I Drew A Cow!

His name is Mr. Scoops.. and I love him.

it's about suicide, but i like it.

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening.
Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

large blunt objects.

FUUUCCCKKK PEOPLE.
I don't even have to know the whole story to know that someone needs to die.
>:[
People that make Jasmine cry should have large blunt (or sharp and pointy, depending on whats around at the time) objects thrown at their heads.


Another thing to make this day suck wicked bad is that my neck hurts like a bucket of towels (see earlier swear related post).
I slept on the couch last night because I was watching a movie with my mom and I fell asleep.
I can't turn my head all the way to the left.

Fucking Worthless.

If you walk away I walk away...first tell me which road you will take
I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday
So you walk that way I'll walk this way

Harry Potter Likes Men.

Gay Tyler is my best friend. Yesterday during 7th period open we were quite bored so we made... a scarf out of Tootsie Roll Wrappers!

[: We Are So Innovative. It doesn't do much for warmth or comfort, but damn is it stylish.

Walmart Is A Scary Scary Place..

Shane, Emily and Cody enjoying one of my baked creations. The date is very wrong.. It was on; September 8th, 2008.
The picture above has nothing to do with the following story.. It is just something that makes my day a little brighter every time I look at it. [:

I started a new class at school and I needed two new binders so I told my mom when I got home and we decided we'd go to dinner then to Walmart to get the things I needed and she wanted to shop. (Mom can never pass up a chance at shopping).

I want to take this chance to say, I avoid going to Walmart at all costs. It is quite possibly my least favorite place to go but I put aside my hatred for the place last night.

Here are the things that took place last night that only made me Hate Walmart more than I already did:

1. They have a "Music Sampling Station" located somewhere near the candles with lots of music options, such as: Rainforest Melody, Soothing Ocean Sounds, Jungle Noises for the Soul and as I found last night, The Biggest Loser Techno Dance Mix CD. Well.. When presented with the chance to dance where 'normal people' would never dance I always take it.

So... Me being the kind of nutso person that I am turned the "Music Sampling Station" up as loud as it would go and put on the techno dance mix CD sample.

It Was Really Loud. I was very happy. I Danced. My mom was almost falling over laughing. I got yelled at by a very angry looking bearded Walmart employee.

2. I love fizzy water. Everyone knows I love fizzy water. I think it could be the worlds greatest beverage. Walmart usually sells Key Lime fizzy water, which is by far the best kind. However, last night... They Had No Key Lime Fizzy Water. I was very angry.

98% of the people that shop at Walmart are...well.. people I would never want to meet or be around.. or have in my life at all..

Last night there was a couple.. Near the shoes.. Full on screaming at each other for no other reason that I could gather other than, they hated each other and were only together for a kid.. or the good sex..

Regardless.. I can't imagine ever saying things like that, that loud, in public to my significant other. I could never be like that to Daniel. I'd feel like the biggest cunt (castle) in the world.

I swear like a sailor.

I do.. I can't help it. I don't even know when I'm swearing anymore. I work at a daycare center though, so I really can't swear where I work.
I don't want to be the one responsible for teaching the four year olds such colorful words...

So I recently started trying not to swear as much by catching myself when I'm about to swear and replacing the bad word with something not bad at all. [:

Here are the ones I use on a daily basis now;

Cunt: Castle
Fuck: Frankincense
Bitch: Bucket of Towels
Douche Bag: Donut Basket
Shit: Snickerdoodle

So far using these words doesn't stop me from saying the real ones... it just makes it so I say the revised version of the word right after I say the original. Meh. Gotta start somewhere right?

Hair Bleach, Fizzy Water and Thoughts.

I dye my hair a lot. 3-4 times a month. When I get bored, I dye. It's just what I do. Plus, it provides me with creative chances to be considered badass, or "the girl with cool hair".
So a few weeks ago, I dyed my hair black. I always said I was never gonna go black again but it was the only dye I had in my bathroom and I didn't want to go out for more, and once again I got super bored and attacked my head with black.
Black is a boring haircolor however, and I got bored with it quickly as I knew I would.
SO. I bought hair bleach and purple-ish-red-ish. (It came out more purple than anything)

Now, after my two day hair dying fiesta.. I have blonde/black/brown/red/purple (very purple) hair.


Fizzy Water! Fizzy water is the most amazing thing ever, I don't know who thought to make key lime fizzy water but I would love to give them an award, for best beverage ever and a big hug.

There have been a few thoughts that have been running through my mind on a daily basis lately such as;

I need better friends..
I really wish you would stop talking..
Where did I put my iPod?

I've just noticed that those three things have been popping into my mind a lot recently and I wonder what it says about my friends and life in general.

I can't believe you broke your face..

I gave up on myspace (because of the pure fakeness of it all) and I never had a facebook (couldn't figure it out). All I ever used myspace for was my blog anyway, so I decided it was time to move on to a real blog. Oh, how exciting.
This blog is going to essentially turn into my journal. I don't care if people read it, I'm just better at typing than writing. Plus; my handwriting leaves people wondering what the heck I'm talking about, including me sometimes.

I just ordered my fantastic homemade purse from Jasmine. She has knitting skills like you wouldn't believe. She usually only makes mittens, their just easier, but I got her to agree to make me a purse! I left all the color and size decisions up to her. I can't wait to see it. I'm pumped.

Is it just me, or are people starting to become far too excited about this whole "Twilight Takeover"? I read the books; they were poorly written with tons of typos all throughout them and yet.. People still fall in love with characters that will never exist in real life? Silly. Oh, Twlight fans, how you provide me with such entertainment on a daily basis. Thank you.

First blog; over. The End. [: