Another crack at the whole picture thing

I still can't find any decent pictures of me (imagine that). I have come to the conclusion that I do not have very many pictures. Every year I bring a disposable camera to the last day of school--those are pretty much all the pictures I have.
Should I post pictures of my friends? Hmmm...well, if they see them and don't want them here let me know and I'll take them off.

Hehe, I love this picture! Marenesco stuffed her face with pizza--it's hard to believe she bleached her hair blonde and now wears preppy clothes.













Grandpa Stick looking confuddled. He is the only guy that can mock me every day and not piss me off by doing so. He has skills.














Dora, you accesorize lovely, dear. Although, I enjoy it when you wear your "trucker" shirt that says Bubba, along with your boa, tiara, and sword.



















Look at my ever-so-wonderful Spongebob plaque--that I just noticed is crooked....Oh, and next to it is my messy closet! Oh wait, I think there's a person in this picture...hmmm, I wonder who that could be...I think he might be that guy--what's his name again? Oh yeah, I think it's Dude-pretty, or something like that--maybe even Man-pretty....

Am I punk?

Yeah, I already posted today, but I'm bored--sue me. Whoa, I just noticed my arm is bleeding...anyway.
I was looking through my new clothes and I had a weird image run through my brain: am I punk? The clothes I have look like something Avril Lavigne would wear--I even have a tie. Yes, I said it--I now wear a tie on a daily basis (for almost a week now). No, Beaver, you cannot have it, so please stop trying to rip it off my neck.
Then of course there's my obsession with Converse. Victim was telling me that only a few people can pull off the "Converse look" and I am one of them. I guess the image of Converse is generally one of a person who looks cool without even trying. I'm sure I look ever-so-trendy in my Converse and sweatervest (which is very comfortable by the way). My new pair of white Converse took on a makeover last night. I took a bunch of perminant markers and drew stop lights, fish, fire hydrants, crazy people, arguing stick figures, the school mascot, and junk all over them. Needless to say, they look flippin' sweet.
Wanna read something stupid? Read this:

They say opposites attract--and I hope it's true
The only thing I want could just be you

You're the split to my banana
You're my peanut butter and jelly
You're the cream in my coffee
With all this food--I'm hungry!

I delcare my love on a million post-its
All we are is a couple of misfits
We gotta run and run away you know
How 'bout we escape to Reno?

The difference between us is slight
You quote Napoleon Bonaparte
I quote Napoleon Dynamite

You're the seeds in my orange
You're the cheese on my pizza
You're the potatoes to my gravy
You're my one and only baby!

Oh please please tell me
Oh please won't you say...

I'm the hole in your donut
I'm the frosting for your cake
I'm the pit in your peach
Please let me be in your reach!

Does anyone care that I'm freezing?

Needless to say--I'M COLD!!!
Yesterday I tried to posted twice (both were very long, interesting posts of course...), but when I posted them there was an error and they were erassed!
I wonder if this one'll post--hmmm.
My dad bought me this cushion thingy for when I drive. I have this tendancy to just disappear--like walk away without saying anything and stuff. Well, whenever I do it my dad knows I'm in my car with my arms curled around the steering wheel. He figured out that I really can't see over the dashboard (I can, but he thinks it's funny to say I'm that little), so he bought me a cushion that "boosts" the driver. It came in the mail this morning...I should be a dork and put it in his truck.
I watched a Humphrey Bogart movie this morning (I've been up a long time), and it freakin' rocked.
If Peanuts is reading this, I didn't mean to sound like a bitch. I just gave you my point of view. My honest opinion is that you need to ditch Skater and abandon Sir Duct Tape. Skater isn't really into the whole talking part of a relationship (if you catch my drift) and Sir Duct Tape I'm starting to question. He is a very good friend--don't get me wrong. It's just, when he was dating Perfection he would purposely avoid her. And now that he's dating Glue I've never seen them talk--their faces are too smooshed together to form words.
Can you imagine that school is in less than two days--roughly 43 hours. I really need to get all my school crap together so I won't be in a rush Thursday morning. Although, I highly doubt that can be avoided!

The difference between us

You quote Napoleon Bonaparte.
I quote Napoleon Dynamite.

I'm getting good at this whole blogging thing

The title says it all. Okay, so maybe not. Anyway, I've actually managed to post some links all up on the side bar thingy. If you're reading this and your blog or whatever isn't on it, feel free to slap me until I remember to fix it!
Nothing really happened today. I'm watching Apollo 13 right now--I love it.
It's early, maybe I'll post later tonight.
I'll just leave you with some lyrics. My iPod Mini keeps playing this song when I put it on shuffle, but it's a good thing because this song freaking rocks my dirty little socks.

