Hello!!! How was the holidays? Holidays in my family are a recipe for disaster. Well, I bought myself a couple of CD's, 21st Century Breakdown and Dangerous. While taking the plastic wrapping off, I impaled my mother with a Green Day CD. The corner hit her on the ankle bone. Well, my bad. My family decided to break out all the German traditions this year, tirbuted to Uncle Herb, so we opened presents on Christmas Eve. Once everyone was hammered and loopy, dinner was over and we were on the phone with Uncle Rick, discussing what it would be like if our family won the lottery and got our own TV show. I "played Santa" this year, and by the end, I was tearing paper off to get to the bottom of the pile. My brother got three packs of microwaveable Chow Mien and five packages of underwear. I got five pairs of socks and a lot of Michael Jackson and The Beatles stuff. Bro has this *brilliant* idea.
"NEW GAME! How about, everytime someone opens a present, you do a shot."
That worked REALLY well. Haha, after a night of non-stop Carpenters, everyone had had enough so we went to bed. On Christmas Day, we drove down to Connecticut. There is NO place like home. We get to my Aunt Jay's house, and my second cousins Marisa and Tyler and my cousins Chris and Micky were there along with the whole Brizz gang. Jay, Larry, mom, dad, Mike, me, Fran, Kev, Eric, Jack, mem, and Steve. Steve shared awesome stories with us about his hairy back and how Nair works so well. Wow, thanks. I really needed to know that. My brother and Steve were gettin to Marisa real well because they kept calling her goth and she was FREAKING out. Calm down, sparky. They're just being themselves. Marisa precedes to tell me about her boyfriend. Her parents think he's gay because his name is Alexis, his favorite color is purple, and his favorite movies are Mean Girls and The Notebook... Sounds straight to me! ;-) Micky was loading up on the drinks. Rather than rum and coke, she was going for vodka and coke, which turned into vodka with a shot of coke. By the end of Christmas, everyone was cursing and so drunk, they could've given Mem a heart attack. The next day was Aunt Fran's birthday. We decided to go to the mall, so we swung by Aunt Jays to pick up Jay, Marisa and Micky. The mall was freakin' packed, but we trailed along, dragging Micky in all of her hungover glory along with us. Drunk people are really funny. But when your entire Christmas is bombarded with alcoholics, it's really unerving. Haha, after shopping for four hours, we went out to dinner for Aunt Fran's birthday. It was an extreme task trying to scope out a joint that would seat 17 people, we now had Jen and Dean joining us. We found a place and everyone meets up. This PAINSTAKINGLY long dinner consisted of me and Marisa simultaneously texting, the bro and I exchanging akward glances, and Steve shooting me weird looks I couldn't decipher. I looked over to the other end of the table and Steve goes "Jenn, turn your head. I don't want to tell you this" and continues to tell a story inappropriate for anyone my age. He also called me a redneck or something, but I've stopped processing what the druken idiot says about three years ago. He was going to take Mike and Ty out after dinner and says "That's it! I'm not touching anymore of these damn kids! I took Eric out, and got in trouble for that! Then I took Jaclyn out to get her belly button pierced and almost got in BIG trouble for that! No more" With that, he ends up taking Mike and Ty and even when Mike is supposed to drive, Steve takes the wheel and all the parents are going ballistic. Yep, that's a holiday with my family if I've ever had one. How was your holiday? If you have any great fantastic stories, I'll be glad to post them. God knows, I'm running out of things to post. You can only say so many things about your freakin' crazy family. Peace out!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Thanksgiving Was Great. And How About This Twitter Craze?
You ever read something that you wrote and think it's really hilarious. Well, I do and I just have to share.
"November 17, 2009
Heyo!! Dude, in contemporary 4-5 we learned a four minute Turkey-Jam in less than two hours. It's probably the best holiday themed dance ever choreographed. The Pat-Y-O Workshop was WICKED t.s.n.y. I think Pat-Y-O is a J-BreeZ fan. :-P My birthday was also wicked great. I got a ton of money and some sick stuff and the LINKIN PARK ROAD TO REVOLUTION DVD/CD. Sully says I'll be getting my present from... PJ MACWILLIAMS BON BON soon. What a name. Haha. We get to go to Connecticut fo' T-Giving. Way better than the nerdbombed celebration of '08. That had "gay" written all over it. But I love it down in Thomaston, so this should be fun. G'night!"
That Thanksgiving turned out to be the most entertaining holiday of all time. The Brizz Fam gets crazier by the season. As my bro says, he got to see the loving, caring family that would all get together and pray before they eat. I get the family where everyone shows up drunk and yelling, and just cackle when g-ma is the only one saying grace. Oh lord, what a generaton gap. Hah, one of my personal favorite scenarios of the weekend:
Steve (cousin): "Well, thanks mom. I'm about to head out. Let me just grab some booze before I leave." (Grabs a full bottle of vodka.)
