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Birthday: 3/19/1990
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Tuesday, May 04, 2004

This is funny, just made it up.  See if you qualify for being just weird/crazy/wuteva.  Look at how many you qualify for.

You know there's something wrong with you if...

1. You get up at 6 in the morning to surf the net.
2. You spend a bit of your time trying to convince other people to get up at the same time.
3. You constantly listen to your favorite bands and look up mistakes to listen to and find.
4. You take your cd player and pause it just seconds before the mistake and pass it around to all of your friends to hear.
5. Beatles Beatles Beatles!  (if you don't understand, you don't qualify for this one)
6. You have a way with words...it's just you need paper and pencil AND ERASER to say anything right.
7. Stupidity: the best adjective for anything that you say.  Brilliance: the best adjective that describes what people who don't know you think about you.
8. You look up nicknames for your friends that require extensive research.
9. Your conversations between you and your friends are short: about two to five words and after being said, you both burst into laughter.
10.  Detention?  Unheard of...because you're perfect.  Wait, I forgot that?  Automatic detention if it's not turned in??  Despotic lunatic!!
11. You try to explain things that you harldy understand, but you have this switch in your brain that turns on and you switch to "interview"/"extremely smart person" mode.  Imagine that!  Intellegence!  From you!!  You don't know anything about it, but your use of words thrills all.  No matter how stupid you sound.  And your tone of voice is somehow "knowledgeable".  Don't ask how, listen.
12. You talk about everything.  That's all there is to it.  Unless you feel sick.  Even then...
13. Your voice is unequally proportional to how much you talk.  You're screaming and people complain about not hearing you.
14. You're deaf, blind, and deep in thought.
15. AND FINALLY..."What?..............OH I GET IT!!!!"  If any thought, it takes a bit for the gears in your brain to start spinning.  Time of delayed thought spans from 30 seconds to 5 minutes.  Even longer sometimes.

Nice.  Whee.  Just in case you're curious, I qualify for every one.

"I am alive and well and unconcerned about the rumors of my death. But if I were dead, I would be the last to know."
- Paul McCartney
 
"I'm not going to say anything because nobody believes me when I do."
- Ringo Starr

"i hope you've enjoyed listening to this record as much as we've enjoyed melting them...wait, that's wrong, making them!"
       -A Beatle, can't remember who.... shame on me.

Disclaimer: I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO W/ THE BEATLES SO DON'T SUE ME...that's the last thing I want while working for fame.  "Here's the band [insert band name here].  Oh, and by the way, the lead guitarist got sued by the Beatles..."  PLEASE don't do that.....


Thursday, April 29, 2004

ho hum whee!

i am writing once again...i'm in the writing mood.

la la la...ok, here, i'll make a random story.

once apon a time...uh...Beatles, sure Beatles...

gotcha!

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Liverpool, England

1964

Some Random Hotel

Main Room

Gini: Hello everyone and uh…hi…

Ringo: You can think of something better than that.

Gini: Don’t want to.

George: Hey, check it out! I locked Macca in the closet!

Paul: *inside closet* help me!!

Gini: No, I’m mad at you right now.

Paul: Why?!

Gini: I don’t know…I feel like it.

Maggie: La la la…

Gini: Dude, it’s Maggie!

Kate: WASABI!

George: …uh huh, right…

Ringo: Where’s John?

All: *look around*

Kate: And…Jenn…

All: *stop looking*

Maggie: WOO! Check it out! It’s back when coke was REALLY coke!

Gini: *ignores* Should we go get Jenn…?

Kate: Maybe we should leave them alone…

All but Kate: *walks off in search of John and Jenn*

Kate: Oh well. *follows*

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Kitchen

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Jenn: 2 out of 3, loser buys dinner!

John: Alright, alright…

J & J: *play paper football; John scores a goal*

Jenn: CRAP!

