Sigh. Melissa and Bre are telling me not to watch Wheezy Waiter today. It makes me so sad. I don't want to be productiiive. Whiiiineee. I'm not usually this unmotivated, but today is the day before Winter Carnival festivities. I'm preparing myself for awesomeness. Wheezy Waiter helps me with this.
I AM SO DEPRESSED.
Melissa says she wants to watch Wheezy! YAY!! Maybe there's hope for my soul after all.
WHO NEEDS A HEART WHEN A HEART CAN BE BROKEN????
Bahahaha. My face is itchy today. I'm wearing a paper beard for favorite tv show. Link in the doobly doo.
I'm so stupid.
Need... Entertainment...
Melissa agreed to watch Wheezy with me. I'm not bored anymore. Goodness, I need to stop pressing enter. I look like I'm trying to fake out 300 words. I'm not, my thoughts are just so all over the place that I feel the need to press enter frequently. Brb Wheezy Waiter. Back!
Okay new paragraph. I hope that was appropriate new paragraph usage. I don't really know. I have a sticker on my hand from getting a 100 on a test in Ms..Mrs..? In Bianchi's class. I rock at history. Melissa rocks harder. Self-esteem shrinking. I'M AWESOME.
Ring ding dong. HAHAHAHA. I'm stupid. Not helping my self esteem issue.
I'm so intelligent.
Much better.
I realized that my... Wow, I looked away from the screen for like 10 seconds and I forgot what I was going to say... Whatever. Zach is learning next to me and Melissa is looking at crochet plushies. Awesome. I'm blogging.
Well, I should go now. Until next time.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Valentine's Day.
"Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies." - Joel, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
HELLO AGAIN. I'm currently in the library and watching Wheezy Waiter with Melissa, like always. Bre's blogging to my right and Melissa to my left. Today is a good day.
I realized yesterday that I do practically nothing productive with my time. I spend all my time thinking and watching videos on youtube. So anti-productive. Well tonight I have to be productive; I have an entire restructuring of my research project to do. I HATE MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Sometimes)
My backpack is in the way of my wheelly chair. Anger anger anger. Mr. Mitchell, do these blogs make you angry? They're so pointless. I write all of my actual thoughts in my Random Thoughts journal, so this journal is next to pointless. I write about things sometimes... Not really...
It's because most of my thoughts are rated R. Or they're about boring things like Colton and my birthday coming up and what I want for my birthday. Super boring. Pointless blogging is a lot better than not pointless blogging.
I wonder how many words I have. 192 words. Sweet.
TIME LAPSE! I'm in English now. I'm supposed to be doing my research, but I can't because I have to change my topic. Mr. Mitchell (you) and I need to talk about my whatnot. I figure I'll just change my topic. I wasn't really that attached to it, so really, having a potentially not-honors-worthy topic isn't worth it. I'll just do prayers in school. But I can't think of any problems in Lisbon. I guess I'll have to brainstorm.
Anyway, I should post this and get working. See you later, Mr. M/creepy stalkers.
HELLO AGAIN. I'm currently in the library and watching Wheezy Waiter with Melissa, like always. Bre's blogging to my right and Melissa to my left. Today is a good day.
I realized yesterday that I do practically nothing productive with my time. I spend all my time thinking and watching videos on youtube. So anti-productive. Well tonight I have to be productive; I have an entire restructuring of my research project to do. I HATE MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Sometimes)
My backpack is in the way of my wheelly chair. Anger anger anger. Mr. Mitchell, do these blogs make you angry? They're so pointless. I write all of my actual thoughts in my Random Thoughts journal, so this journal is next to pointless. I write about things sometimes... Not really...
It's because most of my thoughts are rated R. Or they're about boring things like Colton and my birthday coming up and what I want for my birthday. Super boring. Pointless blogging is a lot better than not pointless blogging.
I wonder how many words I have. 192 words. Sweet.
