numa numa

i surf the net, i find some awesome sites. my brother found numa numa man. this man is so funny. i love it. basically, its a man dancing with inserts of his friends. he's hilarious. if you go to the link at the right (saying numa numa), then wait to load it, you will get to see the numa numa dance..... i loves it so.

there's also what would uncle jesse do. see, while some parts are ridiculous, the pictures are hilarious. i am infatuated with it.

and the story behind asdf is great.

i really like surfing the web. all im saying is, just give my fantasmic links a shot. i have semi decent taste sometime (dont worry about the last two with the writers, that's just for my convenience because im too lazy to type it all in........)

im sure none of you have noticed this....

but mr. lawyerman is no more. sure, i have replaced him, but halfheartedly. the person who is currently filling his place is not worthy. sure, i agree with person, but its not the same as mr. lawyerman the first. *sigh* oh well.

you know, i'm sad. why? best week ever is on. or was on. such a horrible show. if it had a child, it would be the kid that everybody points and laughs at and throws monkey feces at and steals tomatoes from. that's how horrible best week ever is. not that i condone stealing tomatoes....of....course...not.

i love my family. i really do. no one on earth is as sarcastic as we (or us, whoever cares). i wish i could translate this nice, cool feeling i got to you guys, but i can't. its from laughing with my brothers, though. im glad im the only girl. i think i'd hate a sister. and i love my brothers. chance is so cute, with his little "im not gonna wear underwear" thing. even if it means he's not allowed to sit on the couch.

and i love queen. really. how can one band be so great? i know.....magical beans. *shifts eye*. how did you know? intyrestying.

ihop

my doctor is a moron. "yeah, she needs a frikkin CAT SCAN BECAUSE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER AND WE CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT." you know what's wrong with me that i thought was wrong with me in the first place? yeah, i got the flu. had the flu all week. so unlike my friends, who i guess have actually been doing things this week, i have been stuck at home, being contagious.

except that today we went to ihop. such delicious potatoes......

im going to say something. i hate black history month. i really do. not because i am southern white racist (although it would be very typical....even though half of my school is "minority"), but because black history month sucks. i mean think about it. if you're in school, you have to learn useless facts everyday. plus, i think it's wrong. that's segregation. not only that, but it's degrading. we only celebrate black people one MONTH? out of a whole YEAR? at no other time in the year do you learn facts about black people. no black history assemblies in august. no, it's only in february. only during one month.

chance has this electronic whoopie cushion. i stole it from him. i put it behind his tv where he can't see it. it's set to go off every 80 seconds. he's going insane trying to figure out where it's coming from. i keep telling him the tv must hate him.

i love having the advantage of being bigger than someone in this family....

although, i guess that won't last for long, since chance is already 5'2 (and he's only 9). maybe i should look more into those steroids......

alalalala

i didnt feel like typing a title. forgive mistakes, please,f or i am not well. i went to the doctor today. she said i needed a ct scan at the hospital, and that i can't eat for four hours before then. i haven't eaten since 8:00 this morning. i feel like i am going to pass out from both hunger and fear. im so scared. and i ache all over. iand i cant stop spinning. last night it felt like i was sleeping on a boat, rocking back and forth and back and forth.

i feel so nauseous.

church of power and immortality

i haven't gone to church in a long time. not since joey was baptized about a year ago. i went the week after, but the rest of my family decided that that was enough. it was weird, because i really wanted to be there for a split second. i wanted to learn about God and Jesus and the Apostles and whatnot. i wanted to be "Saved". but then i decided that i didn't. i decided that God has better things to do than sit around and worry about every little person who doesn't go to church. i decided that no matter what you did, as long as you didn't kill anybody or molest someone, God would forgive you. but i wish that i had a powerful faith. i really do. because im gonna let you in on a little secret:

i dont get excited anymore. my friends would argue this point, but when i bug them with my hype (OHMYGOSH THEY"RE COMING ON NEXT WHAT SHOULD I DO?!?!?!?) i'm just trying to MAKE myself excited. im happy, there's no doubt about that. i know what i'm like when i'm miserable, and im not. im with my friends. its just, i dont get excited about anything. there's no reason to. the way i see it, life is pretty pointless. the few giggles i get a day hardly compensate for the fact that when my dad comes home every night he goes straight to bed and wakes up at 4:15 in the morning to go back to work without even spending time with his family. the way i see it, unless you're rich or stupid, you're screwed. you work. you go home. you sleep. you work. you go home. you sleep. it's a ridiculous cycle. that's why i wish i had faith, so i could believe that there's actually something to this insignificant life, where people are starving and no one is caring and theology is being shot down, along with christian music and modest clothing.

today we fixed the car. my dad let me drive it around the block a few times. i hit the accelerator. i zoomed out of there like a bat out of hell. it felt good. i felt good. i want to drive. im more than sure that when i get a liscense, i'll probably be a racer.

as tom cruise once said. i've got the need. the need for speed.

pancake of a shower

our stupid shower is ridiculous. first, there was a hole in the ground next to the tub. that can be avoided, as long as you dont walk in it (which gives you a really weird feeling, like the floor is sucking you in). just recently, the hot water valve broke. we now use a wrench to turn the hot water on and off (in the basement). now, you know what that shower had done? DO YOU?!?!? it has made the amount of cold water to hot water disproportionate. that's right. now i am either freezing cold in the shower or scalded. stupid shower, thinking it owns the place with its too hot water and hole in the floor. i bet the hole's from where hell is opening up to consume it.

p= pathetic
a= abusive
n= nuerotic
c= cruddy
a= atrocious
k= killer of puppies
e= evil

so, as you can see, a pancake is a bad thing to be.

