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So, Um… Hmm…
So i saw superbad last night. it was one of those movies that is super funny but not very realistic. like the girl is trashed and wants to give the dude a blow job, and he’s like ‘i think we should wait til your not hammered.’ what guy would say that?? over all i liked it though.
hmmm, also this guy that i like likes this other girl, even though we have this constant flirt thing going on. i don’t really mind though. i’m pretty sure i don’t really want to go out with him, just flirt with him. it’s fun. as long as he and bitch number 2 don’t start going out, it’s cool…
AND the horse that i’v been leasing for about a year now, i am being forced to abondon. see, a while ago she was sold to new owners, and they said they would let me keep ‘leasing’ her, but really they’re abusive SOBs. So i’m meeting with a new lady on monday to see if maybe i could work out a lease on her horse. i’m gonna miss my other little pony though…
so these are all the things going on in my life right now that nobody actually wants to hear about. that and i’m on my period, so no one loves me, blah blah blah.
Where is my snow day??
OH MY GOD!!!! THERE IS SNOW ON THE GROUND FOR LIKE THE FIRST TIME EVER THIS WINTER. and not like wimpy little flurry snow, like snow that i could go outside and sled in if i wanted to. and guess what? my bible study is canceled. NOVA classes are canceled, and my sister’s gymnastics gym, which NEVER CLOSES is canceled. is school canceled? no. we get a friggin 2 hour delay!!! WHAT THE FRENCH, TOAST?!?!?!?!?!
i mean, yeah granted, a 2 hour delay is better then nothing, and waking up 2 hours later does really make you feel like you slept so much better, but EVERY TIME that school should be closed and isn’t, i end up slipping and falling on my ass before i even get out of the drive way. oh and you think i’m kidding…
and the part that i really hate is that my school will close if it’s flurrying or SUPPOSED to flurry, but if it would cause me to fall on my ass, what the hell, 2 hour delay!!!
So… Bored…
Omg. I am sitting in my tech tools class right now. Most. boring. thing. ever. I’ve already finished all the work in this class for the entire semester, so now i just get to sit here and rot. seriously, it’s like a zombie state of boredom. it’s dangerous. if i were perilously walking near a ocean -cliff in this zombie state of boredom, i might actually fall off the cliff and into the hungry, waiting mouth of a shark. So this class is actually a threat to my health and well-being. You see were i’m going with this? AND i have this shitty class 3rd period, which means that my life is in danger of being snuffed out by a hungry, sea-cliff dwelling shark EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!
In case you didn’t fully understand my point about how much my life is in danger because of this zombie state of boredom, i have graced this page with an illustration of zombie-me. and while in the illustration my death will, i suppose, technically come from the shark, i would like you to appreciate the poetic irony of me being almost literally BORED TO DEATH!!!!
Much Love!!! 
Hello Darlings!
hey! yeah, i know, i said i would finish my medley, but i’m not going to. sue me.
okay, so i have this friend phoebe (who shall hence forth be known as pheebs.) who is… interesting. now, don’t get me wrong, i love her to death, but, well, sometimes she’s a little annoying. she’s always acting like a ditz, and i’m not sure if she’s really is acting, or she’s just dumb. but i’m pretty sure she’s acting. but sometimes, i call her lava lamp. i would never tell her why. it’s cuz she and lava lamps have some things in common. they’re both pretty to look at but not very bright.
and she’s always talking about her dad hitting her and stuff. and to be honest, i always thought that she was just exaggerating. you, know, for attention. but see today, two of her guy friends literally dragged her into the principal’s office kicking and screaming. (i would have kicked them in the balls, friends or not…) so apparently they said something like “this is phoebe. her dad hits her.” at which point she was forced to tell her story. the principal sent her to the guidence councellor, where she had to tell her story again, and then a social worker was called. phoebe’s mom is being called in on monday, i think.