Mike (brother): "Steve, you are a sh*tty human."
Steve: "Don't worry. I'll return it tomorrow... Empty."
Awesome. Gotta love the family. According to my mem' and her ever-decayin memory, she was a great dancer when she was younger and could put both her legs behind her head. Yeah, okay gram. She's crazy.
WE die when love is dead. We lost a dream we never had.
~LOVE.IS.DEAD [tokio hotel]
We had UN LATE START today! Who doesn't love an extra two hours of sleep? No one! With the exception of people who don't like them.
I think Twitter is really entertaining. Not just because I can publicize the best blog EVER and not to mention... my website:-) but because it shows how ridiculous people are and how much some kids need attention. Today, I just discovered after having a twitter for... 7 months now? that if you click @lpkidd or whatever your name is, it shows all the tweets that are replied to you. WHOA. I read them and almost all of them were girls from school.
"Heyyyyyyyyy follow me?????????"
"Hey sista. follow me!"
"whoa, you're on here?!? follow me!"
The only person I'm gonna follow out of all of those is the one who said,
"HEYY! I didn't know there were any other average people on here."
Take that, chikas. QUOTE ME ON THIS, IT WILL BE FAMOUS. A person is not defined by the number of followers they have, but by the quality of their tweets. Thank you. And good night.
"November 17, 2009
Heyo!! Dude, in contemporary 4-5 we learned a four minute Turkey-Jam in less than two hours. It's probably the best holiday themed dance ever choreographed. The Pat-Y-O Workshop was WICKED t.s.n.y. I think Pat-Y-O is a J-BreeZ fan. :-P My birthday was also wicked great. I got a ton of money and some sick stuff and the LINKIN PARK ROAD TO REVOLUTION DVD/CD. Sully says I'll be getting my present from... PJ MACWILLIAMS BON BON soon. What a name. Haha. We get to go to Connecticut fo' T-Giving. Way better than the nerdbombed celebration of '08. That had "gay" written all over it. But I love it down in Thomaston, so this should be fun. G'night!"
That Thanksgiving turned out to be the most entertaining holiday of all time. The Brizz Fam gets crazier by the season. As my bro says, he got to see the loving, caring family that would all get together and pray before they eat. I get the family where everyone shows up drunk and yelling, and just cackle when g-ma is the only one saying grace. Oh lord, what a generaton gap. Hah, one of my personal favorite scenarios of the weekend:
Steve (cousin): "Well, thanks mom. I'm about to head out. Let me just grab some booze before I leave." (Grabs a full bottle of vodka.)
Mike (brother): "Steve, you are a sh*tty human."
Steve: "Don't worry. I'll return it tomorrow... Empty."
Awesome. Gotta love the family. According to my mem' and her ever-decayin memory, she was a great dancer when she was younger and could put both her legs behind her head. Yeah, okay gram. She's crazy.
WE die when love is dead. We lost a dream we never had.
~LOVE.IS.DEAD [tokio hotel]
We had UN LATE START today! Who doesn't love an extra two hours of sleep? No one! With the exception of people who don't like them.
I think Twitter is really entertaining. Not just because I can publicize the best blog EVER and not to mention... my website:-) but because it shows how ridiculous people are and how much some kids need attention. Today, I just discovered after having a twitter for... 7 months now? that if you click @lpkidd or whatever your name is, it shows all the tweets that are replied to you. WHOA. I read them and almost all of them were girls from school.
"Heyyyyyyyyy follow me?????????"
"Hey sista. follow me!"
"whoa, you're on here?!? follow me!"
The only person I'm gonna follow out of all of those is the one who said,
"HEYY! I didn't know there were any other average people on here."