TIME LAPSE! I'm in English now. I'm supposed to be doing my research, but I can't because I have to change my topic. Mr. Mitchell (you) and I need to talk about my whatnot. I figure I'll just change my topic. I wasn't really that attached to it, so really, having a potentially not-honors-worthy topic isn't worth it. I'll just do prayers in school. But I can't think of any problems in Lisbon. I guess I'll have to brainstorm.
Anyway, I should post this and get working. See you later, Mr. M/creepy stalkers.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
SHE'S SO FAR AWAY
Melissa is so far away. It makes me so sad. I usually write about what Melissa's writing. Hold on, I'll go see what she's writing about. Nothing. She has a blank page open. Now she's talking to Bre about volunteer stuff. I don't know wha... Bre's watching me type. So is Melissa...
I'VE BEEN SPOTTED.
hi <------------ from bre
True story. Really happened. Can't make that stuff up.
Now Melissa has something open. I think it's a draft of some sort. I am interested. She types so cute-like. She like, pokes the keyboard. It makes me fangirl a little.
Lol, fangirling over Melissa's typing. Normal activities of Cassie.
Zach is over here too. I can feel his radiating warmth. It's strange. I'm really cold actually. Bre was reading what I was typing again. Stalker. Brb, Melissa's blog.
Melissa feels lonely and isolated. I feel sad. Brb switching computers. Back. Melissa and I are listening to her music. OMG THE SPACE BAR STICKS ON THIS COMPUTER. A small price I pay for Melissa's emotional stability. I'm willing to live with this for her happiness.
Melissa listens to cool music. It's like a pop..i...er version of the stuff I listen to, except in Japanese. I enjoy it, regardless. Brb Wheezy Waiter. Back. I love that man.
Such a chill afternoon. I'm going to go home and do homework. I would do something more physical, like running, but it's way too cold for that. I actually enjoy exercising. When it's not freezing as shirt outside. I wish I could run. I like to run.
I have this stomach ache from hell and it refuses to die. As most stomach aches do. Didn't I have a neverending stomach ache yesterday?
It doesn't shock me that I still have it today then. It's Lisbon High's cafeteria food. The only thing that doesn't make me sick is the french bread pizza. No one else knows that. Well, now someone knows.
LISTEN TO ATMOSPHERE, MR MITCHELL. GOOD RAP. Wait, listen to Sage Francis first. THEN ATMOSPHERE. THEN EYEDEA. CAPS LOCK IS CRUISE CONTROL FOR COOL. BRB WHEEZY WAITER
I'VE BEEN SPOTTED.
hi <------------ from bre
True story. Really happened. Can't make that stuff up.
Now Melissa has something open. I think it's a draft of some sort. I am interested. She types so cute-like. She like, pokes the keyboard. It makes me fangirl a little.
Lol, fangirling over Melissa's typing. Normal activities of Cassie.
Zach is over here too. I can feel his radiating warmth. It's strange. I'm really cold actually. Bre was reading what I was typing again. Stalker. Brb, Melissa's blog.
Melissa feels lonely and isolated. I feel sad. Brb switching computers. Back. Melissa and I are listening to her music. OMG THE SPACE BAR STICKS ON THIS COMPUTER. A small price I pay for Melissa's emotional stability. I'm willing to live with this for her happiness.
Melissa listens to cool music. It's like a pop..i...er version of the stuff I listen to, except in Japanese. I enjoy it, regardless. Brb Wheezy Waiter. Back. I love that man.
Such a chill afternoon. I'm going to go home and do homework. I would do something more physical, like running, but it's way too cold for that. I actually enjoy exercising. When it's not freezing as shirt outside. I wish I could run. I like to run.
I have this stomach ache from hell and it refuses to die. As most stomach aches do. Didn't I have a neverending stomach ache yesterday?
It doesn't shock me that I still have it today then. It's Lisbon High's cafeteria food. The only thing that doesn't make me sick is the french bread pizza. No one else knows that. Well, now someone knows.
