Because I can’t get enough of me
You know, when you rip your pants, it’s really just a passive-aggressive way of your clothing telling you that it would like a divorce. If my pants could have talked today in the car, they would have said, “I think we should be worn on other people.” So here I am, left with the shreds [...] Read more »
Either our refrigerator has decided it’s working only a part time gig or the house is playing musical sockets. Either way, I have to make sure the fridge is on, or start eating a lot of luke-warm food. Ugh, irritating. Read more »
I’m sick. I hate this. Too tired to do most things beyond sitting in bed, barely watching tv. The only benefit to this is that I’ve become the king of naps. As it stands now, I can get in two good-sized naps after school and before I go to bed at 9. I feel like [...] Read more »
So a certain Oregon department, that should remain nameless, is stupid. For those non-teacher people, there is a battery of expensive and ridiculous tests– especially in their score expectations. Well, I took the English test almost a year and a half ago, sadly, I missed the expected score by 2 points. Disappointing, yes… but I’ve [...] Read more »
So I have a problem. I’ll admit, that to a degree, I am fairly a normal guy. But, there is weirdness that lurks in the heart of men. My problem is that when ever I am at my parents’, I wake up early in the morning (2ish - 3ish) and the faint glow of the [...] Read more »
This was on Bonnie’s webpage, it looked like fun. And remember to vote to settle the Derek battle of the millennium! Right now, it’s still Derek with 2 votes, and Derek with 2 votes!
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: “…in such a [...] Read more »
well, it is now obvious that that I’m no Jinky Wells II– I’ll just stop trying to be what I’m not: a teddy bear. Well, here’s to button eyes.I think everyone should slow down their lives for me. With everyone getting houses, spouses, and other things that rhymes with house or spouse. Mouses, I guess. [...] Read more »
I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.
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