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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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So today was interesting. My dad woke me up again and I thought the electricity was out again. But no, I just reset my alarm to pm by accident when I was fixing it.
Got to school, meh, lame till end of first hour. Brenden was telling me about how higher forces are out to get him for wanting to have a good time. It is pretty weird if you ask me. First time, they wanna play board games and Leslie gets into an accident. Second time they wanna play board games, Brendan's car wont start. Third time, they wanna go see the Exorcist and he gets rear ended (at a very low speed so there wasnt any damage or harm to anyone). And after that last one, he's like "This is not ruining the evening! We will have fun!" It's terrible to laugh at one's misfortunes but he makes it so funny somehow. That kid makes my day lol. He flippin cracks me up to no end. Then Chad was telling us about how he fought back to this bully. How he put a grape in his hair and then the kid tried throwing apple juice at him and he 'absorbed it with his hand and threw it right back'. He can make like retaliation so freakin funny its unbelieveable. And how the hell can you pick on Chad anyway? Damn lowlife. Algebra II...it's sad how working by yourself, but in a group...makes all the difference in the world. See, we were to be in groups...but figuring out the problems ourselves. And if we needed help, ask and assist each other. But if we needed more assistance, we were to ask her. Just that setting, being in a semi-group...it was so nice. Suddenly things didnt seem that hard or bad. Sad how content we get with such little things. Then I came about this plan when my friend accidently said they ran a yellow stop sign. First I was just making fun of them for even confusing the color of a stop sign...then the idea came about. I am going to create my own village. And in my village, im going to have either a yellow stop sign...or white stop sign with red lettering. And with that, Im sit in a bush with a camera so i can tape people's reaction. Will they stop even if it's not red? Will they know what to do at all? Will their brains just explode because it's not natural...stop is red and not yellow? Will they physically combust with udder confusion? Muahaha we shall see! With that, i will strictly inforce the law. If they run my unique stop sign, I will jump out of the bush and chase after them like a mad enforcer of the law-er...and ticket the bastard! Thats right! I'll be like SEE THAT SIGN...SAYS STOP, DAMMIT! SO STOP! And they will be like...red means stop ma'am...and I will respond pISH POSH! STOP MEANS STOP. Take that, intoconsideration!!! Muah ha ha! Chyea, we all laughed about that. Even Mrs. Drye. Thats right, I made the teacher laugh. Take that dude...take that!! The teacher who enforces rules and seriousishness...MADE HER CHORTLE.. Ohh i was proud. Hmm...yearbook...i dont remember. But I laughed alot. F4L was neat. Lame ass video...gosh i need regular gym. But i get a hell of a lot buffer in this class. Hmph...all for the abs...sigh. What I do to accept myself. She wouldnt let me slide on the mats..the most fun thing to do in the entire world. I promise I wont break anything except maybe the rules. Haha. Drama was a trip. Like usual lol. I knew it was only supposed to be 'highlights' but hell...what little I did was fun to talk about. So I tried to fit it all in and luckily he cut me off when i didnt do anything else after that. When my weekend went dry lol. Lunch was insane. Welcome, brink of insanity. Nice of you to join us this wonderful afternoon. NIce timing to make me completely insane lol. Wow. Then I tripped on WArds bag and nearly face planted. Now all of you, bad habit...dont yell everytime something unexpected happens. It all starts when you have an itch...ahhh, you drop something....ahhh, you run into something....ahhh, you trip on a huge ass bag and nearly faceplant infront of the whole commons....AHHHHHHHHH! Chyea...well...wasnt expecting to trip like that...yelled...of course, bringing LOADS of attention to myself. As Brittany's note has....me tripping....whole world watching lol. That's going on my wall dude...no joke. I notice that I dont even try to be funny. These things just come out of habit nowadays. Such as the yelling, the SHUT DOWNS, the making a complete idiot out of myself w/o even trying, clumsyness...but all appreciated. That's just me lol. I've come to accept my bambi clumsyness, my jackass making a idiot outta myself, the teret's like yelling, the i dont even know what to compare to SHUT DOWNS...thats just me. All those crazy attributes make up who i am today and luckily i have kind friends who accept me as just that. I love ya guys, thank you lol. So yea, I was just insane then. If there was any a time someone were to wonder Hmm..who needs Ridlen at that table over there...a freakin like random beam would pop outta nowhere and shine right on me. We caught the lost pacient at the psychiatric ward. Thank God she didnt get a hold of matches or anything... English. Fuck. Speech. Fuck. You know what? This is what. Gosh damn I need to flippin do my speech. Am I doing it right now? FUCK NO why the hell would I do something as logical as that? I am doing EVERYTHING else BUT that....I'm prolly fucking weaving a basket right now...then next I'll prolly learn spanish sign language and read german braille...brush my teeth again like a freakin obsessive compulsive....GOSH why can't I just focus?? ANd Im drinking juice or so I think.,..it says in small words "contains no juice whatsoever...we are lying to your fucking face. What the hell are you drinking right now? We are wondering that same question. Windex? Who the hell knows." Whatever the hell it is, tastes pretty damn good. That has been my away message. You know what? I melted. Just like 2 hours ago...I melted. I started babbling and mumbling...brushed my teeth for like the 10th time. Why? Something is obviously distracting me from this process of a speech. It's sure as hell isnt my breath. Should I clean some more? Should I sit in a corner and cry? Fetal position again? Bang my head against a wall? Design another envelope? What the hell is it that makes it so hard for me to focus on this miniscule speech? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Julia and I may hang out tomorrow. Sweet. Totally. Totally sweet. And she offered to Jenny sit me this weekend. Hopefully it will pull through. Or else, would anyone like a Jenny in their home? Makes good little sister, pet, stuffed aminal...lol I like to cuddle. I'll make you pancakes made with love and and and I bring along so much love...it's lovely. I'll pay you with colored pictures and crayon shavings lol. Nah, prolly make you cupcakes or something I can cook. Pweaseeeeeeeeee, does anyone want a Jenny for the weekend? Sigh. I best be speeching it up. I need a hug. Motivation. Hmmm =/ I hate my brain Jenny at 8:06 PM
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