Take that, chikas. QUOTE ME ON THIS, IT WILL BE FAMOUS. A person is not defined by the number of followers they have, but by the quality of their tweets. Thank you. And good night.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
I Like Yelling "SHINODA!" While Reading Phoenix Tweet About Tiger Woods
Alright Tiger, what's the story? Can we not drive 10 feet from our house without upsetting half the women in America? I mean really, not bad enough that he'd been doing this for so long, but he's the only black golfer in America. Tiger's wife got an offer for a golf club line that you can beat Tiger Woods with. :-) My hero right now is Phoenix from Linkin Park (the bass player) for tweeting this joke to the Twitter community. What's the difference between Tiger Woods and Santa? Santa stops at three ho's. What a slap in the face. Haha I love to yell "SHINODA" every chance I get. My friend saw him on the Grammy Award Nominee show, texts me: "SHINODA! Turn the Grammy's on!". At school I just say SHINODA in the hallways. It's more than good. It's grrrreat! Today, I went and baked cookies for the needy at the church. It was a freakin' bucket of fun. In all seriousness, it was pretty fun. There were some kids from my school there and I dragged one of my buddies there and we were kicking cookie ass. We definetly beat the high schoolers. But we had that thing goin on where there was this group of kids that did NOT look at all like they were in eighth grade. So we looked on the sign in sheet and they were. I think maybe they lied... or got held back? I'm not judging. My spidey-sense was tingling, that's all. I hope you're enjoying the blog and if you're a true brizztidbits fan, you'll jump on the SHINODA craze.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Oh Winter. The Worst Point Of The School Year, Fuzzy Socks and Christmakwanzuka (Winter Solstice)
Happy December! Winter, to me, is THE worst part of the year. And as luck will have it, I'm landed in the section of the United States where winter is longer than most of the other seasons. Awesome. Even though we get a lot of vacation days and snow days away from school, I think it's the worst part of the school year besides March. Winter at school is when you discover what the year will truly be like. It's when teachers pile on the projects that count for 200% percent of your grade and give you three days to do it. Are you passing math, because I believe 200% would be your grade in two trimesters. Tricky. Plus, you find out who the kids are that you TRULY despise and who you should stick to in your classes. People's dark sides come out, trust me. My favorite confidence-wrecker is when kids are like "oh man, I'm just so good at this subject" then recieve a progress report and it has a big fat F for FAILURE of it. Classic. Why just the other day in math (my FAVORITE subject *roll eyes unappreciatively) a boy goes "Ah, I'm so good at math" to himself. After correcting the homework, he precedes to ask the teacher if she can put numbers 5-18 on the board. The assignment was 5-25. 7 right. Yeah, you're just a freakin' genius. Also, winter is when our first report cards come out, and there's always a couple of the slackers that come out with B's. How does that happen. We should all just stop trying and we'll succeed in life. THIS BLOG HAS THE SECRET TO LIFE. If you don't try, you will succeed. Simple as that. Some good things about winter would be the fact that you can wear all the slammin' fuzzy socks you want and not have heat stroke. I am a HUGE fan of socks, so this is a big deal for me. Next time you want to wish someone a winter greeting, don't take the chance of offending any religion and say Happy Christmakwanzuka Winter Solstice. It combines Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah and Winter Solstice all together. It's a fool proof way of bringing holiday cheer. LOL(Lots.Of.Love) ~ your favorite blog writer :-)
Monday, December 7, 2009
Teachers Really Do Hate Students. And Aids Don't Even Have A Purpose. They're Like Teachers... But Not
Hello world!!!!!!!!!! How is my favorite blog-reading community today? It twas a great day today, aside from all of the boring-butt teachers who are only concerned with teaching long enough to get a pension. I SWEAR that some people only become lunch monitors and aids to be rude to kids and get away with it.
For one thing, my that teacher today is totally hunky dorky with this kid who is freaking the flip out about Santa Clause and pretending to shoot people. But yet if I tell him to "shut up" or "put a sock in it", I'm suddenly the criminal. Okkkkay.
At lunch today, it was several of my friends birthdays, so my buddy Flip brought in Chinese food for just our table to eat. We were having a grand ol time, flaunting our asian-induced goodness, when some lunch monitor comes over.
"I want to eat at THIS table! Whose birthday is it?"
The woman was OBVIOUSLY begging for food. Look lady, you get to cut any and all the students you want in the lunch line every day of the year, and they also hold special and wayyyyy better food for you people. Don't come prying our once a year treat off our table. Yah' jerk.
Aids don't even do anything. They just walk around and bug kids and break coffee mugs all up in the hallways. I'm walkin' here!!! Haha, really, they can't even give you the correct steps on how to do something if you ask for help.
THIS ONE is my personal favorite. All you adults that say that you always handle things better than children and are fair and nice...... suck on this. I am standing in the snack line buying a half filled, overpriced bag of New* healthy baked Lays chips, when I see a group of kids heading outside to at least get two minutes of fresh air before our 22 minute lunch is over. I then hear a mean aid say to another mean aid "I'll wait until they just get outside" and they smirk at eachother. SMIRK!!! Sure enough, as soon as one kid pushed the door open, the woman blows her obnoxious whistle. And she laughs. That's so rude, I cannot even fathom it. Don't taunt us with almost getting free from this little detention center and then drag us back in. A few days later, she did that to me and my buds, too. By now, I'm FURIOUS. So I go back to get my apple juice. And, while I'm obviously reaching for it, the same woman picks it up and goes "SOMEONE LEFT THEIR APPLE JUICE!" "Uh, that's mine! Sorry..." I say in the most sarcastic, unappreciative voice I can manage. "Well, thank you." the lady mocks. "Yeah, NO PROBLEMO." And I stormed my way out of the lunch room. That's right. Treat others the way you would want to be treated. That's the moral here. No matter if you're an adult or a kid, you still have to respect other people. That's all for now!!! :-)
For one thing, my that teacher today is totally hunky dorky with this kid who is freaking the flip out about Santa Clause and pretending to shoot people. But yet if I tell him to "shut up" or "put a sock in it", I'm suddenly the criminal. Okkkkay.
