When Every Star Fall Brought You To Tears Again

Wow, 101 posts...this is a momentous occasion. 9/26/08 was the fist day I ever posted. That would be September, I believe. I wonder if I could go back in time to that day, what I would tell myself? How everything would get better? During that time period, I was still depressed but was getting everything in order. If you could only go back to a moment in the past year and spend an hour with yourself, what would you say? The old me might be afraid of the me now. But I honestly don't think I would say anything. I'd just walk past myself and smile. And she would stare at me and think "Dang, that girl looks familiar." And I might wave. And then I would disappear into the crowd. What I've gone through and struggled with, what almost killed me, made me who I am today. God knows I never would have been able to be so happy with who I am now if I'd never struggled with who I was. I guess there's really not a whole lot that got me through everything. There was Tokio Hotel, Camp Chandler, my friends, and oddly enough, my story. Tokio Hotel taught me to live every second. Every day. Camp Chandler taught me that life always goes on no matter what happens. My friends let me know that I wasn't alone. Thank you to all of you. And my story gave me a purpose. It gave me something to work for. I've mentioned that I don't know how the idea came to me. God. I think He wants me to live to who I can be. And finally, something I didn't mention, the people who follow my blog. I know that whatever I say, you'll read. And I don't have to worry about you judging me because most of you know what I'm dealing with. I know I'm not alone. And to everyone reading this, even people who aren't, I want to say thank you. I might not have gotten through everything if I didn't know that wasn't alone. And even though I may never meet you, or see your face, you've made a difference in my life. In some way, each person that reads this has affected me.

What Saved Me From Myself

This is my 100th post ever. Yes, I realized I just wrote one. But I wanted to post some of the quotes from songs that have saved me.

~The Spill Cavas - The Tide~

Well, heaven's not a place that you go when you die.
It's that moment in life when you touch your edge and you feel alive.
So live for the moment.
And take this advice, live by every word,
Love's completely real,
So forget anything that you have heard,
And live for the moment now.


~Tokio Hotel - Don't Jump~

You open your eyes
But you can't remember what for
The snow falls quietly
You just can't feel it no more
Somewhere out there
You lost yourself in your pain
You dream of the end
To start all over again


~Tokio Hotel - Final Day~

And if our final day has come
Let's pretend to carry on
And if the end has now begun
Live on


~The Goo Goo Dolls - Sympathy~

Stranger than your sympathy
I take these things so I don't feel
I'm killing myself from the inside out
Now my head's been filled with doubt

It's hard to lead the life you choose
All I wanted
When all your luck's run out on you
All I wanted
You can't see when all your dreams are coming true

~My Chemical Romance - Welcome To The Black Parade~

Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won't explain, or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are


~My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words~

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey, if you stay you'll be forgiven;
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.

I don't really have a lot of time to post until my inernet shuts off. So I'll leave it at that.

The Strongest Among You May Not Wear A Crown

ONCE AGAIN, my week is getting even worse. I bombed yet another algebra quiz. The second one ever. And the second one in the past WEEK. Yes, the only two things that I've ever bombed In have been in the past week. It makes me want to slap myself. Very. Hard. And i could kind of see it coming. I've really never liked exponents. I've always hated them. And now we do an entire unit on them and scientific notation (which is fine by itself but whatever). I cannot describe how much I hate them. So now I get to do corrections on the quiz I got back today during free period tomorrow. But this all brings up a new thing for me to freak out about: my algebra grade. I've had all A's in that class so far. And now I've bombed to quizzes. I'm really cared it'll take down my average to a B or C (yeah, they were pretty bad). And it's totally unlike me, which makes me even more frustrated. I always do good in Math. When I wasn't in honors math, I still did honors work. And this year, I don't know, it started out really well and then last week I totally fell. I'm going to try to figure out what my interim grade was and do extra credit if it's really bad. Oh, God, I'm freaking out over this. And I know my parents will kill me, too.

