDATE
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:53 PM): GO
FuzzzyFeet (4:46:54 PM): NOW
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:55 PM): absolutly positivly nothing
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:57 PM): LOL
SuzieFromSweden (4:46:58 PM): YAY
SuzieFromSweden (4:47:10 PM): Microsoft OLE DB Provider for ODBC Drivers error '80004005'
[Microsoft][ODBC SQL Server Driver][TCP/IP Sockets]General network error. Check your network documentation.
//global.asa, line 15
SuzieFromSweden (4:47:19 PM): ITS NOT WORKING FOR ME
FuzzzyFeet (4:47:22 PM): HAHA THAT SUCKS!
SuzieFromSweden (4:47:29 PM): SHUT UP
SuzieFromSweden (4:48:00 PM): YES IT IS BACK
FuzzzyFeet (4:48:18 PM): YESSSSSSSSSSS
i found the most amazing comic ever.
i so like italian better.
dur merde.
i went to the mall today with nora. i bought a pizza and these massive flip flops. they are so amazingly large. i love them.
KELLAYKELLAY: mon merde... c'est verte
i would like to thank suzie for all of her coffee. lol
LaLaLaurel whispered at 11:01 AM
FINNALLY!! ALL OF THAT COFFEE PAID OFF!!!
jenna: whats he doing to my leg?
suzie: i think he likes you, maureen.
my away message was "i went out. ill be back later. i want lots and lots of messages." and i got 135 messages from 5 people. i love you. lol thank you. that made my day. thats right. lisa, charlie, suzie, steve, and ato. yay!!
LaLaLaurel whispered at 3:08 PM
103 of those messages were mine. GO ME!!!
i'm going to the mall after school so i can buy these really cute shoes.
the laptop is magnetic...
i don't like global studies... we shouldn't dwell in the past, we should look forward to a brighter future.
yeah, so my french teacher is psycotic. she's all like "the island my parents came from had interbreeding". that explains so much.
don't think of it at killing the campers, think of it as feeding the bear.
i'm in global studies. i should be researching aids in africa, but i'm not. go me.
yup. thats my bus... gotta go!!!!!
shit. i think i hear my bus coming
good morning.
Sunday, June 01, 2003
why do so many people hate me??
poison ivy itches like the devil.
Chinchilla008: with u 2 its so confusing
sooo true.
never forget yesterday
but always live for today
cause you never know what
tomorrow can bring
Or what it can take away
i'm a talentless heartless ugly self absorbed bitch who deserves to die... and hopefully will... very soon.
every day the sun rises and sets. with every sunrise, its a new day, and theres hope that maybe my dream will come true. but with every sunset, i realize that theres no way that dream could ever come true.
today is a bad day becuase there are people who decide to make your day miserable by treating you as if you're nothing... and like you're not worth even the slightest thought... or a moment of their time. thats what i hate most about this world. the people like that.
bad day.
no words can describe how much i hate children.
goodnight everyone!! see you in the morning!! then i get to babysit psycotic russian kids who speak their own made up language! aren't i lucky??? i'm starting to think that i'm the luckiest person alive!! *twitch* :-\
..........NOW!!!
............
ok. i'm getting up.....
then why haven't i stood up yet??
thats it. i'm going to bed right now.
merda.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME/!>!?!?!?!
definatly still sitting.
nope. not up.
nope... still not up.
ok, i still haven't gotten up from my chair yet. what the hell is wrong with me?
its 5:30 am in england. i just thought you should know that.
i've officially decided that i'm going to sleep now... nothing (except for food) will stop me from that.
#85: If you ever discover that what you're seeing is a play within a play, just slow down, take a deep breath, and hold on for the ride of your life.
#359: You might think that the favorite plant of the porcupine is the cactus, but it's thinking like that that has almost ruined this country.
#194: Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out it, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that's like a regular window.
#144: If I was being executed by injection, I'd clean up my cell real neat. Then, when they came to get me, I'd say, "Injection? I thought you said 'inspection.'" They'd probably feel real bad, and maybe I could get out of it.
#113: Whenever someone asks me to define love, I usually think for a minute, then I spin around and pin the guy's arm behind his back. Now who's asking the questions?
i'm sleepy. i'm going upstairs.
ok, its 2:30. why am i still awake?
#337: We're all afraid of something. Take my little nephew, for instance. He's afraid of skeletons. He thinks they live in closets and under beds, and at night they come out to get you when you're asleep. And what am I afraid of? Now, I'm afraid of skeletons.
#441: In all the time I was growing up, I only saw Dad cry two times. After the first time, I didn't say anything. But after the second time I left a note on his dresser that said "See a psychiatrist." I don't know if he ever did, but at least I didn't see him cry again.
#27: I wish a robot would get elected President. That way, when he came to town, we could all take a shot at him and not feel too bad.
#419: We asked Dad if we could have a trampoline, but he said no, that they were too dangerous and too expensive. But then we went and talked to the trampoline salesman at the store, and he said they weren't too expensive or dangerous. I think I'm still sorta mad at Dad for lying to us like that.
#60: You know what would make a good story? Something about a clown who makes people happy, but inside he's real sad. Also, he has severe diarrhea.
i need more calamine lotion. i hate poison ivy.
#231: You know what would be the most terrifying thing that could ever happen to a flea? Getting caught inside a watch somehow. You don't even care, do you.
the lights keep dimming and getting brighter at my house... either the power is going to go out or i really need some sleep...
#20: I guess of all my uncles, I liked Uncle Cave Man the best. We called him Uncle Cave Man because he lived in a cave and because sometimes he'd eat one of us. Later on we found out he was a bear.
#422: I'll never forget the time my friend Stew went skydiving. Boy, what a mistake that was! First of all, his parachute didn't open. Second, we didn't have the right address, so before we got there we got lost and went driving all around for almost an hour. And third, when we finally did get there, Stew tried to back out and we had to talk him into going.
#389: I remember I was hammering on a fence in the backyard when Dad approached. He was carrying a letter or something in his hand, and he looked worried. I continued to hammer as he came toward me. "Son," he said, "why are you hammering on that fence? It already has plenty of nails in it." "Oh, I'm not using nails," I replied. "I'm just hammering." With that, I returned to my hammering. Dad asked me to stop hammering, as he had some news. I did stop hammering, but first I got a couple more hammers in, and this seemed to make Dad mad. "I said, stop hammering!" he yelled. I think he felt bad for yelling at me, especially since it looked like he had bad news. "Look," he said, "you can hammer later, but first-" Well, I didn't even wait to hear the rest. As soon as I heard "You can hammer," that's what I started doing. Hammering away, happy as an old hammer dog. Dad tried to physically stop me from hammering by inserting a small log of some sort between my hammer and the fence. But I just kept on hammering, 'cause that's the way I am when I get that hammer going. Then, he just grabbed my arm and made me stop. "I'm afraid I have some news for you," he said. I swear, what I did next was not hammering. I was just letting the hammer swing lazily at arm's length, and maybe it tapped the fence once or twice, but that's all. That apparently didn't make any difference whatsoever to Dad, because he just grabbed my hammer out of my hand and flung it across the field. And when I saw my hammer flying helplessly through the air like that, I just couldn't take it. I burst out crying, I admit it. And I ran to the house, as fast as my legs could take me. "Son, come back!" yelled Dad. "What about your hammer?!" But I could not have cared less about hammering at that point. I ran into the house and flung myself onto my bed, pounding the bed with my fists. I pounded and pounded, until finally, behind me, I heard a voice. "As long as you're pounding, why not use this?" I turned, and it was Dad, holding a brand-new solid-gold hammer. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and ran to Dad's outstretched arms. But suddenly, he jumped out of the way, and I went sailing through the second-story window behind him. Whenever I hear about a kid getting in trouble with drugs, I like to tell him this story.