At lunch today, it was several of my friends birthdays, so my buddy Flip brought in Chinese food for just our table to eat. We were having a grand ol time, flaunting our asian-induced goodness, when some lunch monitor comes over.
"I want to eat at THIS table! Whose birthday is it?"
The woman was OBVIOUSLY begging for food. Look lady, you get to cut any and all the students you want in the lunch line every day of the year, and they also hold special and wayyyyy better food for you people. Don't come prying our once a year treat off our table. Yah' jerk.
Aids don't even do anything. They just walk around and bug kids and break coffee mugs all up in the hallways. I'm walkin' here!!! Haha, really, they can't even give you the correct steps on how to do something if you ask for help.
THIS ONE is my personal favorite. All you adults that say that you always handle things better than children and are fair and nice...... suck on this. I am standing in the snack line buying a half filled, overpriced bag of New* healthy baked Lays chips, when I see a group of kids heading outside to at least get two minutes of fresh air before our 22 minute lunch is over. I then hear a mean aid say to another mean aid "I'll wait until they just get outside" and they smirk at eachother. SMIRK!!! Sure enough, as soon as one kid pushed the door open, the woman blows her obnoxious whistle. And she laughs. That's so rude, I cannot even fathom it. Don't taunt us with almost getting free from this little detention center and then drag us back in. A few days later, she did that to me and my buds, too. By now, I'm FURIOUS. So I go back to get my apple juice. And, while I'm obviously reaching for it, the same woman picks it up and goes "SOMEONE LEFT THEIR APPLE JUICE!" "Uh, that's mine! Sorry..." I say in the most sarcastic, unappreciative voice I can manage. "Well, thank you." the lady mocks. "Yeah, NO PROBLEMO." And I stormed my way out of the lunch room. That's right. Treat others the way you would want to be treated. That's the moral here. No matter if you're an adult or a kid, you still have to respect other people. That's all for now!!! :-)
Friday, December 4, 2009
Things That Purplex Me Are How Teachers Manage To Give You Chills Just By Looking at You and Why There Would Be A Boy In A Balloon
I don't know about anyone else, but I absolutley hate when teachers just look at you. Especially if you're working and they pretend you can't see them while they're glaring over your shoulder all croweded in your space. Look, I'm not blind. Could you leave me a little room to breathe? Thanks. Or even if you're the best working student ever, and they shoot you "the look" on accident, and you are frozen with shock. Like, "what the eff did I do!". I hate that. Happened at least four times today. God, I think I deserve a little more respect than that. Hahaha today, things are just crazy. Really! Everything now adays is just wacked out. Like that whole balloon boy shinanigans? What is that all about? Oh, and my favortie part of that whole thing is that people are so set on ripping on the fabulous Michael Jackson, that they manage to make more MJ jokes out of it. And they aren't even funny... Just upsetting. (To me). Example... Looks like Michael Jackson was ordering take-out in heaven again.
Wow. Hilarious. Haha those unappreciateve HATERZ. And Lady GaGa. When did she get here? She popped out no where and now shes the avant-garde superstar of the new millenium. No, I think "avant-garde" is the understatement of the century here. She's just freaky. I'm tellin' you, go back and listen to when she was at least PG-13 in her Just Dance song, then go listen to Bad Romance. Ra ra ra ma ma, Ga Ga Oo La La. Really? A second grader could have written a better song. Granted, I love freaky artists and what not, but this is just disturbing to me. But hey, for all you GaGa fans of the world, no disrespect. You have complete freedom and also have total right to call me an ass for dissing her.
NOTE: If any of you have a definition for the word "abariginy", please e-mail be at hoopsandyoyofreak@yahoo.com. THANKS.
Wow. Hilarious. Haha those unappreciateve HATERZ. And Lady GaGa. When did she get here? She popped out no where and now shes the avant-garde superstar of the new millenium. No, I think "avant-garde" is the understatement of the century here. She's just freaky. I'm tellin' you, go back and listen to when she was at least PG-13 in her Just Dance song, then go listen to Bad Romance. Ra ra ra ma ma, Ga Ga Oo La La. Really? A second grader could have written a better song. Granted, I love freaky artists and what not, but this is just disturbing to me. But hey, for all you GaGa fans of the world, no disrespect. You have complete freedom and also have total right to call me an ass for dissing her.
