like 2nd grade
the arrival of my updatage is here!
son of a biscuit eater i am the worst livejournaler on the planet.........only because lightning just cracked on the tree besides my window(the non-existent tree NOW), so you could call this segment "olympic livejournaling".. i'm bound to lose this entry in a jiffy
summer freaken rocks the casbah.. i've litterally been out every night since i said my farewell for now to the big brown (daphne high woot!). of coarse teresa came in and i think i've been with her everyday since, including an outting to see "the day after tomorrow" wich was HILLARIOUS! i find it funny that they always leave alabama alone in the stereotypical -end of the world- movies.. THEY FEAR OUR STUPIDITY, YESSS! i love the way the "storm" migrated in the story........knocking out L.A. first to get rid of the movie critics, then weasling it's way around(?) everything else and headed strait for new york city. GOTTA LOVE THAT ATTACK PLAN....
jake gylenhall mmMmMMmmmMmmmmm. i also need to see troy again, that director deserves my $, i mean come on.. he's a flippin GENIUS! last night was particuarly freaky deaky in the adventure department. the people were : whit, ashley, lizzie, carrie, me, snackpack, teresa, sarah, gun, scott, reuben, kyle.. the list continues to infinity basically, but anywho.. we took our mob of people over to an abandoned plantation by UM. the inside lights came on and the door was wide open .........and i kid you not, there was a GRILL cooking in the backyard with not a soul tending it. EEEe we jetted OUT of that place like a pistol was shot or something. so we decide to park it next to the bridge and see if we can get our scary stories moving out there, well........naturally, someone's gotta ask "HEY i wonder what the water looks like!?!" *flashlights direct downward slowly* only to see...........grrRrRrr i cannot say, just trust my sissyness and know it was some weird crap. we also made pineapple pizza at teresa's and played softball before we left. the meeting after church rawked, free fried chicken all the way. lizzie and i see eye to eye on so many things, it's freaken crazy. holy shizzzzzy, she's from Point Pleasent, WV.. meaning if you have seen The Mothman Prophesies, you just got some willies! it's where all the citings were from the movie.. she and her friends used to go to the abandon insane asylum for spooky times until one of the chiks in their group fell through the FLOOR ! (she's okay, folks) but in other words, our nightly adventurations are like doing the hokey pokey at a kiddie party to her. lol.. so i will try to keep my -every other day- updates and fill you in on more stories, seeing that this truthfully covered ZIPPO of the chaos i've been living in the past week! .. prepare yourselves, livejournalers! i. be. back. *in arnold tone*
son of a biscuit eater i am the worst livejournaler on the planet.........only because lightning just cracked on the tree besides my window(the non-existent tree NOW), so you could call this segment "olympic livejournaling".. i'm bound to lose this entry in a jiffy
summer freaken rocks the casbah.. i've litterally been out every night since i said my farewell for now to the big brown (daphne high woot!). of coarse teresa came in and i think i've been with her everyday since, including an outting to see "the day after tomorrow" wich was HILLARIOUS! i find it funny that they always leave alabama alone in the stereotypical -end of the world- movies.. THEY FEAR OUR STUPIDITY, YESSS! i love the way the "storm" migrated in the story........knocking out L.A. first to get rid of the movie critics, then weasling it's way around(?) everything else and headed strait for new york city. GOTTA LOVE THAT ATTACK PLAN....
jake gylenhall mmMmMMmmmMmmmmm. i also need to see troy again, that director deserves my $, i mean come on.. he's a flippin GENIUS! last night was particuarly freaky deaky in the adventure department. the people were : whit, ashley, lizzie, carrie, me, snackpack, teresa, sarah, gun, scott, reuben, kyle.. the list continues to infinity basically, but anywho.. we took our mob of people over to an abandoned plantation by UM. the inside lights came on and the door was wide open .........and i kid you not, there was a GRILL cooking in the backyard with not a soul tending it. EEEe we jetted OUT of that place like a pistol was shot or something. so we decide to park it next to the bridge and see if we can get our scary stories moving out there, well........naturally, someone's gotta ask "HEY i wonder what the water looks like!?!" *flashlights direct downward slowly* only to see...........grrRrRrr i cannot say, just trust my sissyness and know it was some weird crap. we also made pineapple pizza at teresa's and played softball before we left. the meeting after church rawked, free fried chicken all the way. lizzie and i see eye to eye on so many things, it's freaken crazy. holy shizzzzzy, she's from Point Pleasent, WV.. meaning if you have seen The Mothman Prophesies, you just got some willies! it's where all the citings were from the movie.. she and her friends used to go to the abandon insane asylum for spooky times until one of the chiks in their group fell through the FLOOR ! (she's okay, folks) but in other words, our nightly adventurations are like doing the hokey pokey at a kiddie party to her. lol.. so i will try to keep my -every other day- updates and fill you in on more stories, seeing that this truthfully covered ZIPPO of the chaos i've been living in the past week! .. prepare yourselves, livejournalers! i. be. back. *in arnold tone*