#287: When I think of all the arguments Marta and I have had, I realize how silly most of them were. And it makes me wonder why she wanted to argue over such stupid things. I think I'll go ask her.
#415: When I gave the bellboy his tip, he just sort of snarled at me. So I gave him some more money, but he just kept snarling. More money, more snarling. Finally I realized, Hey, you're not the bellboy, this is a robbery! I asked him anyway if he would carry my bag, but he wouldn't.
#258: You know what makes good hair for a snowman? Real hair. Don't ask me why, but it works.
#119: I don't think God put me on this planet to judge others. I think he put me on this planet to gather specimens and take them back to my home planet.
#372: Probably one of the main problems with owning a robot is when you want him to go out in the snow to get the paper, he doesn't want to go because it's so cold, so you have to get out your whip and start whipping him, and the kids start crying, and oh why did I ever get this stupid robot?
#52: I bet the main reason the police keep people away from a plane crash is they don't want anybody walking in and lying down in the crash stuff, then when somebody comes up act like they just woke up and go, "What was that?!"
#93: What is it that makes a complete stranger dive into an icy river to save a solid gold baby? Maybe we'll never know.
#134: If there was a big gardening convention, and you got up and gave a speech in favor of fast-motion gardening, I bet you would get booed right off the stage. They're just not ready.
#322: The king threw back his head and laughed. He enjoyed a good laugh, and so did his wife, the queen. When she saw the king laughing she let out a big laugh too. In fact, she laughed so hard she broke her throne. This made them both laugh harder. Then they got serious when they remembered they had the plague. "The plague," said the king, but the way he said it made them both burst out laughing again.
#202: If you're a cowboy, and you're dragging a guy behind your horse, I bet it would really make you mad if you looked back and the guy was reading a magazine.
#256: I think a good product would be "Baby Duck Hat." It's a fake baby duck, which you strap on top of your head. Then you go swimming underwater until you find a mommy duck and her babies, and you join them. Then, all of a sudden, you stand up out of the water and roar like Godzilla. Man, those ducks really take off! Also, Baby Duck Hat is good for parties.
#460: I remember the first time I ever went to the museum and saw the mummy. At first I was afraid of it. So, to get over my fear, I started pointing at the mummy and doing a funny little dance. But then I couldn't stop doing the dance. Something made me dance faster and faster until finally I fell on the floor. Even then I couldn't stop doing the dance. I flailed about helplessly, yelling some weird Egyptian words! Then I think I passed out, from hitting my head on the marble floor. Now, I'm happy to say, I'm no longer afraid of the mummy, mainly because I don't go there anymore.
#248: I think there probably should be a rule that if you're talking about how many loaves of bread a bullet will go through, it's understood that you mean lengthwise loaves. Otherwise it makes no sense.
#56: Too bad there's not such a thing as a golden skunk, because you'd probably be proud to be sprayed by one.
#292: For me, the worst thing about having King Kong walk down your street is that kids could look up and see the giant genitalia.
#356: Here's a tip: If you ever decide to take apart a bird's nest, to see how it's made, first make sure it's not somebody's basket they got in South America.
#396: The smell of Aunt Lucy's pies would make me come a-runnin'. But the sight of Aunt Lucy's face would make me run away.
#463: I'm not sure it's good to think back to my childhood memories, because I end up feeling happy and sad at the same time, and that gives me a weird "neutral" feeling.
#182: If you're traveling in a time machine, and you're eating corn on the cob, I don't think it's going to affect things one way or the other. But here's the point I'm trying to make: Corn on the cob is good, isn't it.
#257: I wish I had a dollar for every time I spent a dollar, because then, yahoo!, I'd have all my money back.
#388: Grandpa used to describe the size of everything in terms of a calf. For instance, if he was describing a large dog, he would say it was "about as big as a calf." Or about a car, he would say it "could seat four calves comfortably." (Oh, that was another thing: how many calves could ride in something.) One time he was talking about a calf he had, and I asked him how big it was. He said it was "about three-quarters as big as a calf." Sometimes Grandpa would tell time by calves. If you asked him how long something would take, he'd say, "About as long as it takes a calf to drive over here."
#344: If you're being chased by an angry bull, and then you notice you're also being chased by a swarm of bees, it doesn't really change things. Just keep on running.
thats a good one.. hahah....
#115: If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid seeing yourself in the mirror, because I bet that's what really throws you into a panic.
#100: If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because, man, they're gone.
#132: If you go through a lot of hammers each month, I don't think it necessarily means you're a hard worker. It may just mean that you have a lot to learn about proper hammer maintenance.
#125: Something tells me that the first mousetrap wasn't designed to catch mice at all, but to protect little cheese "gems" from burglars.
#252: One thing a computer can do that most humans can't is be sealed up in a cardboard box and sit in a warehouse.
#98: Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself. Mankind. Basically, it's made up of two separate works-"mank" and "ind." What do these words mean? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind.
#336: My friend Don is such a loser. But if he was here right now, he'd say I was the loser. No, Don, you're the loser. But if he was here, he'd say I was the loser. No way, Don, you're the loser.
#406: I think the things you remember most are the little things, like that little space guy I kept tied up down in the basement. That little guy was only about five inches tall! He used to beg me to untie his rope, but I knew he'd just run away if I did. I think the cat finally got him, but the cat had little burn marks on him, from where the space guy shot him with his little gun, before his ammo ran out. I remember things like that.
i'm fun? never a dull moment?? wow. i've never gotten that one before.
I'm a Rainbow Paint Brush
I'm wild, bubbly, but most importantly, fun!
With me, there's never a dull moment!
whoops. i was supposed to wallsit for sarah yesterday. uh oh.
thank god they invented clear calamine lotion.
its 12:30, and my parents just decided now to go out... yay. i get to babysit.
i got my voice back!!
jack handey is not my hero. kellay is.
KELLAYKELLAY: i swear, sometimes I feel like i'm on the Real World Pennslyvania or something
yeah, so i'm going to be a copycat and make a guestbook like laurels
Saturday, May 31, 2003
just like everyone else.
my phone hates me.
i'm playing blackjack on my phone.
odio la mia vita.
KELLAYKELLAY: hola
KELLAYKELLAY: *gasp*
scusi prego il mio italiano che terribile usising un traduttore maledetto.
particolarmente quando non avete mai conoscere che cosa deve come essere il centro di attenzione ed allora di voi dei someones finnally venga a contatto di qualcuno che pensiero siate stati la persona più piacevole nel mondo ed allora li ignorano che sono come sapete che theres qualcosa male con voi.
nessuno ama me. vita è terribile, non è esso?
*cough* KELLAY
i want to meet a swedish person.
who you smoking bee-hutch?
yeah, so in case you haven't noticed i've been going through my old AIM logs... lol. some good stuff in here.
