Sunday, May 31, 2009

more ice cream. *sigh.


hey, hey, you, you why do you keep offering me ice cream????? augh! some ppl just never learn. we went to MSU today and got ice cream with our friend Jung Sil ( pronounced chun-syooh)and i got chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. yum. we also saw a bride and groom and a ton of ppl with weird hats. hmmmm. well, I'm currently reading the princess bride and it is very silly, i have been laughing all day. well not really, just kind of when i read a funny part. but i digress.

my little sister is a pyromaniac in training- you see her new fave hobby is to use a magnifying glass to burn through all her old school papers- what the heck? when i commented on her madness, she stuck her tongue out at me and said that she did NOT have a sick sense of fun as I had said, because in her world, someone with a sick sense of fun would run around kissing a ton of guys. i hope she wasn't implying that that's what i do, b/c i have never kissed a guy, I know-17 and nbk... well, i turn 18in october, so i guess that makes me a first class geek. whatev- say what you want ppl- i got a life to live!

well, i am postponing ( no pun intended) the end of this b/c when i am done i have to clean up cat litter, take shoe polish to the basement, and then play catch with my little sister. speaking of the basement, my room has been moved 2 times this year, and by the end of this week that number will rise to 3. grr. altho it will be nice to have some privacy, rite now my room is like open for the public and that is REALLY annoying, my new room will be bigger which will be nice, and will have WALLS AND DOORS!!! praise God almighty!

omw- i have a mosquito bite on the back of my knee, it is really annoying and excruciatingly itchy!!1 AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! well, you are prolly bored with reading this ( not that anyone reads this anyways...) but i'd better go do my chores.....
love.love.love
me

Friday, May 29, 2009

duane deserted us, babysitting is getting annoying, ice cream is bad for you, so are boys.


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heeeeeeeeeey! well, i know i keep saying i'm going to post and then i don't but hey... i got a life! not like anyone raeds this blog anyways, whatev. do me a favor, if you EVER read this blog and think its like way cool, COMMENT so i know that you exist!!!!!!! otherwise... idk i'll keep posting anyways... well, i guess i should explain my title... first of all, duane deserted us. Duane being my ex- swim club coach/ diving instructor... he is so crazy, he's 47 and hilarious and just one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet! unfortunately, he said bye to everyone on tuesday, when we didn't go to swimming, and now he's gone. literally. *sigh. we'll all miss him cuz now some preppy dude straight out of college all perfect in his suit and tie is there, directing us from the sidelines and just generally being weird... whatever. moving on.

babysitting is getting annoying... well maybe not annoying, just boring. my mom is subbing for autistic kids' parapro ppl, so until their school is out, i'm stuck babysitting nearly every day for my LOVELY sibs and their LOVELY attitudes. i really do LOVE them, honestly, but ugh. nvm.

so, i tried to go a week without ice cream, but the day after i decided that, we all took a trip to the ice cream making place ( mooville) and everyone else got HUGE ice cream cones filled with exotic flavors of icecream... so i caved and got a root beer float :).

boys are retards, i think they should all die. end of story. they are hopeless flirts and ruthless heartbreakers. who needs them anyways? we should learn from that turtle that fertilizes her own eggs- a guy-free world would make life alot easier. altho then all us women would let ourselves go cuz there was no one to impress *sigh.

omw- so i wrote this poem a while ago, and don't think i've posted it here b4, feedback is welcome!!

Night
The night is silent no more
What woke me I don not know
But a shadow falls under the door
Like the eerie form of a ghost

The silence now broken haunts me
My dreams turn to horror once more
As I ponder and wonder, oh who is the owner
Of shadow that slips to my door

Is it madman or phantom or brigand that comes
In darkness of night, my fear his delight
Does he smile and my heartstops and laugh as I cry
The door slowly opens my death has arrived


The night is silent no more
What woke me I don not know
But a shadow falls under the door
Like the eerie form of a ghost