I noticed yesterday that my writing really reflects how I'm feeling. For example, the past week has been awful. And in my sequel, characters have thrown rocks at each other (which was really funny, actually), pushed each other into the middle of roads, and knocked eachother out. That was Cody and Kia. It's quite violent. I'll post an expert at the end of this post.

"gerard: Maybe it was Tokio Hotel" Ha...Gerard wrote this on twitter 17 hours ago (that's what it says). Ah, that makes me feel much better.


Cody pulled out another cigarette as we walked and lit it. The fumes from the burning tobacco burned my nose and throat, making me cough.
“Stand downwind,” I snapped angrily.
“What? Like I chose what way the wind should blow? Yeah, right.” He smirked. “Besides, why should you be angry? Just because I won’t listen to you? Oh, no!” he mocked in a falsetto, “My true love is not listening to me! Whatever with I do?” In one swipe, I grabbed a good-sized rock off the sidewalk and hurled it at him.
“Shut up!” I screamed as I watched the rock clip the side of his head.
“Ow!”
“Yeah, it hurts, doesn’t it? Now you know how I feel!” I chucked another rock at him, but this time Cody dodged it. I could see a faint glow from his lit cigarette.
“I never threw fucking rocks at you! No, instead I let a goddamn building fall on me! How does that hurt you?” He shouted back.
“How can you be so stupid?” I complained loudly, “when we thought you had died, we thought that was it. We were going to just give up. That’s how it hurt me. And you lived, anyways.” Another rock found its mark.
“Ow! Stop it!”
“No!” I yelled defiantly, hurling another one. But his time he caught it (I hate it when the twins catch stuff that’s supposed to hurt them) and let it fly. It hit my shoulder, causing a jolt up pain to run up my arm.


(Citizen/Soldier by 3 Doors Down is a rad song)

But In Your Life You'll Do Things Greater Than Dating The Boy On the Football Team

Ugh. This is so not a good week. First, there was Monday's injuries. Tuesday, I got stuck with a crappy, completely clueless group fora Civics project. And today was just annoying. So, to deal with my extreme annoyance, I'm making Kia and Cody hurl rocks at each other! Yayyy! Whoo hoo! No kidding, it actually makes me feel better. Which I suppose is kinda sad, but whatever.

Am I the only who just figured out (OK, told about by the teacher I'm talking about) the fact that teachers talk about specific students during faculty meetings? I mean, I know they talk about students who aren't doing well, but apparently they talked about me for a little while. (Also, Brenda, I think that's why Mr. Fones talked to you today. It might have been something another teacher said.)

Going back: We had to write this essay for English and I chose to write about an exciting moment in my life: finishing my story. So I wrote about that. I know that makes me seem conceited, but seriously, you should have seen the options. One was "What does bullying mean to you" or something like that. Ridiculous. But, anyways, apparently the English teacher mentioned the fact I had written a novel. So, of course, Mr. Fones asked me about it before class. He just walks up to me and goes: "I didn't know you wrote a book." Ummm....what does one say to that. Of, course, being me, I just said "what?" Seriously though, it's weird finding out that teachers talked about you during a faculty meeting.

Can anyone tell me what song the quote I used for the title is from. Betcha can't. :P

OW OW OW OW OWWWW

OK, so I have had a traumatic day. Let me start with the initiating event. And please, don't laugh. I know I have issues, but keep your laughter to yourself. First, in algebra, I managed to get my foot stuck in a chair. You know the little holes in the backs of those plastic chairs? Yeah, I got my shoe jammed in it. And Amber would not help. She laughed. Finally, I unstuck my foot, but one of the laces was pulled really far out. And I didn't want to trip over it, so I stuck it in my shoe. I'm lazy, alright? So, after I got off the bus, I was walking home AND I TRIP ON MY SHOELACE. I'm talking full falling-flat-on-the-asphalt, here. So now my favorite black jeans have holes in the knees. And even better, I have skinned knees, elbows, and palms. But wait! That's not even the worst part! I checked my horoscope a few minutes ago, and it reads, "Watch those feet today: You never know when something might trip you up." There is no words to describe how annoyed I am.