Dancer4life2188 (3:41:56 PM): HOLA CHICA
cellomab (3:42:51 PM): You speak french silly
Auto response from Dancer4Life2188 (10:42:14 AM): i can't whistle!!!! i'm serious!!! and im not coming back untill i know how!!
and the strange thing is, i didn't actually come back unitl i learned how... hah!! go me!!
DaNcEr4LiFe 2188 (7:58:39 PM): im going to be ms abelson 4 halloween......
buckleberry2 (7:58:59 PM): LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yes... i remember that... good times, good times...
Dancer4life2188 (9:17:29 PM): and she's rubbing it into me that i didn't get the part
Luv4Jesus2000 (9:17:30 PM): so punch her
Dancer4life2188 (9:17:33 PM): i would
Dancer4life2188 (9:17:37 PM): but she's fat
Dancer4life2188 (9:17:40 PM): i mean FAT
Luv4Jesus2000 (9:17:41 PM): steal her lunch money
Luv4Jesus2000 (9:17:43 PM): shell starve
Luv4Jesus2000 (9:17:44 PM): and die
Wow. i am speechless.... aim logs are fun to look through.
jack handey is SO my idol
who here actually knew that i have a disowned side of the family!!! and that if my grandfather comes within 50 feet of me i get to call the police?? am i cool or what?
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the stuff you find on search engines....
KELLAYKELLAY: i want to rip his fingernails out.
SuzieFromSweden: LOL
KELLAYKELLAY: .....slowly.
oh, russ is going down.
click here to download my prank calls
yeah, so me and jenna had loads of fun prank calling people... this time we were beleivable telemarketers... it was amazing.
no boo!
jenna, stop saying boo. you're annoying me.
i'm doing this report on aids in africa. i found this website about the kids who have been orphaned because their parents died from aids. its so sad. these kids lie in the streets unclothed and unloved. they want one thing, and that one thing is to go to school. its so sad. they have absolutly nothing in the world.
ginirosaru: once i found a chalk board in someones lawn
SuZieFromSweden: wow
ginirosaru: yeah
ginirosaru: it was at a yardsale
ginirosaru: and i was like "hm..chalkboard"
ginirosaru: then i drew a smiley face and walked away
ginirosaru: ..cept i got yelled at
ginirosaru: cuz the chalkboard had prices on it. heh i didnt know!!
ginirosaru: i didnt think the letters and numbers actually MEANT anything
ginirosaru: i gave them a quarter to make it better and ran away
i hate bugs. all of them. every single one of them.
Tina (my west coast buddy!) is my hero.
KELLAYKELLAY: HOLA
Auto response from SuZieFromSweden: Hi. Now you say something.
KELLAYKELLAY: NEVER
KELLAYKELLAY: shit. i said something.
KELLAYKELLAY: DAMN YOU SUZIE
Auroras Cloak (3:31:48 PM): blog it up baby
random quote from my aim logs...
PuNkRocKer41988: oh well...yeah then i guess i ride the short bus...heh...cuz im pretty darn stupid
SuZieFromSweden: LOL!!
SuZieFromSweden: andrea, the first step to solvign a problem is admitting it
SuZieFromSweden: and now we'll work on counting
SuZieFromSweden: 1
SuZieFromSweden: 2
SuZieFromSweden: 3
SuZieFromSweden: 4
SuZieFromSweden: 5
SuZieFromSweden: 6
SuZieFromSweden: am i moving to fast for you?
PuNkRocKer41988: 7
PuNkRocKer41988: 11
PuNkRocKer41988: 711!!!
PuNkRocKer41988: hehehe
SuZieFromSweden: oh wow
SuZieFromSweden: this is going to take a while
andrea is my short-bus hero again.... (lol, sorry laurel. she beat you.)
those 2 quotes from 2-3 entries ago were from cheryl's profile.
SuZieFromSweden: oh, yeah. andrea is a short bus kid
PuNkRocKer41988: what the hell is a short bus kid?!!?!
nevermind... andrea is a TRUE short bus kid.... LOL!!!!!!!!!
PuNkRocKer41988: yeah im really frickin sick...101 fever..and im getting random bruises all over me. hehe...i missed like thirty tests today. but i can make them up
PuNkRocKer41988: was the abelson test hard?
SuZieFromSweden: thirty test... interesting how theres only SEVEN periods... oh yeah andrea. you can count
SuZieFromSweden: you're just a coutning machine
SuZieFromSweden: you're special
SuZieFromSweden: like kids on the short bus
SuZieFromSweden: no, abelson's test wasn't hard...
SuZieFromSweden: they're never hard
PuNkRocKer41988: hehe yeah well shuddup i had 4.25 tests or...something...during each class. i think that abelson's tests can get mighty difficult
SuZieFromSweden: abelsons tests?
SuZieFromSweden: you're kidding, right?
PuNkRocKer41988: no...im just stupid, remember?
SuZieFromSweden: LOL
SuZieFromSweden: oh, yeah. andrea is a short bus kid
haha!! andrea is my hero!!!
sometimes we have to hurt in order to grow
fail in order to know
sometimes our vision is only clear
when our face is washed with tears
All you can do is smile
and move on with your day.
Hold you tears back
and pretend that your okay.
yeah, so i got to babysit. rich kids. they overpay. i love it. it was supposed to go until 3am, but they came home at 11:30..... err. i could spend my money, but the rich jackasses have been giving me checks lately.... errrrrrrrrr.
Friday, May 30, 2003
i hate my life.
so many people have been ignoring me today...
jen was comparing me to that mom is "about a boy". she was ugly and unmarried. and psycotic.... jen says that will be me, minus the kid.... errrrrr.... i'm so unloved....
yeah, so jenna and i were watching "about a boy" but i had to leave becuase i got a last minute babysitting job... its a really good movie (so far).
i'm going over jen(na)'s house... yeah, in case you were wondering, jen changed her name to jenna... lol. um, go jen!! yeah, so i'm gonna motor... toodles!
yeah. and then i came home and wrote in my blog. the end.
and then i had language arts. we're reading romeo and juliet. my class reads so slow, so i ususally read ahead at my own pace... but then i finished it so i had nothing to do. it sucked.
and then in global studies i had a test... it took me forever tho because i don't feel well (and plus there was constant noise in my class... i couldn't handle it). so i came back during study hall and finished it.
and in math we had a test... and i was sick so it took me forever... and i only had 10 minutes to eat lunch. i had a stromboli.... yummmmmm!
oh, and then we sang to megan in chorus. she cried.... it was adorable. and i saw hero... SHE'S LEAVING!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!! she's all grown up now...
i went into school late today so i could get my extra 2 hours of sleep (and miss french class). i got there 4 minutes before the period ended... i was walking down the hall right in front of my french class when the bell rang. sarah came oout and said "omg!!" aparently the teacher called on me to read something when i wasn't even there... she's always making me read stuff outloud... she's evil. she always picks on me to read the dialouges in the book, or to read some newspaper article, or anything else retarded she can find...