NOTE: If any of you have a definition for the word "abariginy", please e-mail be at hoopsandyoyofreak@yahoo.com. THANKS.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Important Priorities Are Respecting All Music Artists and Setting Life Goals
My life goals
~meet Chester Bennington
~meet Mike Shinoda
~meet anyone from Linkin Park
~become a russian male ballerina
~floss
Music artists today are more appauling, shocking and even just pitiful than any of the songs that they could ever cook up. You have everything from Lady Gaga, to Miley Cyrus, to Bon Jovi trying to recreate his late 80's-90's one album success. But as much as you may hate some artists, I think it is still important to respect them. Granted, I did lose a great amount of it for Miley. I guess she was mad that there wasn't anyone in the ice cream truck to sell her a popsicle or something so the only alternative was to pole dance her frustration away. Putting the raunchiness aside, you still have to respect even the most re-verbed, electrically enhanced, horrible artists. You'll never escape it, so just accept it.
~meet Chester Bennington
~meet Mike Shinoda
~meet anyone from Linkin Park
~become a russian male ballerina
~floss
Music artists today are more appauling, shocking and even just pitiful than any of the songs that they could ever cook up. You have everything from Lady Gaga, to Miley Cyrus, to Bon Jovi trying to recreate his late 80's-90's one album success. But as much as you may hate some artists, I think it is still important to respect them. Granted, I did lose a great amount of it for Miley. I guess she was mad that there wasn't anyone in the ice cream truck to sell her a popsicle or something so the only alternative was to pole dance her frustration away. Putting the raunchiness aside, you still have to respect even the most re-verbed, electrically enhanced, horrible artists. You'll never escape it, so just accept it.
Life Scenarios Really Are Based on Two Things: Facts and Karma
I haven't blogged in forever. Cuz' blogging's for losers. So that;s why I'm here. :P truthfully, I forgot my password so I was unable to access my creation. Haha, never fear, the Brizz is back. I'd like to start off by sayin that YOU HAVE BETTER CHECKED OUT/LISTENED TO/BOUGHT ON ITUNES OR IN STORES THE DEAD BY SUNRISE "OUT OF ASHES" CD. If you have not, you're not allowed back to this blog ever again until you do. So, get on that. Now for a couple of announcements:
~HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAD DELSON (December 1)
~HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY FLIP AND SAN (December 7 and 8)
~Thank you Pags for giving me the Paramore album Riot, you should all check it out. Everyone knows Misrey Business, so look into that, yo!
Yah' know what I learned today? One, that my music teacher makes references to Monte Python several times everyday and I swear to god, that we watches it everyday. Two, that reseraunts always make up their own crappy birthday songs to sing that go along with your free birthday dessert because Paul McCartney actually owns the rights to the song Happy Birthday (not the Beatles "The Birthday Song). Weird, right? No wonder the guys so famous, that song along must be raking in enough money to abolish poverty in Southern Africa! Cah-razy!
I'm one of those people, along with being a mindfreak, who just always gets the bad end of karma. It's real, don't you doubt that. Everyone loves reading about other people's ability to fail, so here you go.
Today at lunch, I decide it would be a fun game for me to sit at the end of the lunch table where everyone walks by, close my eyes, have my friends tell me when someone's coming, and then fling my limbs out into the aisle so as to hit someone. Well I hit this one chick twice, but she deserved it because you'd think she'd have learned the first time. GO AROUND. Then we took this little game outside and I was being guided through a parking lot and basketball court filled with a bunch of rude eight graders. I fell off the side of the sidewalk. Good fun.
I ALWAYS end up walking into people making out. I manage to look away and give a "sup" to someone right as there is a lip-locking couple in my path of travel. It's great. I've run into the same girl and her b.f. at least three times. One time, I ran into two couples in a row. NEW RECORD.
We all have days when we just aren't entirely there. During everyones favorite period of the day, something we cleverly named Core and More, we were learning a very complicated fourth grade skill called "Making Graphic Organizers." I now hold the record for the sadest attempt at describing something... ever. Mr. Vassar, being the good man he is, puts up with my "unique" way of learning.
He asks "Does anyone know what a graphic organizer is"
Me, thinking about what I'm doing after school or staring at some kid goes "Mmmmhmm!"
Mr. V shoots be a look, and I may have peed my pants either from the shock of being looked at or the fact that I'm now answering involuntarily.
"Can you define it?"
"Uh, no. No I can't, sorry."
"Alright, anyone else?"
....."OH WAIT YES! Yes, yeah, I can do it now! Yeah."
He calls on me.
"It's. It's uhh.... It's uhhhhhh...... It's a box..... With other boxes... around it??? And they have... ideas in them."
That's an answer deserving of a Nobel Peace Prize.
The other day, getting out of the car, I accidentally kicked a paper out of Katrina's car, and it blew underneath. I preceded to get the paper from under the car, while chewing on a piece of Ice Cube gum.
"I got it, I got it. Don't worry Katrina, I got it!"
After a solid 5 minutes of chasing the paper around in the wind, I catch it.
"GOT IT!"
For whatever reason, I made the noise of a cat with a hairball and swallowed my gum. A great way to start your morning is on a stomach full of winter-green goodness.
~HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAD DELSON (December 1)
~HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY FLIP AND SAN (December 7 and 8)
~Thank you Pags for giving me the Paramore album Riot, you should all check it out. Everyone knows Misrey Business, so look into that, yo!
Yah' know what I learned today? One, that my music teacher makes references to Monte Python several times everyday and I swear to god, that we watches it everyday. Two, that reseraunts always make up their own crappy birthday songs to sing that go along with your free birthday dessert because Paul McCartney actually owns the rights to the song Happy Birthday (not the Beatles "The Birthday Song). Weird, right? No wonder the guys so famous, that song along must be raking in enough money to abolish poverty in Southern Africa! Cah-razy!
I'm one of those people, along with being a mindfreak, who just always gets the bad end of karma. It's real, don't you doubt that. Everyone loves reading about other people's ability to fail, so here you go.
Today at lunch, I decide it would be a fun game for me to sit at the end of the lunch table where everyone walks by, close my eyes, have my friends tell me when someone's coming, and then fling my limbs out into the aisle so as to hit someone. Well I hit this one chick twice, but she deserved it because you'd think she'd have learned the first time. GO AROUND. Then we took this little game outside and I was being guided through a parking lot and basketball court filled with a bunch of rude eight graders. I fell off the side of the sidewalk. Good fun.
I ALWAYS end up walking into people making out. I manage to look away and give a "sup" to someone right as there is a lip-locking couple in my path of travel. It's great. I've run into the same girl and her b.f. at least three times. One time, I ran into two couples in a row. NEW RECORD.
We all have days when we just aren't entirely there. During everyones favorite period of the day, something we cleverly named Core and More, we were learning a very complicated fourth grade skill called "Making Graphic Organizers." I now hold the record for the sadest attempt at describing something... ever. Mr. Vassar, being the good man he is, puts up with my "unique" way of learning.
He asks "Does anyone know what a graphic organizer is"
Me, thinking about what I'm doing after school or staring at some kid goes "Mmmmhmm!"
Mr. V shoots be a look, and I may have peed my pants either from the shock of being looked at or the fact that I'm now answering involuntarily.
"Can you define it?"
"Uh, no. No I can't, sorry."
"Alright, anyone else?"
....."OH WAIT YES! Yes, yeah, I can do it now! Yeah."
He calls on me.
"It's. It's uhh.... It's uhhhhhh...... It's a box..... With other boxes... around it??? And they have... ideas in them."
That's an answer deserving of a Nobel Peace Prize.
The other day, getting out of the car, I accidentally kicked a paper out of Katrina's car, and it blew underneath. I preceded to get the paper from under the car, while chewing on a piece of Ice Cube gum.
"I got it, I got it. Don't worry Katrina, I got it!"
After a solid 5 minutes of chasing the paper around in the wind, I catch it.
"GOT IT!"
For whatever reason, I made the noise of a cat with a hairball and swallowed my gum. A great way to start your morning is on a stomach full of winter-green goodness.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Out Of Ashes
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Why Eat Meatless Chicken Nuggets When It Can Be Made Of Real Chicken?
Yeah, I knew I could do it. All I really had to do to get the little six and eight year olds to pay attention and have fun during my class was play The Beatles the whole time. Haha well, I really enjoyed it. Alright, you know what really freaks me out? Well actually, here is my whole list of things that freak me out.
1. Feet
2. Veins
3. Spiders
4. Boogers
5. Taylor Swift
6. Belly buttons
I can not even imagine getting my belly button pierced. I would be so grossed out all the time. YUCK! And feet, I just. I really just dislike feet. If you have a weird list such as mine that you dislike, and want to share, hit me up and e-mail. [hoopsandyoyofreak@yahoo.com] And if you want, I'll post it up in this her' blog.
Boredum sucks. Does everyone else agree? I was so bored a couple of days ago, that I actually learned the hoedown throwdown. I've officially lost it. I mean, that is definelty the tackiest of all fad dances, even worse than the Soulja Boy Crank That, and I learned it. What has the world come to?
You know what else is REALLY annoying? I mean, other than Hannah Montana and her stupid dances? Vegetarians who eat meat. Okay, stop lying to yourself, OBVIOUSLY if your feasting on a hot dog, you are not a realy veg-head. I mean, who doesn't love it when a "vegetarian" makes a HUGE shtink about how cruel it is to eat meat, and you catch 'em scarfing down a ham and cheese sandwich for lunch! Come on! Haha. I LOVE MEAT AND I ADMIT IT. NO SHAME! Just tell the truth. If you like meat, that's okay. Or when vegans do the same thing. It's like "okay, either put down the yogurt and go eat some tofu beans or whatever the HECK it is you people eat. Meatless chicken nuggets, or stop calling yourself a vegan."
That's all I have to say because this topic just annoys me so much. :-)
BY THE BY, this little rant-like blog post was inspired my a close friend who is just as equally annoyed with poser veg-heads as I am.