Reviews!!!

Hi. I have no idea what to blog about, so I'm going to take this wonderful opportunity to review some books and movies. First up: movies. I've been watching a lot of older movies lately (OK, like 80's and early 90's, but whatever).

Adventures In Babysitting - This is such a funny movie. The only thing that annoyed me in this was that the girl (Chris) ended up with that nice guy from the party. (This will sounds weird) I really liked the car thief. He was pretty cool. But just all the characters are really funny, especially Daryl. He's basically a sex-craved fifteen year old. Hilarious. (The dude who plays Daryl reminds me of Rupert Grint....)

Romancing the Stone - Again, a really good movie. The main character, who's a writer, is probably an older version of me. A writer who lives alone in an apartment with her cat and can't find a guy (glares at Gerard and Bill). OK, the movie's a little cheesy, but cheese never hurt anyone (I actually don't know about that).

Forever Young - As soon as I saw the title I thought of The Academy Is.... This movie has a really interesting concept and a nice message. Even better, Elijah Wood is one of the main characters. He's so cute! He's like six in the movie, but he's adorable.

I.Q. -I won't lie: I thought this was going to be a stupid movie. Einstein trying to get his niece to hook up with some random guy? Oh, but it's so funny! Einstein and the other scientists (his friends) are just hilarious. Maybe it's because they're old (no offense to old people), but they're totally clueless.

Now, I old really wanted to review two books. They're two of my favorites. They're the kinds of books that really touch you.

I Am The Wallpaper - I read this a while ago, actually. It's about this girl who feels like she's just a part of the crowd. And she gets so frustrated. She dyes her hair purple, for God's sake! Between annoying little cousins who sabotage her every move and like three different guys, it get's confusing sometimes. But it's a really good book!

13 Reasons Why - Wow. I read this in one afternoon. I can so relate to the girl who killed herself. But even though this book is all about the reasons that this girl killed herself, I still don't see how anyone could think that killing themselves will solve anything. It throws everything into chaos. I guess this book and the one above it are just the kind you have to read to understand. READ THEM.

Begging For Tomorrow To Come

So, I have a scenario. A woman is on trial for killing, say, her brother. Now, she's also being charged with 15 other counts of murder because the killing was in the same style as serial killings. And during the trial, it comes out that the first person killed was this guy. His name isn't important. Several days after the man is killed, his wife commits suicide. We'll say that her same is Lisa Amon. But, see, the prosecutor is actually the serial killer. And she's framing the other woman for the crimes. How would you get from point A (woman on trial) to point B (prosecutor being charged with crime)? It's for a civics project, so I'd appreciate ideas.

Reply

Everyone's comments to the post before the one below this one made me very smiley. :)

The Prospect Of Dying Pushes You To Dream

I was thinking about last year when I was caught up in the the popular stuff, and how I was so oblivious to the world for a long, long time. Like, nothing existed outside of my personal universe that was basically friends, gossiping, clothes, and boys. And gradually (wow, it's been almost exactly a year since this time) I started to see everything differently. How suddenly the world wasn't all nice and pretty. I'm actually pretty annoyed I didn't see it before; my dad was in Iraq for six months when I was in fourth grade. And that should have shown me that it's way worse outside of my little personal bubble. And this might seem random, but I'm a lot less shy this year. It might have something to do that there's no one to impress, and I don't feel like I have to impress anyone. And big, big part of that is the fact that I'm afraid of dying right now. Before I've gotten the chance to live. And I'm always so caught up in my dreams that I know I have to make something of myself. Last year I awlways thought "yeah, I'll get around to it after I do (blablabla)". But really, there's no time to waste. We get one lifetime, just one. And if you think of people like MLK Jr., you see how much you chould accomplish. I think, in a way, my story is a metaphor for how I want to make a difference and not waste my life. How I want to be able to say that I changed something big. I don't want to regret my life right now, like I do the past two years. So I guess I've done my ranting in my usual random fashion. Sorry if no one quite gets what I'm saying; I'm having hard time keeping up with my thoughts.

