I consider it to have been a week. Hmph. I meant that I
thought that I was writing too much not that you
So have you ever taken like a half-hour nap, then woken up and had no idea who you were or what year it was? I just did
I laid down for a minute at like a quarter to seven and woke up at ten after, and I thought it was tomorrow and that I was late for school
It's my signature dorkiness.
For 4-H, I'm organizing a thing where we collect stuff
to send to soldiers overseas and whatnot. We've got beef jerky and books and white socks and cookies and shaving cream. My step sister suggested that we send them copies of Playboy. Um, no. Just, no. Anyway, I'm having all the little guys draw pictures, and the older ones write some letters. Ah, and we were looking up what soldiers particularly like and we read that they like to get Beanie Babies and little stuffed animals, so if they come across a local kid and they feel like they wanna make a friend, they can hand them out. The whole club burst collectively into a round of "AWWWW! That's so sweet
!!!" And it really is.
Nobody make any comments abut the fact at I'm supposed to be a hippy, alright? I believe in standing up for freedom and for what's right, no matter the cost.
Oh, my newspaper teacher really got on my bad side yesterday. She kept telling me to change my article when basically everyone in the class agreed that I was right and she was wrong. So I looked it up, surprise, I was right. Crazy teachers
I officially hate the guitar. It's my new least favorite instrument, surpassing even trumpets and violins. Yet still I practice. I dunno.
I slap-shotted my dad in the face with a hockey puck. It was so much fun
Oh, Georgie. Harrison really was an attractive man, wasn't he? Not that we didn't already know that, but I'm in a George mood. It's always a nice mood to be in.
SLEEPING ANIMALS ARE ADORABLE. Oh my Lennon, they really are. Noses tuck under their tails, eyes closed peacefully
I haven't done joke of the day in a while so here:
How do five gay guys walk? In One Direction
Oh I just keep saying that to every female I come across.
No, here's the real joke:
Where do you find a dog with no legs? Right where you left him! Wow, I'm being horrible today. I'll shut up before I say something worse.