LISTEN TO ATMOSPHERE, MR MITCHELL. GOOD RAP. Wait, listen to Sage Francis first. THEN ATMOSPHERE. THEN EYEDEA. CAPS LOCK IS CRUISE CONTROL FOR COOL. BRB WHEEZY WAITER
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
nose typing
hey mr mitchell. I have a stomach ache and it's hurting me. I'm going to alternate typing with my nose and my fingers. My stomach hurts so badly. I'm listening to Ke$ha with Melissa. My stomach hurts.
I am not bored though. It's awesome. For the first time in forever, I am NOT bored. Wheezy Waiter is awesome. My favorite vlogger in the world. I want to send a wink in so he can put me in his video. THAT WOULD BE AWESOME. It's my dream!
Melissa listens to dancey music. Dancey dance time. I'm not dancing yet because my stomach hurts. You know this. I've said it like a hundred times. I say it so much because it's the only thing on my mind at the moment.
GUESS WHAT? I GOT A DATE TO WINTER CARNIVAL BALL!!!! ISN'T THAT AWESOME?!!?!?! KGP:VDMBL
Oh, update. David is a super jerk. I dislike him a lot.
Bye!
I am not bored though. It's awesome. For the first time in forever, I am NOT bored. Wheezy Waiter is awesome. My favorite vlogger in the world. I want to send a wink in so he can put me in his video. THAT WOULD BE AWESOME. It's my dream!
Melissa listens to dancey music. Dancey dance time. I'm not dancing yet because my stomach hurts. You know this. I've said it like a hundred times. I say it so much because it's the only thing on my mind at the moment.
GUESS WHAT? I GOT A DATE TO WINTER CARNIVAL BALL!!!! ISN'T THAT AWESOME?!!?!?! KGP:VDMBL
Oh, update. David is a super jerk. I dislike him a lot.
Bye!
Friday, February 4, 2011
She's Reading About the Egyptian Revolution
I know nothing about the Egyptian Revolution. I don't want to not know anything about it, I just don't because I can't find any informational sources that makes sense.
So anyway, hello. I don't know how long ago this was meant to be posted, but I'm filling it in now. Melissa and I are in the library as usual. Zach is next to me and Bre is far away.
I found out that my favorite pizza place is Pizza Hut. Their dough is just so yummy and fluffy. I LOVE IT.
I just got mildly insulted. In return, I feel mildly insulted. Anger anger anger. It's okay, Zach got insulted harder, but still.
I'm bored. I think it's time to start loading a Wheezy Waiter video. Brb.
OKAY IT'S STARTED. I'm now bored again. Zach's busy quoting himself.
I'm coughing up a storm here. I'm getting over a cold and it's not a very quiet thing to do.
Zach hit his finger with a book today. He told me.
MISTER MITCHELL. YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO HARD SOMETIMES. MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE. So I didn't know that our note cards were due on Monday (today) and I didn't do them over vacation, and now I probably have a zero for that bringing me farther from my goal of being on the honor roll. SOMETIMES MR MITCHELL I WANT TO DESTROY EVERYTHING IN MY PATH. THIS IS WHAT I THINK OF YOU.
I hope you laughed at that rather than got afraid or something. Good news, Colby's here. I'm bored again, what the eff. I almost typed egg. Hahaha.
You know what? I don't like eggs. I think they're gross. I also don't like ice cream. I like the chocolate syrup that goes on the ice cream, but I don't like the ice cream part. It's weird. I want Melissa to crochet me a pokeball. Bye Mr. Mitchell and creepy stalkers.
So anyway, hello. I don't know how long ago this was meant to be posted, but I'm filling it in now. Melissa and I are in the library as usual. Zach is next to me and Bre is far away.
I found out that my favorite pizza place is Pizza Hut. Their dough is just so yummy and fluffy. I LOVE IT.