dude, i feel really bad now. i really don’t think that phoebe would do all that just for attention. and she was scared to go home today. and she didn’t want anyone to know, but, of course, now a bunch of people do. these things have a way of getting out. so now i feel bad for always doubting her, and i hope she doesn’t get taken away, and have to leave our school…
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Medley of Randomness
okay, so i’ve been gone for a while, so of course now i have a medley of randomness, bottled up for you in the vast expense that is my mind. (i have nothing better to put in it.) i shall now transfer it from my mind, to this blog. beware, as this process has been known to get out of control.
okay, so my first rant is about AIRTRAVEL: *oooo… ahhhh…*
okay, so of course to get to my grandparent’s house for the holidays we had to fly there right? so normally we fly midwest express. midwest express and i pretty much have a love affair going on. i mean, between the fact that every seat on that plane is pretty much 1st class, and the fresh, warm, chocolate chip cookies, whats not to love? unfortuatly, this year my dad booked us seats on… *shudder* airtran… he explained the decsion as “only for this year” and justified it with “frequent flyer miles” this, and “two free tickets” that. and not only was this trip to be made on airtran, but there was going to be a stop in atlanta before we switched onto a different plane to make it all the way to our destination. and of course, because, well, this is fate we’re talking about, the first plane is late, and dad is grouchy because we’re going to miss our second plane. when we get off the first one, we ask one of the worker people if our second plane has left yet. he says no. now, try to image all the different ways he could have ended this sentence. lets list them, shall we? let’s see, there’s
you still have plenty of time
dear god you’re going to miss it, don’t even bother trying to catch it. or,
who the hell knows, they just hired me because i’m gay, and boy, you lookin’ fine.
now, all these are perfectly acceptable. but does he use any of the above acceptable answers? i don’t think so. he says, and i quote:
“RUNNNN!!!!!!!!!”
apparently we caught the plane literally ten seconds before it was going to leave. i credit this to dad’s full out sprint through the airport, which included some slow-montion trippage on my sister’s part.
there are two things i would like any reader to take from this story. (1) the flight attendant person could have gotten on those stupid walkie talkies they carry around, and told our plane to wait. instead he told us to run. therefore, he is a turd king of turdsylvania. (2) there are not enough calories in those stupid little pretzels to fuel a full on sprint through an airport. you know the pretzels i’m talking about? those ones they give you on a plane and you could swear they are just giving them to you because they want to get them away from the flight attendants after one of them got radiation poisoning from handing them out? and you’re not hungry, and you don’t even like them, yet some how you always end up eating them anyway? yeah, i knew you knew what i was talking about.
so i know i promised a medley, but this post is already getting pretty long, and i’m supposed to be taking a shower, so i’ll continue this medley later.
so stay tuned 
Okay, Jesus in Christmas, A Big Deal?
Okay, so i was in church the other day, and they were going on and on about christmas, right? they’re all “people have taken jesus out of christmas, and the song ranked the number one christmas carol is ‘rockin around the christmas tree’ and there isn’t even any mention of christ in it!!! waaahhh!”
okay. get over it.
1. if you actually took the time to find out what the number one christmas carol is, you’re looking for something to complain about.
2. churches have been whining the same tune about christ and christmas for years and years now. it drives me crazy. maybe i just don’t appreciate the argument because there has always been an excess of christ in my christmas due to two sets of overly religious grandparents. but either way, i still say they’re just trying to guilt trip you into coming to church more often.
3. i’m sorry, but just because jesus is the reason we have christmas, does not make him the true meaning of christmas. the true meaning of christmas is family. being together, being accepting, giving gifts to family members to see the delighted looks on their faces, enjoying the unique melting pot of personalities, and for once in a very rare time, just be with your family. bask in their doting on you, and love them. jesus in all this is great; a really cute, inspiring story. But, my friends, the true meaning of christmas is family, love, and just being together.
**merry christmas, and happy holidays**
Just so you know…
I am recently finding that i have a lot of random thoughts, and rants, and things that i’d like to talk about. however, i’m also finding that it is way easier to come up with things you feel you need to say or get out of your system then it is to find someone to actually listen. so i’m using a blog. to be honest, i don’t ever expect anyone to read this, so, yeah. thats all i got right now, cuz it’s gettin’ late. i guess we’ll see how long this thing lasts…
