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well, ok, not done , exactly. More like... umm... started.
What zee fuck am i talking about? School is started! That's what I'm saying! phew. You must to excuse me, I am the eenseyest bit tired from running/lazing/brain work. and YES, you CAN get tired from lazing! it is HIGHLY strenuous activity! trust me on this. I am a professional lazer. A lay-z-chick, if you will
hee hee hee. i crack me up.
Speaking of athlete shtuffs, i recently did a damn fine job in cross-country! For which I am happy. And the entire cross country team was asked to stand up during an assembly because we kicked some serious ass at the meet on Saturday. And everyone clapped, and I was all like "OMGWTFBBQ, WE'RE AN ACTUAL ACKNOWLEDGED SPORT NOW??!?!?!?!" previously we were treated like the scum found in the athletic director's gatorade cooler. but I guess this changes once you start winning. What a touching tale about high school this is.
hem hem hem... what else... i brought a monkey in for "national talk like a pirate day" on whatever day that was (monday? tuesday? ho shit i need SLEEP), because that's the best holiday EVER! My main insane compadre forgot her hat though, so it was only me wiv the sock monkey hanging out of my backpack (yah, ponyflipped, i'm typing at CHOO! hee hee hee), but it's all ok since I am somehow usually mistaken for a quiet, normal sort of person. And yet no one questions me when I carry around a monkey. Seriously. no one even noticed . hm. perhaps i gives off some sort of vibe that makes it ok/normal/unnoticable whenever I do strange things. Perhaps i should test this theory...
...or, you know, perhaps not.
oooh ooh oooh! today's I'm a huge nerd moment is brought to you by HITSUGAYA TOUSHIROU, captain of the 10th squad (beat me with wooden planks if I'm wrong), aka the angry white-haired ball of awesome that is found in Bleach! Whilst driving to school today and munching on an apple (the breakfast of champions! Champions with low blood sugar! and also the drug of choice for Jrocker like death gods BETCHA DIDN'T KNOW THAT), i espied a Hitsugaya picture type thing dangling from the rearview mirror of the car in front of us. It was sort of like an air freshener looking thing, if you can't picture it. anyways. So i started freaking out and spraying bits of apple all over the car, and my mom thought i had completley flipped. I was seriously shouting "OMG DO YOU GO TO MY SCHOOL? IF YOU GO TO MY SCHOOL, THEN WE SHOULD BE FRIENDS! ". But they didn't. It turned out to be some middle-aged lady.
This made me a little depressed.
But it was a damn cool picture. It had his Bankai form on it. yay!
also, I have TWO lists in the making! (yes, you heard me, TWO! i love having a planner again. I scribble the randomist shit in that thing...) so which would you rather see? a "top 5 cartoon siblings" list, which would be sorta similar to the other lists I've made (read: ANIME ANIME ANIME ANIME AVATAR ANIME MANGA!), or a "top 5 magical men" list, (read: hogwarts characters I would like very much to boink) THE CHOICE IS UP TO YOU!
*runs away singing Peter Pan at the top of her lungs*
What zee fuck am i talking about? School is started! That's what I'm saying! phew. You must to excuse me, I am the eenseyest bit tired from running/lazing/brain work. and YES, you CAN get tired from lazing! it is HIGHLY strenuous activity! trust me on this. I am a professional lazer. A lay-z-chick, if you will
hee hee hee. i crack me up.
Speaking of athlete shtuffs, i recently did a damn fine job in cross-country! For which I am happy. And the entire cross country team was asked to stand up during an assembly because we kicked some serious ass at the meet on Saturday. And everyone clapped, and I was all like "OMGWTFBBQ, WE'RE AN ACTUAL ACKNOWLEDGED SPORT NOW??!?!?!?!" previously we were treated like the scum found in the athletic director's gatorade cooler. but I guess this changes once you start winning. What a touching tale about high school this is.
hem hem hem... what else... i brought a monkey in for "national talk like a pirate day" on whatever day that was (monday? tuesday? ho shit i need SLEEP), because that's the best holiday EVER! My main insane compadre forgot her hat though, so it was only me wiv the sock monkey hanging out of my backpack (yah, ponyflipped, i'm typing at CHOO! hee hee hee), but it's all ok since I am somehow usually mistaken for a quiet, normal sort of person. And yet no one questions me when I carry around a monkey. Seriously. no one even noticed . hm. perhaps i gives off some sort of vibe that makes it ok/normal/unnoticable whenever I do strange things. Perhaps i should test this theory...
...or, you know, perhaps not.
oooh ooh oooh! today's I'm a huge nerd moment is brought to you by HITSUGAYA TOUSHIROU, captain of the 10th squad (beat me with wooden planks if I'm wrong), aka the angry white-haired ball of awesome that is found in Bleach! Whilst driving to school today and munching on an apple (the breakfast of champions! Champions with low blood sugar! and also the drug of choice for Jrocker like death gods BETCHA DIDN'T KNOW THAT), i espied a Hitsugaya picture type thing dangling from the rearview mirror of the car in front of us. It was sort of like an air freshener looking thing, if you can't picture it. anyways. So i started freaking out and spraying bits of apple all over the car, and my mom thought i had completley flipped. I was seriously shouting "OMG DO YOU GO TO MY SCHOOL? IF YOU GO TO MY SCHOOL, THEN WE SHOULD BE FRIENDS! ". But they didn't. It turned out to be some middle-aged lady.
This made me a little depressed.
But it was a damn cool picture. It had his Bankai form on it. yay!
also, I have TWO lists in the making! (yes, you heard me, TWO! i love having a planner again. I scribble the randomist shit in that thing...) so which would you rather see? a "top 5 cartoon siblings" list, which would be sorta similar to the other lists I've made (read: ANIME ANIME ANIME ANIME AVATAR ANIME MANGA!), or a "top 5 magical men" list, (read: hogwarts characters I would like very much to boink) THE CHOICE IS UP TO YOU!
*runs away singing Peter Pan at the top of her lungs*