1. Feet
2. Veins
3. Spiders
4. Boogers
5. Taylor Swift
6. Belly buttons
I can not even imagine getting my belly button pierced. I would be so grossed out all the time. YUCK! And feet, I just. I really just dislike feet. If you have a weird list such as mine that you dislike, and want to share, hit me up and e-mail. [hoopsandyoyofreak@yahoo.com] And if you want, I'll post it up in this her' blog.
Boredum sucks. Does everyone else agree? I was so bored a couple of days ago, that I actually learned the hoedown throwdown. I've officially lost it. I mean, that is definelty the tackiest of all fad dances, even worse than the Soulja Boy Crank That, and I learned it. What has the world come to?
You know what else is REALLY annoying? I mean, other than Hannah Montana and her stupid dances? Vegetarians who eat meat. Okay, stop lying to yourself, OBVIOUSLY if your feasting on a hot dog, you are not a realy veg-head. I mean, who doesn't love it when a "vegetarian" makes a HUGE shtink about how cruel it is to eat meat, and you catch 'em scarfing down a ham and cheese sandwich for lunch! Come on! Haha. I LOVE MEAT AND I ADMIT IT. NO SHAME! Just tell the truth. If you like meat, that's okay. Or when vegans do the same thing. It's like "okay, either put down the yogurt and go eat some tofu beans or whatever the HECK it is you people eat. Meatless chicken nuggets, or stop calling yourself a vegan."
That's all I have to say because this topic just annoys me so much. :-)
BY THE BY, this little rant-like blog post was inspired my a close friend who is just as equally annoyed with poser veg-heads as I am.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Nothing Much To Say.
You tell me that it's evolution well you know, we all wanna change the world. Is that even the right sequence of words? WHATEVER. I'm in an extremely good mood today. YIPEE! I taught the children again today. They have absolutely no respect for me. WELL I'M GONNA GIVE THEM THE BEST FRIGGEN' BALLET CLASS EVER on Wednesday because it's my last day with them. I'm doin' Beatles the entire class. Hahah it's gonna be EPIC. :-P. My hair is red. AWESOME. I have nothing to say.
I am the egg man. WOO
They are the egg man. WOO
I am the walrus. COO COO CACHOO.
I saw these books at Barnes and Nobles yesterday. One was "Cobain Unseen" and the other was "Jacko". I wanted to buy them but I had spent all my money. DANG.
I am the egg man. WOO
They are the egg man. WOO
I am the walrus. COO COO CACHOO.
I saw these books at Barnes and Nobles yesterday. One was "Cobain Unseen" and the other was "Jacko". I wanted to buy them but I had spent all my money. DANG.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Why Would I EVER Pee In Jeffree Star's Mouth? Why Would I Pee In Anyone's Mouth?!? HA
I think I'm gonna dye my hair red. Why not, right? I'm so happy that dance started again. Even though I'm sore in places I never thought I could be, I'm back in my element. That's all that matters. My butt and abs hurt so bad. Gah! But it's totally fine. I really have nothing to say. Just that I'm going into eighth grade. WOO HOO!
SHUT UP WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!
That's a snippet from Linkin Park's "One Step Closer" off the Hybrid Theory album. :-) CHECK IT OUT y'all.
Does anyone else think that kids TV shows just get weirder and weirder? Like Wizards of Waverly place. That is the randomest show I've ever seen. And when they think it's a great idea to combine The Suite Life of Zach and Cody (on Deck which is also dumb) with Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place and call it The Wizards On Deck... With Hannah Montana. What the hell? Haha that's fun confusing. It's like why are they on a boat and who is Hannah Montana.
By the way, I thought Hannah Montana was no more? I heard that was the purpose of the movie. That she was just gonna be Miley Ray of Sunshine or whatever her name is from now on. I got all excited. But no. She just got herself a new wig that looks like a mop. What can ya' do?
It really bugs me that South Park isn't on daytime TV. Ever heard of Parental Block? Haha if people got a little more remote-control savvy, then us South Park fans wouldn't have to be up at all hours of the night to watch it. Haha or just tell your kids "Kids, don't watch South Park". Psh, that wouldn't work at all. So I guess the TV people are doing the right thing.
That song "Boom Boom Pow." Jeffree Star remade it and in one line he says "Pee in my mouth". Why, I don't know. But look it up because it's the freaking funniest thing I have ever heard. Haha trust me, it's hilarious!
SHUT UP WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!
That's a snippet from Linkin Park's "One Step Closer" off the Hybrid Theory album. :-) CHECK IT OUT y'all.
Does anyone else think that kids TV shows just get weirder and weirder? Like Wizards of Waverly place. That is the randomest show I've ever seen. And when they think it's a great idea to combine The Suite Life of Zach and Cody (on Deck which is also dumb) with Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place and call it The Wizards On Deck... With Hannah Montana. What the hell? Haha that's fun confusing. It's like why are they on a boat and who is Hannah Montana.
