Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Lmbo

She doesn't follow my blog anymore, I'm as sad as a kid on a rollercoaster.

Wait a minute, that kid wouldn't be sad at all...

We's strange.

So Brooke and Melissa, your church is...

fun.

The people are very fun to be around.

Now, I just have to get to know some of them so I can actually talk in our small group.

It's kinda awkward, for me at least, to say something of a religious sort in front of people I don't know.

Maybe I'm just weird.

Yea, that's it.

=P

Monday, February 23, 2009

WTFreak?!?

So I'm trying to respond to your blog Lindsay, but the verification thing is messed up.

It says for me to enter the letter as they appear, but the only letters are

Loading...

Then next to the place where you enter the letters as they appear...

is a handicap symbol.

You know the one of the stick figure in a wheelchair.

I don't understand.

So I'll put it here...

Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow?

:/

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Fix You

Another good song.

But, for this occasion it's Fix Me.

As in I should try to Fix Me.

At least it's not constant I guess.

Oh and my mom actually did come home...

at 6:30 this morning.

Why is that just fine for adults to do, and yet if she was my age, she would be getting berrated for sleeping with him?

There is just as much of a chance of that happening, as there is of me liking Mr. uh...Ms. Erickson.

I hate double standards.

:/

Thursday, February 19, 2009

I Found It

So I had this Coldplay song on my Zune that at the end of it had like 10 seconds of another song on it, and I always wanted that other song.

Thanks Ross!

Strawberry Swing is now my favourite song.

They were sitting
They were sitting in the Strawberry Swing
Every moment was so precious

They were sitting
They were talking in the Strawberry Swing
Everybody was for fightning
Wouldn't wanna waste a thing

Cold, cold water
Bring me round
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Cold, cold water
What ya say?

It's such
It's a such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day

I remember
We were walking up to Strawberry Swing
I can't till the morning
Wouldn't wanna change a thing

People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don't you wanna curve away

It's such
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day

Now the sky could be blue
I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue
I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue, could be grey
Without you I'm just miles away

The sky could be blue
I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

On a different note...

You are such a bitch.

I feel no remorse at all.

I'm talking about you Brianna.

Thank you for proving just how little you are.

You've gone to Neighborhood for just soo long.

I completely understand where you get off.

Yeah right.

So far, you've done nothing to prove to me that you are not a trampy, little whore.

What with the hitting on me, and all of this behind closed doors thing you've got going on here.

I hope you read this and feel nothing at all about what I've said, it would just prove how nieve you truly are.

However, I will stop before I get totally out of hand.

I must not lower and debase myself to make you feel bad, enough other people will help me out with that.

Getting down to your level might be a tad difficult though.

Oh!

Another side note...

I really enjoy my girlfriend's company.

We are soo weird...

and awesome!

;D

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Wow-ie

Lol.

It doesn't take much anymore...

You might ask, to do what?

And that's your prerogative.

:P

Monday, February 16, 2009

George Washington, Carver

Inventor of the first handful of peanuts.

8O

Sunday, February 15, 2009