In Memory Of....

Also, I wanted to ask everyone if they thought this was a good idea:

I was watching cnn.com today and it was another story about Caylee Anthony. See, I have this biiig problem with people who murder little kids. Those kids will never become teenagers, get married, or even get to the age that their killers are at. (I could rant about that for another half hour, but I'll stop.) I don't know whether or not I mentioned this, but I've started a sequel to the story I just finished. And the first one was dedicated to Emily Mandell, my science teacher's daughter who has a brain tumor. She's three. And I also dedicaed the sequel to her. And all of a sudden I had this really weird urge to not only dedicate the sequel to Caylee also, but to actually create a character named Caylee Anthony. The purpose for that would be to let Caylee live a life through the story. I want Caylee to be able to grow up and have friends, boyfriends, and to make a difference. And then I started thinking about all the other kids who've been mudered. And what if, what if I could give them a life? I wanted to ask if anyone thought it was a good idea. And if you know the names of any kids who've been killed (and you thnk it's a good idea), would you tell me? Because today, my reasons for writing this changed. It went from "write because I love it" to "write to give kids who never had the chance to grow up that chance". I'll post the part of the dedication to Caylee after this. I actually started crying while I was writing it.

And also dedicated to:
Caylee Anthony, a little girl who never got to live.
To the amazing girl I know you were.
May the character of Caylee do justice to who you might have been.
And even though you might not ever get married and have children,
You’ve been blessed, little angel.
I hope that I can give you a life worth living.
I hope I can give you the life you never had.
In memory of Caylee Marie Anthony.

What do you think?

'Cause Nobody Wants To Be The Last One There

Me, the country music nerd (yes, I am aware that MCR and Keith Urban are total opposites, but I have to love them), have been laughing about the beginning to one of Taylor Swift's videos, "Picture To Burn", all day.

*spying on ex-boyfriend*
"He's got a girl with him."
"No! Who?"
"She's driving the truck!"
"What? Gimme that! He let her drive the truck? He never let me drive the truck!"

Ha...go watch it. Although I am a little disappointed with the "Change" video since that's my favorite song from her. It's a really powerful song and really pretty but the video is...blah. Just her dancing with the band and in front of lights. Not up to my expectations from her, honestly. Because all of her other videos are really well-shot and it's obvious they took a lot of time on them, this one paled in comparison. Go listen to "Sweet Thing" by Keith Urban; it's really good.

*still cannot get over disappointment*

Oh, and the concert yesterday was really good. But we didn't talk to best friend :(. And my shoes were KILLING me...my feet still hurt. I wore heels, by the way.

*is still annoyed with Taylor*

Oh, has anyone seen the video for "If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback? It's really moving.... Obviously, I'm very bored right now. But tomorrow I'm going to the mall (I haven't been in forever) and get to spend my CHRISTMAS money....

But anyways, how was everyone's Valentine's Day? It's a totally bogus day, I think. I hate having a crush anyways, so bla to that. It's so much nicer just to have guy friends. Because most of the time I act like a total idiot (Ask Jack Dunn/John/Zon/Clyde), they can't say I'm immature (especially the three Jacks I was with at Districs). But I think it's Gerard and Bill's fault.

