EVERYONE

Everyone should watch this video. It will change your life.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B08bVhrcB_w

oh right

School isn't too terrible. I like to learn. It's the whole sitting-inside-for-hours-at-a-time thing. And waking up early. I've never been too terribly good at that.

creepy crawly things

Just had a run-in with a spider. Filthy bastard. I typically don't kill them, I just take them outside.
But this one was the size of a house. So it really had to die. What choice did I have?
It could have very well come back in the house and attacked me with an army of giant spiders.
As I was hitting a shoe against the wall to try and get it down, both my brother and sister woke up and yelled at me for being "too loud."
But do they understand that I was saving their lives?!
Of course not.
It's all in a day's work, I suppose.

first

R.I.P. both Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes.

shamWOW

Infomercials freak me out. Who buys this stuff?
Sadly enough, I probably would, had I the money or patience to talk on the phone.
Knives that cut through cans are the most useful thing I've ever heard of.

Oh, the drawing was supposed to be Gemma Ward, but then I gave up on making it look like a human, so there you go.

the thing is back!

Soooo, what is there to do at 6 am after staying up all night?
This, I suppose.
I'd like to tell a story, if I may. At around 3-ish am, I started talking to myself in this very snippy, obnoxious British voice. I started nagging at myself about how dirty my room has gotten and how I should probably start doing that reading for school, which starts in, what, ten days. Ten days!
Anyway, after the British voice started to get on my nerves, I switched to singing a song in Spanish. It wasn't even gibberish, it was actual Spanish! I remember learning the song when I had a Spanish class in seventh grade. Fwah!
Eventually I had to stop because I started watching a rerun of that one show with the witch and the cat. The title escapes me at the moment.

Oh, but here's the sad news: I think I might be dying. Firstly, the places where I got my shots on whatever day it was are all bumpy. Like, I can feel where they shot me!
Secondly, the infection on my nose came back after I had scared it away so long ago. Blood everywhere. I'm starting to think that the ring may not be worth all this trouble. What if the infection spreads to my brain and I become brain dead!? All because of a silly little nose ring. ...but I'm really just too stubborn to take it out.

Off to get coffee and watch the 40-Year-Old Virgin. Mwah!

cherry bomb

Went to the doctor today. I've noticed they have a special way of belittling you down to nothing.
On top of all the shit they put me through today, they decided to add shots to the list, so my right arm is pretty damn sore.
My mom drove me home as I drowned the passenger's side of the car in tears.
I'll look back on this and laugh.

youtube ate my soul

I haven't amounted to much in the last few days.
Aside from almost getting heatstroke, I've really only been watching videos on Youtube.
I would make videos, but I'm boring. Oh, and my camera doesn't have audio.