"Everything Louder Than Everything Else" (not the whole song--it's really long)

by Meat Loaf

I know that I will never be politically correct

I don't give a damn about my lack of etiquette

As far as I'm concerned--the world could still be flat

And if the thrill is gone--then it's time to take it back!

If the thrill is gone--then it's time to take it back!

Who am I? Why am I here?

Forget the questions! Someone gimme another beer!

What's the meaning of life

What's the meaning of it all?

You gotta learn to dance before you learn to crawl!

You gotta learn to dance before you learn to crawl!

And I ain't in it for the power

And I ain't in it for the health

I ain't in it for the glory of anything at all

And I sure ain't in it for the wealth

But I'm in it till it's over and I just can't stop

If you wanna get it done

You got to do it yourself

And I like my music like I like my life

Everything louder than everything else!

They say that I'm in the need of some radical discipline

They say I gotta face the truth

That I'm just another case of arrested development

And just another wasted youth

They say I'm wild and I'm wreckless

I should be acting my age

I'm an impressionable child in a tumultous world

And they say I'm at a difficult stage

A wasted youth is better by far

than a wise and productive old age! (6x)

Victims house, County Fair, First Job, Evil Nicknameless People, Old Feelings, Crazy Michigans, Everything Louder Than Everything Else, Beaver...

First things first: THIS IS MY 101st POST!!! Yay!!!

Victim's house:
I went to Victim's house on Wednesday. We talked to bunches of people online. I apologize if she or myself have offended any of you by the way....
She and I were together Wednesday morning to...about an hour ago.

County Fair:
The Ironwood, MI fair rolled on into our county on Wednesday. I went there Thursday, Friday, and today. It was fun. I kinda got sick (not like vomiting) from some of the rides. Although, after I started to feel better I noticed a sign on the ride I had mostly ridden that said "Do not ride if you have heart or neck problems..." Since I have both I'm guessing that's not cool....Neither are very serious, but still.

Stalker Ex-boyfiend:
I swear Whelk Boy was following me at the fair. I saw him three times in less than two minutes. I said hi to him, but he looked away and mumbled something. One of my friends actually caught him staring at me.

Cake:
All I've ever heard Cake talk about has been sex--well, that was when his face wasn't attached to his girlfriend's. He is Man-pretty's best friend, so I assume he knows all about stuff. I was sitting alone and he spotted me I guess. He detached himself from his girlfriend and walked up to me and smiled. Then he started talking about how I looked lonely. He then offered me a free keychain they were giving away in a booth nearby. He is a pretty nice guy.

First Job:
So I also worked at the front gate at the fair. It was freaking sweet. Pink Piggy trained me, which was good because I'm not sure anyone else would've put up with me. It freakin' rocked! Although, it was $5.25 an hour...not even minimum wage. I was having fun until Organization's brother started being evil....

Evil Nicknameless People:
He was so mean. He doesn't even deserve a nickname. So for the first time in the history of this blog I will reveal someone's real name. Jake Hirdler is a freaking douche bag! I've never really talked to him before, but he is! He's like, a grade above me and really cute--but he knows it! Luckily, he left 15 minutes before he was supposed to. At least I had a good thing going for me at work. Which leads me too...

Old Feelings:
Grandpa Stick was also working last night. He's not moving away. Jake called me nasty, and Grandpa Stick didn't disagree...he just kept drinking his water when I asked his opinion. Then he felt really bad for making me sad. We had a rush and I ran out of wrist bands, so I just grabbed some out of his holder...which was around his waist--I honestly didn't realize what I was doing! Grrr...I predict it will be exactly like before. He and I will get close (again), I'll have a crush on him (again), he'll lead me on (again), I'll ask him out (again), he'll laugh at me (again). Hmm...sounds exciting. At least I know my plans for the next year!

Crazy Michigans:
Marenesco is crazy: she wants Fat Kid's junk and to schlub him. Don't ask.

Everything Louder Than Everything Else:
Nothing to do with anything, it's just the song I'm listening to right now. It freaking rocks!

Beaver:
I ran into Beaver today! He has become a very bitter individual and I love him more. I always thought he and I were close, but now he actually is sharing his views and opinions openly and I'm finding I agree with him.

Carnies and Phone Numbers:
So Victim has the hots for one of the carnies working rides at the fair. She doesn't believe he likes her too, but he does. He had one hour of a break, and he spent it following her around....
Not to mention the fact I slipped him her phone number and he did a little dance and showed it to one of his carnie buddies....

I knew there was a reason I post every day....otherwise I'd explode with all the information!