Ha....I half-drowned Cody. Ha! Ha ha! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Turtle Doves, BFFs, Walking on the Moon, and Joanna

Although I did not have to go to school today, I was at a school all day. From 9:30 am to 4 pm. Today was my district chorus rehearsal and tomorrow is our performance. We learned six songs today. Also, Elena and I found a new BFF. His name is Casey. We have never spoken to him, don't know what school he goes to, and never saw him before today, but he's our best friend. He's the coolest guy there, too. He was wearing a Pink Floyd T-shirt today and a black jacket with a red checkered hood. And he has cool hair. And tomorrow we will talk to him. Even more surpising than there being a cool guy was that this guy, Joanna (he's a grade below me, but I still never liked him),is actually pretty nice and he's really funny. And Joanna's not his name, by the way. His name is Jack but since there's three Jacks, they got new names. Joanna, Clyde, and Steve. Steve's the annoying one. But anyways, Joanna taught me how to moonwalk today (and I am very pleased with myself). And Elena and I talked about invisible pink flying kittens. That's a very long story.

That's just the random stuff from my day. I can't belive I have to wake up at like 6 am tomorrow....

Meanie-Head

I'm so mean to my characters....HAHA!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOO CODY GOT KICKED OF AMERICAN IDOL!!!!!!!!!!! HE HAD TO DO A SING-OFF WITH HIS FRIEND!!! I THINK IT'S CRUEL AND STUPID AND HE SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN THROUGH!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*cries* nooooo!!!!

Oh, but this cool guy (Admam Lambert) got through. He wears eyeliner and has black nails.

Cody had eyeliner too..... :( I miss him already!

Cody was so pretty..... <33333 I loved him..... :'(

I'm so sad.....

Sufferning Through Desolation With Funny Hair

By the way (haha, irony), does anyone think Mikey's hair looks really funny/cute in the "Desolation Row" video?

I'm In Such A Good Mood

WHOOHOO! I just realized that I don't have to go to school on Friday...and I get to sleep in! I'm in District chorus and we have a rehearsal all day Friday, but I have to be at Marshall (the high school that it's at) at ten am. I am feeling so happy this week. First, these three girls (wait...four) got kicked out of my chorus class! They're the most disrespectful people I have ever met and are just plain weird (they're uber-popular (yes I realize I didn't the umlaut over the 'u'...sue me), so that basically guarantees that they're freaks). And I turned in my forms for next year's classes (I finally got all the teacher signatures for the AP classes) today. And I had a really reeaally good dream last night! I don' remember it, though!!! Ugh!!!!! Don't you just hate that? But I had another dream where I was supposed to be at this play practice but it was a party and almost everyone was drunk or high. And no matter how funny that sounds, it was actually really, really sad.

So this week is a good week (except for that one dream). I'm probably the only person having a good week, right?

Lately, I've been obsessing over the song Citizen/Soldier by 3 Doors Down. And Touchdown Turn Around by HelloGoodbye.

And in case you haven't noticed, I'm very proud of myself for figuring out how to post pictures (yes, I know that's really pathetic. THERE'S A BUTTON WITH A PICTURE OF A LANDSCAPE RIGHT ABOVE WHERE I'M WRITING THIS. Guess what that does?! A picture!).

AH I WANT TO REMEMBER MY DREAM OMG I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING.....Bill was in it. Well, that explains why it was good. I don't know what he was doing or anything, I just know he was there. Great.

HA!!! EPIC!!! I POSTED A VIDEO!!!!! WHAT NOW, WHAT?! WHO WINS?!!??!

Brain Teasers

• Why can't a man living in the USA be buried in Canada?
• Is it legal for a man in California to marry his widow's sister? Why?
• A man builds a house rectangular in shape. All sides have southern exposure. A big bear walks by, what color is the bear? Why?
• If there are 3 apples and you take away 2, how many do you have?
• How far can a dog run into the woods?
• One big hockey fan claimed to be able to say the score before any game. How did he do it?
• You can start a fire if you have alcohol, petrol, kerosene, paper, candle, coke, a full matchbox and a piece of cotton wool. What is the first thing you light?
• Why do Chinese men eat more rice than Japanese men?
• What word describes a woman who does not have all her fingers on one hand?

