I was tagged a long time ago by Dylan, so I'm finally doing it...

Here it is...

Read it well....

how old is you dad's oldest brother's oldest child? My Dad has a sister...

what did you get your oldest brother/sister for his/her birthday? My heartfelt affection

did you brush your hair this morning? Not really, it's short.

when you open your eyes in the morning what do you see? (beware!text slang ahead) idk 

have you ever given to "Locks of Love"?  Why do you think my hair is short?

what size shoe do you wear? 22 (caution! more text slang!) lol

what is the last letter in your middle name? n

are you wairing any finger-nail polish? Just clear-coat--er, uh... (AHH! the slang burns!) jk

what 4 people will you tag? If you guys want to do the tag, you're welcome to it

Peace out!

         In my last entry I used lyrics from a song by Relient K called "Maybe It's Maybeline". Because the song is somewhat obscure (project playlist doesn't even have it), and I was asked if I knew that Maybeline was make-up, I"m going to post the lyrics to prevent further confusion, the song has a great message.

People make mistakes.
We find that everything breaks.
And it always is the same: gotta find someone to blame.
And these errors that we make
('cause we're all human earthquakes.)
Yeah, we made the hurricane,
yet we're not the ones to blame?
We point the finger even though its not polite.
We condemn the son of God
(we're hoping two wrongs make a right).

Maybe it is them.
Or, maybe it is me.
Or, maybe its Maybeline.
People make mistakes.
We took the apple from the snake.
And it always is the same: gotta find someone to blame.
Our reputations were at stake,
but the guilt we could not take.
America's gone down the drain.
The president's at fault again?

We point the finger even though it's not polite.
We condemn the son of God
(we're hoping two wrongs make a right).
The truth is, excuses are lame.
Accept consequence.
Accept the blame.
We're all sinners.
We're all unclean.
Maybe we're born with it.
Or maybe its Maybeline

Later

       It feels so great outside! My bro and I were at grandparent's all afternoon playing basketball (I'm a BEAST!) and drinking Pepsi. It's been a while since I posted, I don't l know why I took so long, maybe it is them, maybe it is me, or maybe it's maybeline, yeah, maybe it's maybeline!

       Sorry, we're listening to Relient K (SHOCKING!) and that song rocks! Anyway, I posted a long entry last time, so this one will be shorter. It could say "the end" at any time. But should I end this post with a question? What have you been doing lately (rk references)?It still could say "the end" at any time... But it won't.... Fin

Chuck Norris was born in a log cabin that he built with his bare hands.

When Chuck Norris jumps in a pool, he doesn't get wet, the pool gets Chuck Norris.

You win some, you lose some. Chuck Norris wins all.

OK, enough of that, he not that great, haha. So, I had my basketball end of the year banquet last night. Our school had tons of people there--girls middle school, guys middle school, JV, and Varsity, girls Varsity, and the cheerleaders.

Now I know your saying to yourself, "wait a minute, he's not homeschooled?!! IMPOSTER!!" Now before you go jumping to conclusions, let me make one thing clear: You really shouldn't be talking to yourself, people will think your crazy! Oh, and I am homeschooled, but where I live in Area 51 the state requires you to be signed with like a co-op thing, and ours offers one-day-a-week tutorials, sports, field trips, ect., it's very cool.

Anyway, back to the B-ball thing. There was lots of food, people, and SPEECHES! With all those teams, and all those different coaches, and volunteers, and our principal--we were there for a while to put it short. Anyway, it was fun.

Our first baseball game is Monday! Basketball just got over, and we've only had like 5 practices, but the season's starting whether we like it or not--don't get me wrong though, I'm excited, it's gonna be a lot of fun.

OK, that's enough. Later.