Arg!
Alrighty, It's the update time for you two, Mr IR and Mrs. Pansy.\
Well, I'm sure my little incident this week was quite a shocker, and thank you guys for listening to my bullshit during that time. Especially you, Baboon. Unfortunately though Chris, the plan we had won't be needed. It was all jsut a giant piece of misunderstanding and miscommunication. Basically, the little creature was not, in fact, hit by the hate ray. No, no. He simply wanted to not have me be part of his little experiment during his feeding time. Bastard of a creature, I tell you.
As for other news, tomorrow, i shall be attending the Rascal Flatts Concert! Woot Woot! Heh, woot is such a Baboon word but fuck it, I'm using it. o.o (The o.o I take back, that's just yours and no one can take it from you) So yeah, Rascal Flatts in the Hizzouse! Hey baby, is that you? WOW, your hair got so long. Yeah, yeah i love it, i really do. So it's excited, though their ballads aren't the best so boredom my take over. Which would really suck. On Saturday, i plan to do something (I kind of forgot what it was) and then visit the dumpsters to find me a used car. Don't hold your panties to tight in a bunch yet ladies, the car doesn't come until the end of the summer. Which means PAAARRTAAAYY for Steph and I and possibly Samantha. Either way, car is on its waay. After we go the the "Previously Owned Car Dealership", I will find my way back home or perhaps go to the pool? I'm not really sure about that. I gotta talk to the ghost about. (To determine what the ghost is... think of the noise it makes. Haha, clever little doll, eh?) Either way, at night I'll be taking a stroll down wherever with the lovely J.C. Maybe a Blockbuster night? I wish. There is nothing like one of those on a Saturday when you don't want to get your hair "curled" or straightened.
So yeah, next week for sure though... BOy Binder! I mean, what the hell is the matter with us. We should be boybindering the living crap out of Summer. But no. I mean, you all know you have updates, Steph ;-). I don't really have any specific updates, but i can fill my pages with a bunch of goodies from J.C. J.C J.c J.C, such a blah name. Juan Carlos... spicier. Juan-Carlos Zamora... Ahh yes, a latino. Latino... His name in English. His new name will now be Joe-Charles Samore and he'll be from Cleveland. Man it sucks, my name would be Alexandra Moon, airhead that does no physical sports what-so-ever. And Steph's would be Stephanie Solar, the head cheerleader. And Chris' would be Christopher Carber, the quarterback of the High School Football team. Samantha Mars, that weird girl who sits next to me in Science. And Glory Courage, head of the Bible Club and Inspirational Motivators Associatetion. Oh, and Joe-Charles could be from Cleveland and he's the Red Neck of the School. Rrrrroussass. Man, I'm capitalizing weird here.
So yeah, Christopher... I updated. Update is the game I play. So now, since i am soo bored, and it's only been like 20 minutes, I shall write you a song.
I shall call it, The Baboon Who Lost His Courage
So yeah, I'll update that later. I can't think of anything. So i updated for sure! Pansy, Baboon, You complete me. =D
Pe@ce, homegirls.
Well, I'm sure my little incident this week was quite a shocker, and thank you guys for listening to my bullshit during that time. Especially you, Baboon. Unfortunately though Chris, the plan we had won't be needed. It was all jsut a giant piece of misunderstanding and miscommunication. Basically, the little creature was not, in fact, hit by the hate ray. No, no. He simply wanted to not have me be part of his little experiment during his feeding time. Bastard of a creature, I tell you.
As for other news, tomorrow, i shall be attending the Rascal Flatts Concert! Woot Woot! Heh, woot is such a Baboon word but fuck it, I'm using it. o.o (The o.o I take back, that's just yours and no one can take it from you) So yeah, Rascal Flatts in the Hizzouse! Hey baby, is that you? WOW, your hair got so long. Yeah, yeah i love it, i really do. So it's excited, though their ballads aren't the best so boredom my take over. Which would really suck. On Saturday, i plan to do something (I kind of forgot what it was) and then visit the dumpsters to find me a used car. Don't hold your panties to tight in a bunch yet ladies, the car doesn't come until the end of the summer. Which means PAAARRTAAAYY for Steph and I and possibly Samantha. Either way, car is on its waay. After we go the the "Previously Owned Car Dealership", I will find my way back home or perhaps go to the pool? I'm not really sure about that. I gotta talk to the ghost about. (To determine what the ghost is... think of the noise it makes. Haha, clever little doll, eh?) Either way, at night I'll be taking a stroll down wherever with the lovely J.C. Maybe a Blockbuster night? I wish. There is nothing like one of those on a Saturday when you don't want to get your hair "curled" or straightened.
So yeah, next week for sure though... BOy Binder! I mean, what the hell is the matter with us. We should be boybindering the living crap out of Summer. But no. I mean, you all know you have updates, Steph ;-). I don't really have any specific updates, but i can fill my pages with a bunch of goodies from J.C. J.C J.c J.C, such a blah name. Juan Carlos... spicier. Juan-Carlos Zamora... Ahh yes, a latino. Latino... His name in English. His new name will now be Joe-Charles Samore and he'll be from Cleveland. Man it sucks, my name would be Alexandra Moon, airhead that does no physical sports what-so-ever. And Steph's would be Stephanie Solar, the head cheerleader. And Chris' would be Christopher Carber, the quarterback of the High School Football team. Samantha Mars, that weird girl who sits next to me in Science. And Glory Courage, head of the Bible Club and Inspirational Motivators Associatetion. Oh, and Joe-Charles could be from Cleveland and he's the Red Neck of the School. Rrrrroussass. Man, I'm capitalizing weird here.
So yeah, Christopher... I updated. Update is the game I play. So now, since i am soo bored, and it's only been like 20 minutes, I shall write you a song.
I shall call it, The Baboon Who Lost His Courage
So yeah, I'll update that later. I can't think of anything. So i updated for sure! Pansy, Baboon, You complete me. =D
Pe@ce, homegirls.