If someone at least tries to answer one I'll post the answers. Yes, I cheated because I had to look them up. And no, I won't tell you where I got the questions from.

Read It If You Can Understand It

Today qualifies as weird. Sure, it started out harmlessly enough. I woke up, read for about an hour, made muffins (muffins make everything good), got on the computer and started writing. I've been writing almost all day. I started a sequel story to the one I just finished, but I get to be even more mean to my characters because one of them has survivor syndrome and complex post-traumatic stress disorder (I cannot explain how much research I've done on psychological trauma. Ugh.). Actually, they're all mentally scarred, but Cody's the person that holds their group together, so he's more fun to be traumatized. Anyways, much to heartbreak of all **cough cough**, yes, he's gone slightly crazy, but he started smoking and starts failing classes and such. And they've all broken apart and whatever. But that's not why my day was weird. Two of my camp counselors called. I was sitting at the computer and my mom walks in with this really weird face and goes "someone named Tom is calling you" and I'm like "O...K...." and I answer the phone and it's Tom (he's the skiing instructor at camp who joined the Coast Guard and never said goodbye to us). And he's just like asking me stuff such as if I'm coming to camp or whatever and he says he's going this year (Yes!). Then he asks to talk to my dad (Hm...I still don't know why he wanted to...I'm gonna go ask my dad after I finish writing this). And a couple minutes later I'm downstairs in the kitchen when my dad comes back down and he's like, "It's Michael,"and hands the phone to me.... And of course I talked to Michael and he told me about what they're doing to camp (renovating the cabins (but of course he made me guess what they were doing and I'm like "Um, I don't know, it could be a million things) and making them all new). And then he proceeded to make fun of me (so saw that coming) and told me I was special (with annoying implications. Ugh.).

Anyways, sorry if that left everyone very confused. I'll post the Preface for the sequel because I have no life and have nothing else to do (as Ben has pointed out many times).

Also, Sarah, did you ever notice how Tom doesn't have a Southern accent?

“We the people of the United States. In order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

America was established after the Revolutionary War. It became a democratic world power quickly. But the problem with being a world power is that magic word: power. Men’s greed is legendary. It has been written about in many forms. Even in fictitious literature, through the likes of J. K. Rowling and J. R. R. Tolkien. Eventually, the prospect of being in charge of the most powerful country in the world would become too strong.

We’ve all heard it before: give our children a better world than we had. But what if, what if our children gave us a better world than what we would have given them? What if our children rose up to fight against something that we were too weak, too scared to face? What if our children showed us how to change the world? If that happened, would you believe it?

It’s the time, right now, to start believing. It’s the time, this second, to rise up. It’s the time, this moment, to join together. Men and women, girls and boys, whites and blacks, gays and straights, everyone. Join together in an army that will change our world.

Also, when Brenda was reading my story, she felt bad for Trevor when he got shot.... How?! Am I the only one who thinks Trevor is annoying?! Ugh....

By the way, this is way random, but here's a picture of Tom. He's on the far left. (No, not the little kid)

Also, sorry about the formatting on the Preface sample. It's jacked up.

ANARCHY!!!!

I've gone through a pack of cough drops every day for the past three days...that's probably not good for me.

Does anyone ever get annoyed when you know what point A and point B are, but just not how to get there? Or when you know where point B is and have no idea if you're standing on point A or not? And how to get over the gap between A and B? What if there's a wall? How do you climb that wall? Well what if the wall has been a problem in the past and you've been fighting it?

Meester Turtle Dove

Duuude, I had a party today in French class....woaaahhhh. I had wayyyy to many cookies and pastries and such; I got so hyped up. And then in free period we had Nutella (seriously, people in America don't know what that is!?). All through lunch we were literally screaming and laughing so much. Kira crashed once and started drooling (haha, ew). Really, people say we're all emo and depressed and everything, then they tell us to stop laughing. "Shut up!" was screamed at us about four times.... But yeah, it was wicked; I haven't been that hyper in a looong time.