THE SENIORS ARE LEAVING!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! :'(
Thursday, May 29, 2003
CR2032
i'm going to bed now... i don't feel well.
i have to go to chorus tommarow... we're singing that song for megan. i don't want to miss the confused look on her face becuase she won't know what the hell we're singing... i wouldn't miss that for the world....
i hate being sick...
i went shopping today with nora. i bought a skirt and a slice of pizza... it was good pizza... and the skirt was nice too...
i haven't done my french project yet.... i won't go to class tommarow
and i still have a fever
i have a nasty cough.
dawson got a 3rd member!! yay!!!!!
message to jen :
whether she is or she isn't, she's still your friend and friends should stick up for eachother.... thats what friends are supposed to do... its her time of need. be there for her.
laurel so told jen off....
SuZieFromSweden: *cough BITCH cough*
JaYiEn13: cough suzie will never get married cough
JaYiEn13: haaaaaaaaa
JaYiEn13: u married
JaYiEn13: haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
SuZieFromSweden: SHUT UP
SuZieFromSweden: YOU'RE SO MEAN
SuZieFromSweden: I'LL LOVE IT WHEN YOU DIE UNMARRIED
JaYiEn13: o i wont but u will
ouch.... JEN IS A BITCH!!! lol
FuzzzyFeet: i can see you getting married.
FuzzzyFeet: soon.
FuzzzyFeet: and getting pregnant
FuzzzyFeet: and screwing up your life
FuzzzyFeet: YOU STUPID TRAMP!
i have a fever...
me: when i grow up i'm going to torture my kids and make them speak french
jen: haha... everyone hates the french
me: oh no!! what if i marry someone who speaks spanish??
jen: HAHA!! like you'd ever get married....
me: haha, yeah
jen: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! THAT IS SO FUNNY!!! YOU, GETTING MARRIED!! HAHAHAHA!!!
me: haha... yeah, funny... haha...
jen: HAHAHA!!1 COULD YOU IMAGINE YOU, MARRIED!! THAT IS SO FUNNY!! AHHAHAHAHAHAH!!
me: haha...
jen: HAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: ok, it wasn't that funny...
i'm going to tom jones with my family.... err. this should be fun.
nora is my brother from another mother.
Arianrods Castle: so much for standing by me and the moon and crap
JENNAYJENNAYW: una tajada de queso por favor!
jen is my hero!!!
everytime you talk to me
i always wish that this will be the time
when you tell me what i've been dying to hear from you
for all of my life...
but it never happens, does it?
damnit... bell just rang... i want to kill the bell
this internet is so slow. i want to kill it.
yeah, so studyhall is almost over... i want to kill this keyboard for being remarkably uncoroperative during this excruciating day of mine... i just want to go shopping, thats all... that should make it all better.
i think i have poison ivy... thats discusting...
and do you know why no one goes to my blog??? becuase no one gives a crap about me...
because no one goes to my blog....
even though no one would sign it.
yeah, so i want a guestbook.
and no one gives a crap
as you can see, i'm having a bad day
actually, i'll leave one person the collection of all of my diaries... but you'll just have to find out who gets it after i die... which probably won't be for a while becuase thats just how unlucky i am...
the truth is people, i'm not leaving anything to anyone when i die...
the only reason anyone would care is to see what i left them....
i don't think anyone would...
would anyone even care if i actually died??
someone please go out and find a gun... and then shoot me with it....
I HATE MY LIFE
why does my social life have to be so stressful? why can't everyone just not be anorexic and slutty and just be friends?? whatever happened to good-old-fashioned friends??? friends who aren't drugged up and not laughing at things that shouldn't be laughed at???
but i'm in study hall... theres no one to talk to...
i need to talk to someone....
yeah, so i'm really stressed out right now...
yeah, so i'm going to be completly open with my public.... i have a problem... i'm worried about one of my friends... we'll call her angella.... angella is really starting to scare me... i think she's on drugs... see, she met this guy. we'll call him harry. harry hangs does/ hangs out with people who do drugs... and since angella will do anything for a guy now i think she's doing drugs... she's been acting like, completly out of it lately... and see, one of my friends (we'll call her joyce) has these friends (we'll call them robert and maria). robert and maria are going out.... robert got maria pregnant.... maria is in a mental hospital because she went crazy... well, maria is off of the medication now and now she's saying that she wants to keep the baby... and she says that if she can't keep the baby then she'll kill herself... joyce told angella about this and angella started histerical laughing... it wasn't funny at all... not one bit... and she's always acting like she's completly out of it... i'm not just pretend worried, i'm really worried... i mean, angella used to be normal... now she's anorexic and now aparently taking birth controll pills.... she never used to be like this (this= anorexic, drugged up and a SLUT) but now she is... i thought of WHY on earth she would do this and now i think i know why:
angella's sister (we'll call her bethany) is kinda like that... lets just say "she puts out"... angella has this weird idea that people like bethany more so she must have decided to change... and i think she's anorexic now because her dad is a bastard and kept calling her fat, when she really wasn't fat at all... so, yeah, i'm really worried about "angella"... ERRR!! I NEED SOME HELP!!
yeah, so i'm in study hall... damn i left alot of quoets from last night... i have no life... where do you think i can find one?
yeah, so i'm in study hall... damn i left alot of quoets from last night... i have no life... where do you think i can find one?
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
If you were a pirate, you know what would be the one thing that would really make you mad? Treasure chests with no handles. How the hell are you supposed to carry it?!
"Sometimes when I feel like killing someone, I do a little trick to calm myself down. I'll go over to the person's house and ring the doorbell. When the person comes to the door, I'm gone, but you know what I've left on the porch? A jack-o'-lantern with a knife in the side of its head with a note that says "You." After that, I usually feel a lot better, and no harm done. "
"If you're a horse, and someone gets on you, and falls off, and then gets right back on you, I think you should buck him off right away. "
"If you ever fall off the Sears Tower, just go real limp, because maybe you'll look like a dummy and people will try to catch you because, hey, free dummy. "
"I wouldn't be surprised if someday some fishermen caught a big shark and cut it open, and there inside was a whole person. Then they cut the person open, and in him is a little baby shark. And in the baby shark there isn't a person, because it would be too small. But there's a little doll or something, like a Johnny Combat little toy guy - something like that. "
"If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mister Brave Man, I guess I am a coward. "
"Once, when I got lost in the woods, I was afraid that eventually I might have to eat Tippy. But finally I found my way home, and I was able to put Tippy back in the refrigerator with my other sandwiches. "
"To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody asks, "Hey, can you give me a hand?" you can say, "Sorry, got these sacks." "
"When I pick up a handful of sand at the beach and let it dribble through my fingers, I think, Man, this is not a very good vacation. "
"Normally I'm not one to believe in little green men from Mars. But one night, as I was driving home from a party, I caught something in my headlights I still can't explain. It had weird, catlike eyes and only stood about a foot tall. It was covered with grayish fur, and walked on all fours, like a cat. It had a tail, which if I had to describe in terms of something here on Earth was, in a way, like a cat's. Also, it was carrying a ray gun in its mouth. It was either a ray gun or a mouse. "
"My parents used to abandon me a lot as a child. In the morning, they'd take me to my school and then abandon me there, until school got out. Then at night, after they tucked me in bed, they'd abandon me and go to sleep in their own bedroom. Sometimes they'd let me sleep with them in their room, but if I started playing my guitar they'd take me back to my bedroom and abandon me again. Once, they abandoned me for a whole week, at my grandparents' house. "
"One year Dad decided he was going to take us on a "surprise vacation." We wouldn't know where we were going until we got there. We were all real excited when we piled into the station wagon early one morning. We went about five blocks, then we got in an accident at a four-way stop. I guess it was a pretty good surprise, but why did we need all that camping gear? "
"When you go ice-skating, try not to swing your arms too much, because that really annoys me. "
One weird thing that happened to me was one time I was in a plane that was landing and I suddenly stood up and yelled, "The plane's going to crash! The plane's going to crash!" The stewardess told me to sit down and be quiet, so I did. The plane landed okay, but as we were all going to get our bags, I started yelling, "Our bags aren't going to be there! They're not gonna be there!" But they were, even Strappy. So I rented one of those metal carts to put your bags on, and guess that happened? I crashed into another guy's cart. So that's pretty weird, isn't it?
"Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights, even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're talking to. Then, on the way out, slam the door. "
One thing about my aunt Nadie: she was gruff on the outside, but if you ever needed something, like a spanking or a scolding, she'd give it to you.
I think in one of my previous lives I was a mighty king, because I like people to do what I say.
When I was about ten years old, we set up a lemonade stand on the sidewalk in front of our house. But we didn't sell many glasses, and after a few hours, we took it down. I think that was the first time I realized that the world doesn't give a damn about you or anything you do.
that is sooo true!!! :)
"He was a cowboy, mister, and he loved the land. He loved it so much he made a woman out of dirt and married her. But when he kissed her, she disintegrated. Later, at the funeral, when the preacher said "Dust to dust," some people laughed, and the cowboy shot them. At his hanging, he told the others, "I'll be waiting for you in heaven - with a gun." "
"Whenever you see a bunch of Italian guys talking Italian, just go up to them and start talking fake Italian. They may not understand you exactly, but at least everyone will get a nice warm "Italian" feeling. "
"I wonder why the crows seemed to be calling my name, thought Caw."
"I remember one night I was walking past Mom and Dad's room when I heard them talking about how they might not have enough money to pay their bills that month. I knew what I had to do. I went and got my piggy bank and buried it in the backyard, where they couldn't get their mitts on it."
"When he was a little boy, he had always wanted to be an acrobat. It looked like so much fun, spinning through the air, flipping, landing on other people's shoulders. Little did he know that when he finally did become an acrobat, it would seem so boring. Years later, after he finally quit, he found out he hadn't been working as an acrobat after all. He had just been a street weirdo. "
"When I went for my first job interview, I guess I was pretty confident, because I told the guy who was interviewing me he was fired. I didn't get the job, but that isn't what bothered me. What bothered me was I found out a few months later that that guy was still working there. Hey, man, I fired you! "
"The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face. "
"I think there is more wisdom in a single drop of rain than there is in all the books in all the libraries of the world. Wait, not rain. Super-concentrated brain juice. "
"As I felt the soft cool mud squish between my toes, I thought, Man, these are not very good shoes! "
"Whenever I start thinking that I am not living up to my potential, I remind myself of the old farmer and his fight to the death with the insane pig. It's an exciting story, and it takes my mind off all this "potential" business. "
"You know how to paint a room real fast? Just put paint rollers on your feet and somehow figure out how to skate up the walls and across the ceiling. "
"I remember how, in college, I got that part-time job as a circus clown, and how the children would laugh and laugh at me. I vowed, then and there, that I would get revenge. "
"Life is a constant battle between the heart and the brain. But guess who wins. The skeleton. "
"If you go flying back through time, and you see somebody else flying forward into the future, it's probably best to avoid eye contact. "
"When I think of some of the things that have been done in the name of science, I have to cringe. No, wait, not science, vandalism. And not cringe, laugh. "
"Broken promises don't upset me. I just think, why did they believe me?"
"I hope I never do anything to bring shame on myself, my family or my other family."
yeah, so i'm making these buttons and my computer's freezing... this is NOT a good match...
so there were these kids playing in my backyard... i didn't know who they were or why they were in my yard because my sisters weren't home... so i go up to them and they look at me and they say "who are you??" and i say "listen, i don't mean to sound rude or anything, but who are you kids and why are you playing in my yard?".... then they ran away...
hola... wow. i feel like bitching at the blog, but then people might actually read this for once and i'll get in trouble for talking about "friends" behind their backs, so i'm just gonna keep it at this....
I HATE MY LIFE!!!
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
but how do i get back upstairs with out mom noticing me??? uh oh... this should be fun...
yeah, well, i'm definatly going to sleep now...
One Thanksgiving my parents did something I don't know if I can ever forgive them for. We were eating our turkey dinner when suddenly I realized I hadn't seen my pet turkey all day. "Where's Mister Gobble?" I asked. Dad seemed confused. "Mister Gobble?" "Yes," I said. "My turkey. The one I picked out at the supermarket, and then after he thawed out I made him do a funny little turkey dance. Mister Gobble." Dad's silence said it all. We were eating Mister Gobble! I ran crying from the table and locked myself in my room. Later, Dad knocked on the door and said he had some dessert for me. When I opened the door, I couldn't believe it. It was a slice of Pumpkie, my pet pie!
Aunt Lucy always used to win first prize at the county fair for her apple pie. It wasn't a real county fair - that's just what they called it at the mental home where she lived. And it wasn't a real apple pie either. Usually it was a ball of dough with tongue depressors and pieces of gum sticking out of it. Still, she won.
yeah, so its kinda late... i should probably go to bed.
It makes me mad when I go to all the trouble of having Marta cook up about a hundred drumsticks, then the guy at Marineland says, "You can't throw chicken to the dolphins. They eat fish." Sure they eat fish, if that's all you give them. Man, wise up.
Sometimes the beauty of the world is so overwhelming, I just want to throw back my head and gargle. Just gargle and gargle, and I don't care who hears me, because I am beautiful.
I think the most beautiful sunset I ever saw was on page 4 and 5 of The Book of Sunsets.
i'm thinking maybe i should go to sleep...
At summer camp one night it was my turn to tell a ghost story around the campfire. I started to tell this story about a murderer who has a hook for a hand, but then I saw that one of the kids sitting there had a hook instead of a hand. When I saw that, I let out a big scream and went running for my tent, as fast as my little legs could take me.
I remember the time I asked Grandpa what he did in the war. At first he didn't say anything. Then he pulled a frozen T-bone steak from under his shirt. "I stole this," he said. "No," I said, "not the store, the war." He showed me a red mark on his stomach and said he was wounded, but I think it was from the T-bone.
Laurie got offended that I used the word "puke." But to me, that's what her dinner tasted like.
"I'll take that little one, way in the back," I said. "That little collie mix?" said the animal shelter guy. "No," I said, "the other one behind him." "The gray terrier?" he said. "He's gray," I said, "but way in the back, in the corner." "You mean the water faucet?" he said. I realized then it was a water faucet, but I didn't want to look like a jerk, so I said, "Yeah, that's the one I want." It ended up costing me almost five hundred dollars to get that faucet removed. But you know, I've still got that faucet, and I wouldn't trade it for any dog in the world.
The wise man can pick up a grain of sand and envision a whole universe. But the stupid man will just lay down on some seaweed and roll around until he's completely draped in it. Then he'll stand up and go, "Hey, I'm Vine Man."