Kate: Alright, for dinner, we want…

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Two Hours Later…

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Kate: …and a salad with ranch dressing

All but Kate and Jenn: *asleep in chairs and on floor* zzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

Jenn: What does everyone else want?

All but Kate and Jenn: *no response*

Jenn: Alright, I’ll add a baked potato for Gini and that’ll be every item in the vegitarian diet known to mankind besides dirt.

Paul: Help me I’m still in the closet!

Jenn: *ignores*

Paul: I think I can cut out the doorknob with this plastic spoon…

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Two hours Later…

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Paul: Almost half way!

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Another four hours later…

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Paul: Haha! I’m out of the closet! Now for revenge…

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Jenn Leaves…

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George: *wakes up* Alright, everyone up!

All but Ringo: *sits up*

Paul: Uh…Ringo? You can get up now…

Ringo: *doesn’t move*

John: AH!!!!! RINGO’S DEAD!!!!!!!!

Gini: De Ja Vu anyone?

Ringo: Alright, only joking…

John: ZOMBIE!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! *runs into wall*

Kate: Ok, this is REALLY close to Beatles in a Nutshell now…

Paul: But that means…

*killer squirrel attacks Paul*

Paul: AAAAH!!!!!

Gini: Serves you right!

John: What did he do?

Gini: I dunno. Hey, then I have a bananna yellow-

Kate: Blue. Banana blue.

Gini: *sigh*…motorscooter! *looks out window* aww…

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Jenn Gets Back with Food…

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Gini: AAAAAAAAAH!!! Oh wait, baked potato?! YAY!!

Jenn: *looks at George, snickers*

George: What?

Jenn: It’s just that you and…Gini…*bursts out laughing*

Gini: What?!

Jenn: Nevermind…*whispers to Kate* Who drew in sharpie on their faces?

Kate: I think it was Paul

Jenn: Oooooooooh…why John too?

Kate: *shrugs*

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After Dinner…

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George: Let’s take a group picture!

Gini: *snickers* Sure! *whispers to Kate* Who drew in sharpie on his face?

Kate: I think it was Paul

Gini: Oooooooooh… why John too?

Kate: *shrugs*

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After Group Picture…

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Kate: *pulls up picture on computer* Looks great!

Gini: Hey, Maggie…you’re being quiet for once…

Jenn: I put tape over her mouth and tied her to a chair

Gini: Good job!

Jenn: *whispers to John* Gini’s face…check it out…*snicker*

Gini: What? I heard my name…

Jenn: Nothing…

Gini: *whispers to John* George’s face…check it out…*snicker*

George: What? I heard my name…

Gini: Nothing…

*All look at picture*

George, John, and Gini: WHAT THE CRAP?! *run to bathroom*

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In Bathroom…

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Gini: Aww, this is never gonna come off…

John: That’s why it’s called permanent marker.

Gini: Hey, George, go to Kate. She’ll lick it off for you.

George: AH NO!!

Gini: Who’s up for revenge?

George and John: Yeah…what should we do?

*whispers*

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Back in Kate’s Room

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Maggie: MMPH!! *tape over mouth and tied to chair*

Kate: Shut up.

Paul: Hello Kate…

Kate: Get away from me.

Paul: *shrugs*

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ok, well, thaz enuf from that...the part where someone (i don't remember who, i think it wuz me) says "de ja vu" iz an inside joke, so don't ask.


hiya!

well, unfortunately, no haircut today...*cries*

mum says "no hair cut until after your ballet recital."

*cries* stupid recital ruining my life again.

wah.......asma?  u dere?  helloooooooooooo?  whee *slides down slide* *falls over*


oh great.

i have to memorize a poem and i have 15 minutes!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

i don have time to write n e more today

getting a haircut, i'll draw picture...


