so i was watching richard nixon's inauguration speech...

and i realized this: richard nixon is (or was, if you truly believe that he is dead) like a penguin. think about it. no really, just think about the similarities of the aquatic bird and the non-crooked-president. neither of them defecate where they consume. neither are crooks. and both are just fun to look at when you're channel surfing. i mean honestly, when was the last time you saw richard nixon or penguins on tv and you didn't stop? now if only the two could be on the same show together, then we'd be a ok...

okay, now serious here: i think i am either utterly and completely spineless or i am too logical for my own good. i like a boy (no kelsie, not that boy). as a matter of fact, everytime i think of this boy, i think of squeals and giggles ( i dont actually do this, but i think about doing this...) occasionally i clap my hands. i dont even know why. but you see, the problem with being in the 8th grade is that you can't GO anywhere. this guy that i like would not be caught dead in the same car as any perosn who could possibly give me a ride anywhere. alright, you know what? i'm done talking about it. on to something else.

i cannot stand american idol. i just can't stand it. these people who cannot sing and think they can get made fun of soo much. it's painful. almost as painful as having a battery shoved in your ear, mixing with your brain fluid and electricuting you. all my friends know the low rider. low rider, ride a little higher. doo doo doo doo doo doo dooo, doo doo doo doo doo. doooooooo. drip a little drip. take a little sip. take a little sip for me-ee...