Man's wife is cheating on him with Mister Turtle Dove, so the woman's husband gets jealous and shoots Mister Turtle Dove. So he takes Mister Turtle Dove to the Jamaican Market Place and sells him to another woman, who then takes the deceased Mister Turtle Dove to Mass where they singabout how everyone is a child of God.

Um...nevermind.

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These guys are so funny...I seriously love them.

I've won three games of solitare today <33 It's like my sixth or seventh time ever! So today was a good day. WHOOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tangos On Mango Mountain

Ooookaaaay my cat just bit my nose and made this really weird "Wrannnnroowwwmrangbraow" noise. All this AFTER she trod all over my computer and messed up my homework. Well, today I had a rousing discussion with Brenda, on the bus, about AVOCADOS. And how she firmly believes that the seed in the middle is a mini-coconut (OK, maybe she knows it's a seed now, but it was pretty funny). So now I have a wonderful quote for the wisdom box:

(on the topic of avacado seeds)"So it IS a coconut!"

Yeah I'm willing to bet no one else finds that funny...you just had to be there.

The past few days I've been really out of it, maybe it's my cold, but it feels like everything's just moving around me. Almost as if I'm standing still while the world moves around me. I know, "the world revolves around me". Ha, ha. Sooo funny. It's probably because I'm sick but if it keeps going on like this, I'm going to end up failing all my classes. I'm all whooooooo!!! And no, I'm not on drugs.

Alright, well, I'm basically writing this so it looks like I'm doing homework (already finished it) so I can watch at least a little more of Lie To Me. I saw it when we were in Cancun and thought it was cool, and I recorded one on Tuesday so I'm watching it now. It's such a cool concept, using facial changes and such to solve crimes. To tell if people are lying. Now I watch a total of THREE TV shows. They are Fringe, House, and Lie To Me.

Doodoodoo...lalala...dadada...cooodafwa...chachacha...MAMBA! TANGO TIME! DA DA DA DAA DAAA DA DA DA DAA DAAA LA LA LA LA LAAA! Only twenty more minutes until I get to stop pretending to do HW!

And also, my internet just shut off so I can't post this until tomorrow afternoon...hm.....

OH SNAP! The teacher just got owned! Exposed! Buuuuurrrrn! Buuuurrrn! OH SNAP YOU GOT BURNED! Sorry....

Can you tango like me? No, I don't think so! I'm a TANGO MASTER!

(said in the voice of one of Charlie's friends in Charlie The Unicorn)
MANGO MOUNTAIN, CHARLIE! OH NO, WE HAVE TO CROSS...NUTLEY STREET! THE CASHEWS! THE NUTS! WHYY, CHARLIE! ALL THE NUTS ARE GETTING CRUSHED! BUT WE MUST PRESS ON, CHARLIE! TO GET TO THE MAGICAL MANGO MOUNTAIN! ...Once again, don't ask.

TANGOOOOOO MASTERRRRR!!!! CAN YOU DANCE LIKE ME!?!? NO, I DON'T THINK SO! YOU CAN'T TANGO LIKE ME! I'M THE ULLLLLTIMATE TANGO-ER!!!

OOH, Mommy just got BURRRRNED! Exposed! BURN!

Tango-off! I WIN, I WIN! I'M THE WINNER OF THE TANGO-OFF!! HA HA HA HAA HAAA! LOOK AT YOU! YOU'RE A TANGO LOOOOSERRRR! I'M THE WINNER!!! THE TANGO WINNER! THE ULTIMATE TANGO-ER! THAT'S ME! Woah, this show is cool. The dude is a genius.... And guess who it was that killed the girl? The popular girl! Ooh, scandalous!

Roger

This is totally me...if I were a cat, this is me. He's so cute.... <33