I just got mildly insulted. In return, I feel mildly insulted. Anger anger anger. It's okay, Zach got insulted harder, but still.
I'm bored. I think it's time to start loading a Wheezy Waiter video. Brb.
OKAY IT'S STARTED. I'm now bored again. Zach's busy quoting himself.
I'm coughing up a storm here. I'm getting over a cold and it's not a very quiet thing to do.
Zach hit his finger with a book today. He told me.
MISTER MITCHELL. YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO HARD SOMETIMES. MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE. So I didn't know that our note cards were due on Monday (today) and I didn't do them over vacation, and now I probably have a zero for that bringing me farther from my goal of being on the honor roll. SOMETIMES MR MITCHELL I WANT TO DESTROY EVERYTHING IN MY PATH. THIS IS WHAT I THINK OF YOU.
I hope you laughed at that rather than got afraid or something. Good news, Colby's here. I'm bored again, what the eff. I almost typed egg. Hahaha.
You know what? I don't like eggs. I think they're gross. I also don't like ice cream. I like the chocolate syrup that goes on the ice cream, but I don't like the ice cream part. It's weird. I want Melissa to crochet me a pokeball. Bye Mr. Mitchell and creepy stalkers.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
She teaches Kung Fu in a Chinese Restaurant
I haven't written in a while. This is because I've been busy doing schoolwork/using my study hall to play games on rrrrr.com. Awesome website. It's my release. Don't tell anyone.
I'm trying to get videos on Youtube to load but it's not working. I ain't even mad.
So anyway, I have to do my English whatnot and things and stuff. Melissa's typing happily next to me. She does this thing where she has to stare at the keyboard when she types. I just look at the screen. But I realized that I only use my pointer finger on my right hand to type, while I use almost every finger on my left to type. It's rather strange. But I use my pinky on my right hand to capitalize things and whatnot. I'm not a normal typer. Oh well.
Melissa's being progressive with her journaling. She's journaling on the VWP blog to get it done so she won't have to do it later. Melissa is a very progressive person. I wish I was a progressive person. I should have taken APUSH. Oh well. I bet she doesn't even remember the presidents and stuff and things. Psh. I'm just kidding (a little), I love Melissa. Sometimes. Most of the time really.
Melissa's now looking up pictures of LM.C on google. I do that sometimes. Not LM.C though, just random things. I googled my name once. I got no pictures of me. It made me feel more secure whilst being existent on the internet. My facebook doesn't even come up. Even if it did, it's private, so...
Ha, stalkers! You'll never catch me!
Melissa's on dA now. Deviantart is a marvelous website. Well anyway, I should get going. Until next time, Mr. Mitchell and whoever decides to read my blogs like a creepy stalker.
I'm trying to get videos on Youtube to load but it's not working. I ain't even mad.
So anyway, I have to do my English whatnot and things and stuff. Melissa's typing happily next to me. She does this thing where she has to stare at the keyboard when she types. I just look at the screen. But I realized that I only use my pointer finger on my right hand to type, while I use almost every finger on my left to type. It's rather strange. But I use my pinky on my right hand to capitalize things and whatnot. I'm not a normal typer. Oh well.
Melissa's being progressive with her journaling. She's journaling on the VWP blog to get it done so she won't have to do it later. Melissa is a very progressive person. I wish I was a progressive person. I should have taken APUSH. Oh well. I bet she doesn't even remember the presidents and stuff and things. Psh. I'm just kidding (a little), I love Melissa. Sometimes. Most of the time really.
Melissa's now looking up pictures of LM.C on google. I do that sometimes. Not LM.C though, just random things. I googled my name once. I got no pictures of me. It made me feel more secure whilst being existent on the internet. My facebook doesn't even come up. Even if it did, it's private, so...
Ha, stalkers! You'll never catch me!
Melissa's on dA now. Deviantart is a marvelous website. Well anyway, I should get going. Until next time, Mr. Mitchell and whoever decides to read my blogs like a creepy stalker.
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