but you know what, even more than that? i dont care what it stands for. kelsie, and i say this with all the love i can, im sick of you doing that. i find something that's cool. and you rip into it. its stareting to annoy me here. i just said pancake because i was tired of saying pansy. the phase will pass on its own. quit trying to shove me out of it. i swear, sometimes i think that hole in the floor is hell opening up to consume us all...EVEN THE FLAMINGOS!!!!

what to do????

how do i ask him? aghhhhhhh

obviously, i need some adjustments in my attitude. kelsie, gracie, you know who i'm talking about. how do it do it?

see, sometimes i wish i were a preppy girl, because then i'd have some experience with this, but i'm not, so i dont, and i hate it.

and i realize the irony of my posting on valentine's day about love, which everyone else on earth seems to be doing, but i can't help it. i've been thinking about this. im gonna ask jw. maybe he'll know. possibly unlikely, but still, he MIGHT know. it's worth a shot. .

okay never ask a friend. seriously. no honesty at ALL. do you really think you'll hurt my feelings you guys? i really dont care. i want to know. how am i gonna know what's wrong with me unless i know what other people think is wrong with me and improve upon their ideas? i mean, it doesn't mean i'll actually do what they say, but it's worth a shot just to tell me, dont you think?

okay. friends. family. i know this sounds like an incessent ramble of a teenage lovesick girl. but i swear, this only happens once in a while. give me tips. help me out. what do i need to know? what do i need to do? how do i get to do it? wtf?!Q?!?!?!?!?!?!/

stupid Q.

all work and no play make jack a very dull boy.

i love that phrase. i dont even know why. i just do.

anyway, enough about phrases. lets talk about gracie's party. AWESOME. i brought a weird little giant straw/tube thing and kept wacking kelsie and gracie with it, or putting one end next to their ears and speaking into the other end. twas great. it seems like all we did was watch movies and laugh. i forgot it was even gracie's party. it seemed like a fun night with my friends. minor boy talk, lots of laughs, weird hats, and abuse. i stayed up all night (i kid you not, i had to beg kelsie to bet me to stay up all night. i bargained it down to this: if i won, she gave me a mint, and if she won, i bought her an ice cream) needless to say, i won. but she won't give me a mint, because she didn't "witness" it. witness my patootie. i stayed up all night for nothing. meaning i've been up now for lets see... 31 hours . not straight, seeing how i did doze off for a couple of minutes, but still. that's a long long long time. and when we went to wake up gracie, she almost killed us. we jumped around in her bed and got under her covers until she finally got out of the bed. then when she was in the living room, we attacked her. but never you mind about that.

i forgot to mention her cat. even though i'm allergic, the cat didn't bother me as much as it could have. at least i could breathe and my eyes weren't dry, which i always consider a plus. my nose wouldn't stop running though, so i constantly had a paper towel in my hand. but back to the cat. i swear to you, jessica (the cat) is magical. i mean, i know all cats are evil. satanic creatures, really. but this one.... jessica kept being put away in rooms, and she kept getting out. she would open the doors. very freaky.

thursday was our last academic meet, where we won nothing and had to listen to various people on the bus sing horrible songs, some about spam and one about particle man. i laughed my head off mostd of the time. im relieved that that's over, but i'm also sad too. but more on that later.

i spent 45 minutes of my life last night blowing up an air mattress that didn't work. i was literally pumping the mattress while watching austin powers (which for some reason, kelsie doesn't like). then, when i was sick of it, i took the pump out, closed the mattress, and rolled around on the mattress. it felt weird, like i was in clouds but on the ground. i didnt sleep on it though (because i didnt sleep). anyway, im guessing that you're tired of my long posts (which i'm sure you thought you were rid of by now) so i will say, adios.

bana. bananana DARN!

i really dislike people who are rude.

you know who i'm talking about. " oh, i dont care about you, or what you're thinking, i just want my new glittery nail polish,so move." i really dislike people who are rude to adults. i mean, seriously. not only does it make me think, "wow, i could never be that mean to an adult." but it makes me think about what our future will be like. don't get me wrong, i love america. if it were a man, it'd be the only one worth asking out (i envision it as a tall brunette, and canada as a short nerd with glasses and an overbite) but some people are just so... ungrateful. yeah, there's the occasional nice person, but come on. how many people do you know that actually say, "have a nice day." ??? it angers me sometimes, that's all.

you know what else angers me? the lord of the rings. WHAT WAS THE USE OF THE PROLOGUE???? absolutely no point to it. we're reading it in school (today, we had to read it in class...yeah, imagine a bunch of people bumblimg over words like mathom and eriador). grr.....

i was under medication when i decided to burn the tapes.

richard nixon

i miss california. that's right. i miss it. even though i've never been there. i miss it. so HA ON YOU chiquita banana.

caution, cape does not allow user to fly.

batman costume

i miss oregon. even though i've never been there.

a day for firm decisions! or is it??? if youdidn't get caught, did you really do it? Gravity is a myth. The Earth sucks. earn cash in your spare time: blackmail your friends. LSD melts in your mind, not in your hand. I've no time to think of a profound message. If you're gonna panic, panic constructively. Hariy Kiwi: Death by fruit.
I'm serious; it was a joke. Gravity always gets me down.

Everybody looks brave holding a machine gun....

aha!

since i can post from school, i will tell you that right now i am listening to ms. bennet talk about the assignment we just did while making fun of peavey. very funny. gracie just won3rd place in the county spelling bee, and i am very proud of her!!!! she's making us turn our mmonitors off now, so goodbye!

( i still typed when my monitor was off, so hA! on her!

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look at me testing from school to see if i can post (from school)