Gorillas, prostitutes, hairy people, calling cards, and ramen noodles

Marenesico called me today! I always enjoy our conversations because she has ADD, so we're constantly talking about different topics. The title of this post are just a few things we discussed. She has come to the conclusion that she no longer wants relationships--just a guys' "junk" will suffice. I guess she now has the "hots" for some cop's son. I slightly find this funny figuring in the fact that she was just let off of house arrest....

SWEET!!! I managed to get pictures on this beast! Sadly, I have no good pictures of myself. I improvised and decided to post a "wonderful" picture of the front of PHS.
I love how the mass of bushsed infront actually appear green when in reality they're brown and have numerous teenagers hiding among them.

Hmmm...what else can I post a picture of? I don't know, but since I finally figured out how to do it, I'm going to do it often (for about a week until I get sick of it).
Hey, everyone needs to check out my shoes....yeah, they rock. I have another four pairs exactly like them only in different colors.



I couldn't find a picture of a Lepregnome (imagine that), so I had to settle for a regular, garden variety gnome.


This post probably looks like total poo because of all the pictures. Anyway, I'll eventually get some pics of me up...as soon as I find a good one. I need to seriously stop now. If I had no self control, I'd keep posting random pictures like a random picture poster. However, I will stop myself here.

Guy problems

For now I am happy solving guy problems--however, they are not my own. I am once again placed in the position of advice counselor and I could not be any happier.
Yes, I have guy problems (problem is more like it), but I am happy being confuddled.
Sounds crazy, but I'm happy being on the sidelines of a mass of confusion.
Ahhhh...can you smell that? It's the smell of utter chaos and it smells wonderful.

Guys don't get hints--if you have no clue what I'm talking about it probably means I'm talking about you...

I have no clue. Seriously, the post title has nothing to do with what I have to say...well, maybe it does if I decide to talk about that stuff.
I'm currently watching Fear Factor which is highly amusing. I don't like watching all the stunts, but watching all the people try to freak out their opponents is freakin' hilarious.
I really have nothing to say, but I have nothing better to do with my time.
I'm really bad with computers. Blogging, e-mail, and typing are pretty much all I know how to do. I've finally mastered scanning pictures onto the computer, but the whole moving them from "My Pictures" to my blog is....beyond me. So I am trying to figure out how to do that--I swear. For some reason I used to know how to move a picture from a website to my blog, but I cannot remember how I ever figured that one out. Oh well. I'll spend some more time tonight trying to do post a couple pics. Too bad I don't have all that many to post...anyway.
Okay...so maybe I will clarify on the title a little bit. Yeah, there's this guy. He's cool. Is that enough information? I think it is--for once I really don't want to talk about it!
*Sigh*
My mom bought this face mask stuff. I don't use it 'cause I'm one of these people who are all worried about their skin. The only reason I used it was 'cause it feels really cool when it dries. It felt weird, but it kinda hurt when I had to rip it off....

Share some stories, huh?

I didn't stay 'til Wednesday--which is good. So did anyone hear about the 18 tornados that ripped through Wisconsin on Thursday? One of them went through this tiny village in the southern part of the state. The community had damage on 80% of the buildings. The small place is known as Viola.
So I visited some relatives in Viola on Thursday....
Okay, so I arrived about an hour and a half after the actual tornado went through, but I saw a lot of the damange and it was horrid! No one died in the county though.
My Aunt Tatoo thought it would be "neat" to teach me how to play poker. Needless to say, I totally dominated in my first ever game. So if anyone's up for a game...LOL
Anyone who's ever slept in the same room as me knows I'm not a morning person. Poor Victim has even shared a bed with me on numerous occasions. I'm the kind of person who wakes up and throws their alarm clock across the room hoping it will land on the snooze button. For the past three days I've woken up with the phrase "Share your special feelings!" right in my face. I wanted to rip that stupid Care Bear up so badly!
My dad was going to buy me a new pair of shoes...I ended up with four. I am such a Converse Freak. I now own five different pairs. I even got a pair of white ones so I can draw on them and make them "custom." Sadly, all my shoes were on sale because they were children's sizes...I hate being all midget like sometimes.
What I really hate is when people make fun of my height by saying, "She doesn't even have to get on her knees...if you know what I mean!" The first time I heard that it was only funny because it was a girl who said it...now it's really disturbing.
Anyway, I'm really cold at the moment. My fingers are all stiff and I can't really type all that fast.
Did you know that in other places calling someone a douche is unheard of? Seriously, I called someone a douche bag infront of my cousin and she was like, "Whoa, I've never heard anyone ever call someone that! Is that a compliment?" Then I realized how often those two words are used in our school daily. Odd.