I'd like to see a guy tap-dancing so fast his legs actually broke, because it would finally establish a "tap barrier," and we could move on from there.
Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead. No, wait. Not me, you.
Instead of half-mast, maybe you could fly a flag at three-quarter-mast for a guy who's in a coma. Then, if he gets worse, the flag gets lower, or if he gets better, it starts to move up, so you can just look at the flag and see how he's doing.
If you saw two guys named Hambone and Flippy, which one would you think liked dolphins the most? I'd say Flippy, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong though. It's Hambone.
I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.
that is the best one yet...
"Like jewels in a crown, the precious stones glittered in the queen's round metal hat."
"When I told Dad I wanted a kite he said, "Okay, but instead of buying a kite, let's make one." So we did. Then, about a month later, we also made me a bicycle, but it blew away."
The weirdest thing about going to the store and seeing a jar of pickles with your picture on it is not that your picture is on the jar. It's that the store manager won't give you the pickles for free, and doesn't even think the picture looks like you.
that was the most amazing one yet...
i'm loving these random quotes to death!!
"I'll never forget the time I got caught stealing watermelons from old Mr. Barnslow's watermelon patch. I was with my friend Bobby. We were giggling so hard I thought I'd wet my pants! At first we tried to steal two watermelons each, but they were too heavy and we dropped them, and that made us laugh even harder. Finally, we each picked out a good one, and we were just about to sneak back through the fence when we heard a low, deep voice behind us. "Just where do you think you're going with those watermelons?" I gulped and turned around. It was old Mr. Barnslow, pointing his shotgun at us. Bobby dropped his watermelon, then pulled out the .38 revolver he kept in his waist, turned, and fired. But the turning must have thrown off his aim, because the shot only hit Mr. Barnslow in the thigh. Mr. Barnslow immediately fired both barrels at Bobby. One blast of buckshot missed entirely, but the other tore into Bobby's shoulder. He tried to fire back, but his shoulder was so torn up he couldn't raise his arm. Just as he was trying to switch to his left hand, Mr. Barnslow ran up and cracked him across the face with the butt of his shotgun. Bobby fell to the ground in a heap. Mr. Barnslow raised the butt of his gun to finish him off, but just then Bobby pulled out his hunting knife and plunged it into the farmer's big white belly. After that, I don't think I stole watermelons for at least a year. "
"If you want to be the popular one at a party, here a good thing to do: Go up to some people who are talking and laughing and say, "Well, technically that's illegal." It might fit in with that somebody just said. And even if it doesn't, so what, I hate this stupid party. "
"I'll never forget my first true love. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. From her dark, raven hair to her slender, yellow, scaly feet, she was all woman. She loved corn, and could eat it all day with her hard, yellowish lips. "Caw!" she would yell, as a joke, then flap her arms with delight. One day, she was sitting on a fence, and some guy shot her."
yeah, well, i'm going to get it the shower, and then i'm going to finish this cd that my sister needs...
just when you think that maybe its turning around for the better, it goes back to being worse....
_ yeah, in modo da io essere and per scriv un entrata in italiano italian appena per vist se gente occorr tempo per tradur esso... yeah, in modo da io essere and per di voi circa che cosa io odi circa mio vita... nessuno mai un schiacciamento me... quel hurts... mai... mai... not neppure indietro giorno quando io essere dentro come, asilo... io essere ugly ragazza con gran vetro... e perfino ora, io essere ugly ragazza, solo mio vetro essere piccolo... e quando somethings male, nessun cura... non livell mio proprio madre chied me che cosa essere errato... yeah, che succhi, dosen't esso?? lol...
please excuse my not-so-perfect italian...
yeah, so i'm ok now... its all good... actually, i lied, but oh well!!
SLPA!!
yes, well, aparently my pet rock is dating.... LOL KELLAY!!
SuZieFromSweden: hello
SuZieFromSweden: (note the english)
KELLAYKELLAY: (noted)
i hate fish...
Jen: hows it hanging?
guy: hard and stiff
HAHA !! jen!!
el griffondo: screw milk...got inspiration?
KELLAYKELLAY: i tried on some pants from last year...OH GOD.
KELLAYKELLAY: and they're all like "were going to cut off the circulation to your butt"
KELLAYKELLAY: and im like "you wouldn't dare"
KELLAYKELLAY: and they're all like "WATCH ME"
KELLAYKELLAY: and yea.
KELLAYKELLAY: and im all like "AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
KELLAYKELLAY: "GET OFF MY BUTT!"
KELLAYKELLAY: and theyre all "NEVER!"
KELLAYKELLAY: and they throw me on the floor and try to swallow my butt, and im like "HELP!" but my pleas are ignored
SuZieFromSweden: LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO
KELLAYKELLAY: shut up. it was tramatizing for both me and my butt.
SuZieFromSweden: how about global studies?
FuzzzyFeet: not till wednesday
SuZieFromSweden: tommarow is wednsday
FuzzzyFeet: damnit.
HAHA!! go laurel!!!!!!!
KELLAYKELLAY: perhaps they should go out for a martini or something?
SuZieFromSweden: martini on the rocks...
KELLAYKELLAY: i dunno
SuZieFromSweden: lol!
KELLAYKELLAY: same time, i guess
SuZieFromSweden: thankyou fountain of information
KELLAYKELLAY: your welcome, information devouring machine.
i'm sorry for making you cry
i'm sorry for bringing those tears to your eyes
i'm sorry for making you
so blue.
i feel as if i've crushed your spirits
oh please let me heal it
i can dry those tears
if you let me...
yeah, so my blog is decided to be retarded...err.
how hard is it to see what you're doing to me?
its so simple even i can see.
how long will it take you to figure it out?
to learn what all of this nonsence is about?
err. i'm cold...
my heart's as heavy as lead
with all of these thoughts going through my head
i might as well be dead
because i'm dead without you...
swedish FEEEESH!
hey, blog, how about you update, ok?
yeah, so i added these links to some other blogs on the side pannel, but they don't want to show up... screw you blogger!!
yes, i got into an argument with my pants this morning...
yeah, so anyway, this morning after i last updated my blog, i was going to wear these jeans, but they were all like, "hey, guess what? we're not going to fit over your butt" and i was alll like "pfft! fine... be that way you stupid bitch..."
SuZieFromSweden: baci la mia estremità
KELLAYKELLAY: Im not talking to you now
SuZieFromSweden: [kiss my buss]
SuZieFromSweden: **butt
i am the typo MASTAH!!
Auto response from HeatherBlue27: YO HI I AM TRYING TO GO TO SLEEP OK SO LEAVE A MASSAGE AFTER THE BEEP OK ~HEATHER~
SuZieFromSweden: a massage?
SuZieFromSweden: um, ok...
yeah, well, i'm gonna get ready for school now... i have an hour... lol. toodles!!!
baci la mia estremità
yeah, so anyway, i'm really tired... you would be 2 if you got no sleep.... i like my sleep, ya know?... but obviously it dosen't like me....
now!
yeah, so i'm thinking tylenol would be good right about....
yeah, so i'm in alot of pain right now... my ear hurts so much... last night i didn't get any sleep.... i couldn't fall alseep until 1:30, and then i just kept waking up cause the damn humidifier wouldn't shut up.... i wanted to kill it. finally at 5am i unplugged it... so what if my ear won't get better? i want my sleep!! yeah, so i couldn't go back to sleep so i gave up and came down here.
