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Feb. 25, 2007
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I only ate one drumstick at the picnic dance this summer, just one little drumstick-They say I couldn't be dumber. One tough and skinny drum stick, why was that such a bummer? But everybodys mad at me, especially the drummer.-Shel Silverstein.
So...............I was like walking along and all the sudden this girl was all like "O my gosh you have a weird face!" And I was all like "What did you say about yo momma? You know you should respect your elders." So she was all like "Yeah well my elders are in Panera and they don't like Switchfoot." So I was all like "Well they have problems cuz switchfoot ROX!" So she was like "I have a pretzel." And then she walked off.
ThE ENd!
Don't ask...I don't know whats wrong with me right now. I really need to go to bed cuz I gotta get up at 6:30 or 6 tomorrow. And I still need to get a shower. I should prolly go. OOOOOOO! Hannah gave Balter a ugly purse! I don't know if she left the awesome poem on it. Now I shall close with the 'fore mentioned poem.
My beard grows to my toes.
I never wears no clothes.
I wraps my hair around my bare,
and down the road I goes.-Shel Silverstein.
Since you posted a weird, abstract comment on my blog, I feel that I have the right to do the same on yours.
You seem like a weird, abstract kind of person. That's good; I like people like that. However, I would like to learn more about you since we're going to be friends (I love new friends). What's your name? What kind of stuff do you like to do? How old are you? That sort of stuff.
<----Thats me!!! "I would run for a thousand years if I knew every step would be getting me closer. I'd swim to the ocean floor, for my Lord your the treasure."-Hillsong (I think), Treasure
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