the day terrorists turn good
a lot of things happened today, so i will tell you about my day:
*ahems*
1. i woke up and went to play tennis with my cousin brandon (who taylor thinks is gay) but he is not. HE'S ONLY 7 FOR GODS SAKE! but yeah it was prettay fun. not really, he was playing gameboy so i was playing with my grandpappy for a while. i dont call him grandpappy i call him papa :] btw heres the rest of mah day.
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2. alrighty, next i went back to my papa and nana's house. (nana is grandma fyi) then uh what else oh yeah i went outside and hit the tennis ball against the wall and my papa just stained the deck or whatever and the ball hit the deck and SPLAT! now there's a tennis ball mark on his deck :/ sry papa
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3. *ahems again* then we all went to wendy's minus my papa and add my mom. i hate wendy's but it was brandon's choice. after that i went to his house with my other two cousins (his brothers) brian and justin and played kickball for hours on end. i was on brandons team and we TOTALLY DOMINATED brian and brandon. its pretty funny because i'm always either on brandon or justins team because brian is the oldest. so kick ball over there is always VERY emotional. one of them ALWAYS ends up crying and getting called a woosy (sp?) by their dad. lemme tell you how they were crying:
1. they lost, the losing kids always cry because they are sore losers.
2. i called justin a krabby patty because he was screaming because i got him out once. the rest of the day i was calling him kpattz and he got even more mad and threw a pillow at my face, i was done calling him kpattz.
3. justin was screaming at these little kids and i yelled at him and he started crying AHGAIN
4. brandon was making fun of them for losing and it was my fault i'm so good at kick ball
so yeah, they got called wooses (sp?) by their dad AHGAIN so now i'm done with kickball. always somones crying and i'm done with the kid drama.
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4. after the drama filled kickball game, i went to play tennis again with my mom but it was dark out so not for long. the whole time i was determined to hit her with the ball and the last serve i hit her square in the stomach. woop woop. (trust me i'm not evil)
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oh i forgot something***nick jonas got me hooked on diet dr. pepper so buy me some :]
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5. that is just about the end of my day except for the fact i left my shoes in the car and my mom has to work tmrw rlly early, i'm not going out there because there's slugs and i am way too lazy, OH WAIT ONE MORE THING.
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6. i'm trying to get elizabeth to get her ass on here so i can tell her what the crazy arab is doing to me. he connected this voice thing on aim (ALALALAINA11) <---TALK TO ME! and he was singing hey there delilah and then i made him try and do some jonas brothers songs. he was trying to do burnin up but no, arabs cant sing american songs. to be honest, no one can sing a jonas brothers song and sound half way decent. only jonas brothers can sing jonas brothers songs and sound good, that is final. end of discussion. period. sry for my jb rant that may happen sometimes. also i might go on azn rants. if you know elizabeth she got me hooked. so on aim our L's are officially R's. *EXAMPLE* hello = herro, i like = me rike i think you get the point. SO ANYWAY back to the crazy arab. the name of this post is called "the day terrorists turn good" is all because of the arab. i'm not a discriminator but srsly, last year he was OH SO TOTALLY NUTS IN THE HEAD and no he is actually pretty fun to talk to. he's nice and soo not annoying. i feel bad for him because he gets picked on a lot but hey, thats life bud. (if you're arab dont hate me, i love arabs) wow this is a pretty long post eh? CANADIANNN i hate canadians. dont hate me if your canadian either. the eh? thing gets me on my last nerve. ah man i think i have that disease in the hands, what's it called? it starts with a c....idk whatever. hang on
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7? idk if this is supposed to be considered a number but oh well, this is numbah seven. its not something i did today but theres this kid nathan who loves me. me and my friend elizabeth talk to him all the time and make fun of him and shit like that, so your gonna see some AIM conversations on here with nathan (natetheninja13) and elizabeth (duhhily) and ME (alalalaina11) so get ready. he has this thing now where he calls me 'babe' WHADDAFUXUP WITH THAT?! totally NOT acceptable omg i need a new number for this one XD
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8? heres numba eight. my history teacher, mr. gurk is totally hot. one day i was in taking a test all alooooone with this shmokin hot teacher and someone came in to talk to him. idk what they were talking about and i like to know whats going on so i eavesdropped (oh smack my naughty hands with a ruler) i heard him say "i believe you can seduce a woman just by looking at her" and my jaw dropped down to hell and satan pushed it back up for me, but i wasnt quick enough because mr gurk, the hottest teacher ever, was looking at me. i believe he was trying to seduce me. :] well maybay but thats what i want to believe. so yeah mr gurk, my 9th grade history teacher, totally seduced me. isnt that a crime? no the crime is how good looking that man is. wowow this is pretty damn long, i think i'm done for today, at least until i talk to nateninja and elizabeth again.
*ahems*
1. i woke up and went to play tennis with my cousin brandon (who taylor thinks is gay) but he is not. HE'S ONLY 7 FOR GODS SAKE! but yeah it was prettay fun. not really, he was playing gameboy so i was playing with my grandpappy for a while. i dont call him grandpappy i call him papa :] btw heres the rest of mah day.
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2. alrighty, next i went back to my papa and nana's house. (nana is grandma fyi) then uh what else oh yeah i went outside and hit the tennis ball against the wall and my papa just stained the deck or whatever and the ball hit the deck and SPLAT! now there's a tennis ball mark on his deck :/ sry papa
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3. *ahems again* then we all went to wendy's minus my papa and add my mom. i hate wendy's but it was brandon's choice. after that i went to his house with my other two cousins (his brothers) brian and justin and played kickball for hours on end. i was on brandons team and we TOTALLY DOMINATED brian and brandon. its pretty funny because i'm always either on brandon or justins team because brian is the oldest. so kick ball over there is always VERY emotional. one of them ALWAYS ends up crying and getting called a woosy (sp?) by their dad. lemme tell you how they were crying:
1. they lost, the losing kids always cry because they are sore losers.
2. i called justin a krabby patty because he was screaming because i got him out once. the rest of the day i was calling him kpattz and he got even more mad and threw a pillow at my face, i was done calling him kpattz.
3. justin was screaming at these little kids and i yelled at him and he started crying AHGAIN
4. brandon was making fun of them for losing and it was my fault i'm so good at kick ball
so yeah, they got called wooses (sp?) by their dad AHGAIN so now i'm done with kickball. always somones crying and i'm done with the kid drama.
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4. after the drama filled kickball game, i went to play tennis again with my mom but it was dark out so not for long. the whole time i was determined to hit her with the ball and the last serve i hit her square in the stomach. woop woop. (trust me i'm not evil)
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oh i forgot something***nick jonas got me hooked on diet dr. pepper so buy me some :]
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5. that is just about the end of my day except for the fact i left my shoes in the car and my mom has to work tmrw rlly early, i'm not going out there because there's slugs and i am way too lazy, OH WAIT ONE MORE THING.
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6. i'm trying to get elizabeth to get her ass on here so i can tell her what the crazy arab is doing to me. he connected this voice thing on aim (ALALALAINA11) <---TALK TO ME! and he was singing hey there delilah and then i made him try and do some jonas brothers songs. he was trying to do burnin up but no, arabs cant sing american songs. to be honest, no one can sing a jonas brothers song and sound half way decent. only jonas brothers can sing jonas brothers songs and sound good, that is final. end of discussion. period. sry for my jb rant that may happen sometimes. also i might go on azn rants. if you know elizabeth she got me hooked. so on aim our L's are officially R's. *EXAMPLE* hello = herro, i like = me rike i think you get the point. SO ANYWAY back to the crazy arab. the name of this post is called "the day terrorists turn good" is all because of the arab. i'm not a discriminator but srsly, last year he was OH SO TOTALLY NUTS IN THE HEAD and no he is actually pretty fun to talk to. he's nice and soo not annoying. i feel bad for him because he gets picked on a lot but hey, thats life bud. (if you're arab dont hate me, i love arabs) wow this is a pretty long post eh? CANADIANNN i hate canadians. dont hate me if your canadian either. the eh? thing gets me on my last nerve. ah man i think i have that disease in the hands, what's it called? it starts with a c....idk whatever. hang on
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7? idk if this is supposed to be considered a number but oh well, this is numbah seven. its not something i did today but theres this kid nathan who loves me. me and my friend elizabeth talk to him all the time and make fun of him and shit like that, so your gonna see some AIM conversations on here with nathan (natetheninja13) and elizabeth (duhhily) and ME (alalalaina11) so get ready. he has this thing now where he calls me 'babe' WHADDAFUXUP WITH THAT?! totally NOT acceptable omg i need a new number for this one XD
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8? heres numba eight. my history teacher, mr. gurk is totally hot. one day i was in taking a test all alooooone with this shmokin hot teacher and someone came in to talk to him. idk what they were talking about and i like to know whats going on so i eavesdropped (oh smack my naughty hands with a ruler) i heard him say "i believe you can seduce a woman just by looking at her" and my jaw dropped down to hell and satan pushed it back up for me, but i wasnt quick enough because mr gurk, the hottest teacher ever, was looking at me. i believe he was trying to seduce me. :] well maybay but thats what i want to believe. so yeah mr gurk, my 9th grade history teacher, totally seduced me. isnt that a crime? no the crime is how good looking that man is. wowow this is pretty damn long, i think i'm done for today, at least until i talk to nateninja and elizabeth again.