Monday, May 26, 2003
FuzzzyFeet (9:00:59 PM): that totally made my day
check it out. i totally made laurels day!!
it really is fun to annoy kelli
SuZieFromSweden: MERDA DURA
SuZieFromSweden: dosen't it soudn like some kind of pasta?
AskTheAngels79: YEAH1
SuZieFromSweden: well, it means tough shit
SuZieFromSweden: LOL
AskTheAngels79: lol
SuZieFromSweden: ewwwwwwwwwwwwww
AskTheAngels79: ?
SuZieFromSweden: well you said tough shit sounds like a type of pasta
SuZieFromSweden: thats kinda gross
AskTheAngels79: ewwww
SuZieFromSweden: but hey, whatever floats your boat
AskTheAngels79: i had tough shit and tomato garlic sauce for dinner.
SuZieFromSweden: i'll be supportive of your new eating habbits
AskTheAngels79: tif!
yeah, in modo da io hanno deciso scrivere appena un'entrata in italiano in modo da la gente otterrebbe infastidita perché non conosceranno che cosa sto dicendo haha. che popolate il puzzo!! li odio tutti!! ciò è grande. nessuno penseranno per entrare in questo in un traduttore per calcolare verso l'esterno che cosa sto dicendo.... yeah, in modo da sono andare giusto essere casuale ora. AMO Il BRODO Del POLLO! realmente mi sono trovato bene ma l'OH! yeah, in modo da la gente otterrà infastidito questo e mai non verrà al mio website ancora, ma dal pozzo dell'OH... se non lo gradite, merda dura. merda dura. ché senso divertente dire "tough shit "... LOL. che quello suona così divertente! oo. vado me che sto parlando italiano! forse un giorno dovrei realmente imparare parlare italiano che ho sempre ho desiderato parlare italiano ora sono giusto per mezzo di un traduttore. vado me!! ciò è probabilmente realmente annoying che voi tipi di destra ora sono realmente spiacente sentirgli quello, ma l'affare del pozzo dell'OH con. yeah, in modo da io stanno andando arrestare questa assurdità multilingue.... arrivederci!
for all of the people out there who really do speak spanish, please excuse my poor grammar... i take french.
This is a shoutout to kellAY
Kellay es diversión a torturar... si ella tiene gusto de ella o no.
KELLAYKELLAY: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
SuZieFromSweden: el oh cerró para arriba
KELLAYKELLAY: DEAR GOD STOP IT
SuZieFromSweden: ¿qué? ¿usted no puede manejar mis habilidades multilingües?
KELLAYKELLAY: sigh.
SuZieFromSweden: el oh, lo aspira para arriba y utiliza un traductor
its fun to torture kelli....
haha.... babelfish translater makes jen very angry!!
SuZieFromSweden: hola
JaYiEn13: hiz
SuZieFromSweden: yo tengo un gato en mi pantelones
JaYiEn13: what
SuZieFromSweden: ¿debo repetir?
SuZieFromSweden: yo tengo un gato en mi pantelones
JaYiEn13: ok
SuZieFromSweden: míreme!! soy una máquina de habla hispana!!
JaYiEn13: ok
SuZieFromSweden: ¿usted no entiende una palabra que estoy diciendo, usted?
JaYiEn13: shut up
J.S. Bach, he was cool. He wrote tunes for sunday school. J.S. Bach, he's no fool. He wrote tunes for sunday school.
awww... poor jessie. she loved emily, but emily started growing up and left her under the bed... then she donated her to good will... emily is such a bitch...
toy story 2 is an amazing movie... jessie the cowgirl is my hero.
They say you only fall in love once, but it can't be true. Everytime I look at you, I fall in love all over again.
pianopek2: yo tengo un gato en mi pantelones
omg!! i made it into laurel's blog again!! that must make me extra extra special!!! (2nd time this week!!)
CR2032
yeah, so i wanted to go see michele on her first day on the job, but i couldn't get a ride to the pool... i wanna be a lifeguard one day... that would be so funny... if anything i would be the one drowning... LOL.
yeah, so my sister is wearing this customizable velcro shirt thing and on the shirt she wrote "five is my hand"....
thats so my sn....
i don't understand her....
5
i've learned how to climb up a door frame and just sit up there... its kinda funny...
heather: i ride the short bus to and fro, to and fro, to and fro.
just for the record: jen's nieghbor actually rides the short bus to school... to and fro...
A seal sleeps for only 1 and 1/2 minutes at a time.
This useless fact brought to you by the All Natural Fruit Drink Snapple. "Made from the Best Stuff on Earth".
SmarterChild: I'm chatting with 7,234 people right now! And you're not one of them because you won't pay a measly $9.99!
ew. smarterchild is a bitch... all i wanted was a translation and its all like "give me money!!!"... since when do you have to pay for smarterchild?? thats retarded....
isn't it funny how a heart is shaped like two upside-down teardrops?
AskTheAngels79: my computer is having a serious mid-life crisis breakdown.
bentes: hey, suzie, im from brazil, tell everybody a brazilian guy commented in your blog, you will be the coolest girl in the square!
that is soooo random.
yeah, so i was cleaning out my closet with my mom last night. i found my solar oven from fourth grade. i remember that solar oven... that thing made a mean bunch of cookies....
Sunday, May 25, 2003
the drugged up inspiration fairy...
high on life? no... its claratin!
yeah, so jackie is the inspiration fairy...
"Don't you just hate it when you see one of those road signs that says "Draw Bridge Ahead" and you don't have a pencil?"
"THE WORD OF THE DAY IS "LEGS." LET'S GO BACK TO MY PLACE AND SPREAD THE WORD."
yeah, so my sister and my mom are going to tom jones (ie MY FAVORITE RESTARAUNT) but i don't feel good so they're just gonna bring me back a sandwich...
SuZieFromSweden: i've never seen a guy cry... i wanna be there for the rejection
SuZieFromSweden: uh I MEAN
tallgiraffe32: LOL
SuZieFromSweden: awww... thats so sad
who knew mexican food could be so confusing?
i could wait and wait forever
and yet you still wouldn't come...
i could cry and scream as loud as i could
and you wouldn't hear me
i could love you with all of my heart
and it wouldn't be enough for you to care
tallgiraffe32: i'm computer challenged
I'd try to see things from your perspective, but i can't seem to get my head that far up my ass.
tallgiraffe32: cuase i mean...i don't know about you...but i can really screw things up sometimes...lol
SuZieFromSweden: but it could make it all better
tallgiraffe32: it could also go that way
SuZieFromSweden: i mean, my parents met on a blind date... and look how they turned out
SuZieFromSweden: they had me!
SuZieFromSweden: ok, bad example
tallgiraffe32: LOL
maybe its been killing me to watch this kind of thing go on only because its the kind of thing i want for myself....
eww. life is so complicated....
seriously, i don't know why he's afraid of a relationship... JUST ASK HER OUT!!!! jeez....
tallgiraffe32: they would be so cute together
SuZieFromSweden: OMG I KNOW!!!!!!
note the NOT USING NAMES part.
yeah, so my blog isn't updating just because it hates me...
so i'm home alone... my sister went over to my neighbor's house and my parents and other sister went out to do god knows what... so i'm home alone making cheese tortlini and vegtable soup... life just dosen't get any better *twitch*
yeah, so i have this insane urge to make a cassarole, only i don't know how to make one... so i guess i'll just make soup... from a can... yeah.