Monday, April 26, 2004

oi dere!

hiya!

well, this is my ~NEW~ xanga site . whoo. nice and prettylike. my friend maylene has a *special* on the smartest things I've ever said. not very smart. well, maylene, being the *smartest* 8th grade genius in the world, though overly organized (well, compared to my mess of a bookbag/binders/locker), has a right to talk about the *interesting* lunchroom conversations we all have while I am snacking on/stealing/begging for her pretzels. lots/of/slashes/used/so/far. lol. well.......................................

yeh

hey, woo fun

n e ways, *clears throat*


FUNNY CRAP

wuz green and has wheels?
grass...just kidding a/b the wheels.

there are two muffins in the oven. one muffin says to the other, "it's sure hot here..." The other screamed, "AH A TALKING MUFFIN!!!"

two people were walking in the woods. while walking, they came across some tracks. one said they were wold tracks and the other said that they were rabbit tracks. few seconds later, they get hit by a train.

why did the squirrell cross the road? because he was stapled to the chicken.

once there was a kid and he was born with a screw in his belly button. when he was five years old, he realized this and started to unscrew it. then, an angel appeared and said, "don't unscrew the screw in your belly button." he disappeared and, being scared to death of the floating glowing person, the kid stopped. three years later, he started to mess with it again. the angel appeared again and said, "don't unscrew the screw in your belly button." the kid had known about how angels were special and stuff, he stopped. the kid stopped for a while, but then, when the kid was fifteen, he needed to get a tattoo (beats me why, maybe he's gay or something...he has enough problems already). so he started to unscrew the belly button screw again. the angel appeared and warned again, "don't unscrew the screw in your belly button." the kid didn't listen and thought it was his dad playing a trick on him to convince him otherwise. so he unscrewed the screw and his butt fell off.

as far as i know, i'm the only person in the world who looks for christmas when it's around the corner and trips on the phone cord to the cordless phone on the way out the door.


ok, for all of you people who don't understand my lunchroom conversations, this is where i clear things up for you...

THE WALKING TREE THEORY:

ok, for everyone, asma especially, who doesn't understand the walking tree theory and asma tries to explain it to you (or i try and fail miserably), this is usually what you would hear:

"everyone in the world is in your imagination and when you poke someone, they turn into a walking tree."

the walking tree is *only* an example!! they could be something else...like...uh...a beachball or something. yeah. that's right...

eh, i'll explain later...


RANT OF THE DAY

evil CRCT testing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg, there is NO point in this *stupid* test. i is alredy da bestest spellr persun n my hole skool.

ok, we go there for NO reason whatsoever. we could just skip school for those days...they don't teach us anything and they just kill off more of our *precious* brain cells that they complain about us losing while watching tv or playing videogames. and they give us 1 hour of testing that we ALL finish in under twenty minutes. and they expect us to stare into space and imagine how much fun we'd be having at home instead of wasting our time. also, we could take off SO many days at school when we go and watch those stupid movies that have nothing to do with the cirriculum. those movies are stupid rated G movies that we've seen a billion times anyways, so why make us sit there?? we could go home and watch any movie that our parents see fit to watch. ok, look. if your kids have nowhere to go when they *need* to go to school, the government SHOULD hack up some of that money they shove up their butts and spend on toilet paper and all of their *personal* needs (wants, not needs) and support them. "and the average teenager doesn't get enough exercize." alright, tell the government to support a fund of a *club* of sorts where the kids go and go play sports. it's fun and provides them with exercize. pollution? all you do is destroy all of the cars and everyone gets a bike. there's no exhaust and it solves the overweight problem and the bike is less expensive than a car. kids too young to do that? the parent(s) can get together and pull the kids behind them in some sort of carriage. the older kids can ride their own, solving the overweight in teens, drivers licence issues, accidents on highways...the lists go on and on. what about long distances? busses could have their own designated roads that they could ride on. hate busses? tough. you're riding them or ride your bike the whole way.

ho hum...

i feel better.

no, actually i have to go do my math homework, so...nevermind

i'll write later.