F-U-N!
F-U-N is another way to spell Martin's Fantasy Island...as I'm burning it to the ground! Let me tell you something mister martin, your park SUCKS, because he will definetly be reading this, you know? Ne who lets just say from that you can tell how NON tiring work was and how much i love it. Im tired now and bored, its almost twelve thirty and i have nothing to do because my parents are psycho. I went over nats, woo woo, with stevie, benny, and craigy? i dont know how you spell that, and jessie and myself and NATALIE, no way, she was there? My hair smells really good right now, but thats besides the point, which is pretty pointy. I actually dont know. AND im sick of everything anybody does within our friends being such a big deal and everyone knows about everything. I just want people to mind their own business and not be jerky heads about every little thing. Now i want osme homemade beef jerky. I CAUGHT A FIREFLY! It was pretty difficult, it took hours of strategic planning, and days of camping in the outdoors, not really, one landed on the grass and i walked over to pick it up. We all layed on the trampoline for a good hour and a half, and craig haffa is one crazy dude, but thats cool.