"okay yea, it's cold as hell outside.
actually, that doesn't really make sense, seeing as hell's pretty damn hot."
~ A posting from kelli's blog [diepigeonsdie.blogspot.com]
the only thing i hate more than bad dreams are the good ones.... they remind me of how much my life sucks...
SuZieFromSweden: i
SuZieFromSweden: am
SuZieFromSweden: so bored
Arianrods Castle: well you could always watch the Ring
Arianrods Castle: then you'll be scared instead
yeah, so i took jackie's quiz... i tried to get them all wrong, but i accidently got 3 right... i was on the last question so i didn't get to have my wonderful score recorded... oh yeah. go me
yeah, so people.... still hate 'em.
you know what?? i just can't stand to see two people who like eachother just going on with their life just because both of them are too afraid to ask the other one out... i just can't stand seeing that...
i found these really great earplugs that can keep me from hearing my incredibly annoying family... but guess what.... they're all too loud. i can still hear them.
yeah, so i've realized that i've never known what its liekto be the center of someone's attention.... its such a terrible feeling its not even something i can laugh at... god i hate my life SO much...
SuZieFromSweden: this is an lfz!!!
SuZieFromSweden: laugh free zone!!
SuZieFromSweden: YEAH
AskTheAngels79: WBLBC!
AskTheAngels79: (would be laughing but cant)
SuZieFromSweden: wblbc!!!!!!
i don't think i have a deep side... i'm just a really shallow person...
i have decided to go on a quest... a quest to find my deep side....
http://the-light.com/colclick.html
kelli, that link is for you.
It's hard to answer the question
"What's wrong?", when nothings right.
now i will tell you what ive done for you.. 50000 tears i cry.. screaming.. deceiving.. and bleeding for you.. and you still wont hear me..
wow. now i'm really relating to that one.
yeah, so i've changed my mind about that other program... after you install it they tell you that before you use it, you have to pay.... people are so rotten...
yeah, so i'm gonna download it and try it out just to see if i like it....
yeah, so i found this new diary program... i may want to try it out....
yeah, so i hate people. go me.
>you are such a pain
>> then why don't you sell me and buy a rabbit?
> at least the rabbit would behave better than you
>> you'd like it better than me cause it would be smarter that me
>and at least the rabbit would be quieter than you
>> and you'd like it better cause it stinks just like you
>cobra bubbles...you don't look like a social worker
>> i'm a special classification
>did you ever kill anyone?
>> we're getting off the subject now.
awww, poor lilo.... all of the little girls are making fun of her just because she dosen't have a doll to play with....
yeah, so these kids can't even be quiet during a movie.... i hate children...
yeah, so i'm checking my junk email and thers this virus attached to it... i just thought you should know that.
yeah, so my sisters invited my psyco neighbors in.... and "sit still" isn't in their vocabulary. so yeah, they're like jumping on the sofas.... and they're loudness is disturbing my retracted ear drum.... and they're all like "WE WANNA WATCH LILO AND STICH!!!!" and my sister was like "but we wanted to watch toy story." and they're like "WELL YOU HAVE TO DO WHAT WE SAY BEAUSE WE'RE THE GUESTS!!!" so i'm just sitting there and i'm like, um ok.... those kids need to be slapped...
What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?
omg... i'm so relating to that right now...
Saturday, May 24, 2003
yeah, so i'm thinking people are superficial....
this one is for jen:
SHORT BUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"DAMAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ~my psyco nieghbor
yeah, so i wanted to see how fast i could run to jens house (actually she wanted to see, but oh well) it took me 4:25 to run half a mile uphill... it was torture.... then jen decided that it would be fun to beat the crap out of my brush with a broomstick and all of the little brissle things fell off. it was funny... then we decided to make up a dance to some remix of "why not" and it reminded me of how much hilary duff can't sing. so then i went home and told this story to my blog.... the end.
yeah, so kelli is putting my taboard in her blog... so we'll kinda be sharing a tagboard... kinda weird, but oh well.
SuZieFromSweden: todles
SuZieFromSweden: *toodles
FuzzzyFeet: lol!
FuzzzyFeet: i thought that said foodles.
oh wow. sarah, you're my hero.
ginirosaru: my mom was vaccuming and i looked over and shes like rubbing up the vacuum and im like "um mom what are u doing?" and shes like "oh im rubbing it up here looking for its spot that turns it on". i just started crackin up cuz she couldnt find the on switch but it sounded SO perverted
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AskTheAngels79: BRBIGSW:
AskTheAngels79: BE RIGHT BACK IM GETTING SOME WATER
sarah has almost been online for 9 days...
SuZieFromSweden: cwa!!!!!!!
AskTheAngels79: theyre good now cwa
SuZieFromSweden: tif!!!
SuZieFromSweden: twsf!!!
AskTheAngels79: ?
SuZieFromSweden: (that was so funny!)
AskTheAngels79: LOL CWA TWSF TIF
AskTheAngels79: !!
SuZieFromSweden: twsfig2l
SuZieFromSweden: (that was so funny i'm going to laugh)
AskTheAngels79: lol
AskTheAngels79: TWSOIAGTL
SuZieFromSweden: TIF
SuZieFromSweden: FWSF
SuZieFromSweden: *TWSF
SuZieFromSweden: CWA
AskTheAngels79: WASW:
AskTheAngels79: WE ARE SO WEIRD
yeah, so anyway, i went to the doctors today... i had to make an emergency appointment because my ear was/is killing me. since it was an emergency appointment i couldn't get my regular doctor... so i was stuck with this different doctor.... yeah, so then they figured out what was wrong with my ear... my nasal drip caused pressure to build up behind my ear drum which sucked it in.... this is also known as a retracted eardrum.... and it kills... and the worst part is thers nothing you can do about it... you have to wait until it gets better.... errrrrrrrrr.
BeAcH bAyBeE 457: hears a funny joke
The king had a beautiful daughter. Everything the girl touched,would melt. No matter what, metal, wood, plastic, etc. Everything she touched would melt! Because of this, men were afraid of her and nobody would dare to marry her. One day a wizard told the king, "If your daughter touches one thing that would not melt in her hands, her symptom will be cured." The king was overjoyed. The next day, he held a competition, any man that can bring his daughter an object that would not melt, gets to marry her and inherit the king's wealth. Three young princes took up the challenge. The first prince brought a huge diamond, thinking that diamond is the hardest and will not melt. But alas, once the princess touched it, it melted! The prince went away sadly. The second prince brought a very hard alloy but the same thing happened..... so he too went away. The third prince told the princess "Put your hand in my pocket and feel it." The princess did as told, though turning red.... Tada! It did not melt! The king was overjoyed ! And, the third prince lived happily with the princess ever after........ what was the object
you know whats kinda akward??? when the doctor sticks his hand down your shirt to get your heartbeat.... i seriously don't remember my normal doctor EVER doing that....