By the way, I thought Hannah Montana was no more? I heard that was the purpose of the movie. That she was just gonna be Miley Ray of Sunshine or whatever her name is from now on. I got all excited. But no. She just got herself a new wig that looks like a mop. What can ya' do?
It really bugs me that South Park isn't on daytime TV. Ever heard of Parental Block? Haha if people got a little more remote-control savvy, then us South Park fans wouldn't have to be up at all hours of the night to watch it. Haha or just tell your kids "Kids, don't watch South Park". Psh, that wouldn't work at all. So I guess the TV people are doing the right thing.
That song "Boom Boom Pow." Jeffree Star remade it and in one line he says "Pee in my mouth". Why, I don't know. But look it up because it's the freaking funniest thing I have ever heard. Haha trust me, it's hilarious!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Happy Birthday, Slash. Slash Is From Guns N' Roses.
It's Slash's birthday. Good excuse to go bake cupcakes or something. SO CELEBRATE, AMERICA! I really don't have much of anything interesting to say today. Surprising, right? Hah, whatever. I'll find something.
You know what's really REALLY annoying? Is when the four people in my family (my mother, father, brother and I) are all out trying to have a nice dinner, and bro and daddio start arguing about politics. It's like mmokay, I'm not really following much of what you're saying, but I'm pretty sure it's not interesting. Therefore, CHANGE THE SUBJECT ALREADY! Seriously, my family spends up to four hours at a time talking about the government or world issues. And we (by we I mean my brother and dad) are all very right-winged people with different views. So it really just gets kind of obnoxious. Speaking of sucky dinners, that flashes me right back to this past Thanksgiving. God forbid we do what any normal family does and get a turkey and eat at home, we decide to round up the whole Brisebois clan from Connecticut and New Hampshire, split the difference and meet up at a Bugaboo Creek in Massachusetts. Why? Because we had a coupon. Oh yeah, that's a good way to determine what we do for Thanksgiving?!? Haha, that was pretty much the worst Thanksgiving ever. The place was PACKED, and the waiters were like jackin' chairs from other tables just so we could sit all 5oo of us at this gigantic table. I didn't even get turkey. I ate a steak on Thanksgiving. But, that was a personal choice. I figured if we're gonna mess with it, why not get a steak? There was all these talking animal heads on the wall and little squirrels that would just start dive-bombing down from the ceiling. TRYING TO EAT, THANKS. Personally, I thought that was the gayest idea for a resteraunt. I would rather not have the heads of animals that are on my plate, talking to me while I'm eating. But whatever. So that was probably one of the worst eating experiences I've ever had.
Well, have a fun day!
You know what's really REALLY annoying? Is when the four people in my family (my mother, father, brother and I) are all out trying to have a nice dinner, and bro and daddio start arguing about politics. It's like mmokay, I'm not really following much of what you're saying, but I'm pretty sure it's not interesting. Therefore, CHANGE THE SUBJECT ALREADY! Seriously, my family spends up to four hours at a time talking about the government or world issues. And we (by we I mean my brother and dad) are all very right-winged people with different views. So it really just gets kind of obnoxious. Speaking of sucky dinners, that flashes me right back to this past Thanksgiving. God forbid we do what any normal family does and get a turkey and eat at home, we decide to round up the whole Brisebois clan from Connecticut and New Hampshire, split the difference and meet up at a Bugaboo Creek in Massachusetts. Why? Because we had a coupon. Oh yeah, that's a good way to determine what we do for Thanksgiving?!? Haha, that was pretty much the worst Thanksgiving ever. The place was PACKED, and the waiters were like jackin' chairs from other tables just so we could sit all 5oo of us at this gigantic table. I didn't even get turkey. I ate a steak on Thanksgiving. But, that was a personal choice. I figured if we're gonna mess with it, why not get a steak? There was all these talking animal heads on the wall and little squirrels that would just start dive-bombing down from the ceiling. TRYING TO EAT, THANKS. Personally, I thought that was the gayest idea for a resteraunt. I would rather not have the heads of animals that are on my plate, talking to me while I'm eating. But whatever. So that was probably one of the worst eating experiences I've ever had.
Well, have a fun day!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Kids Going To The Mayhem Fest '09 Where Global Warming Is NOT Real
Kids. God love 'em but sometimes you really just want to smack 'em. If you think I'm really cruel for saying that, I'm sorry but it's so true. The kids were good during the first ballet class on Monday. But today man, whoa babay, they were just unruley. You wish you could say
HEY! STAND UP. NO SITTING! YOU PAY ATTENTION OR YOUR GETTIN' KICKED OUTTA THIS JOINT, UNDERSTOOD?!?!?!?
But ya' can't really unless you own the place. Which I don't. So I'm stuck with
"Hun, please stand up. We don't sit in ballet. Don't hang on the barres. Hold your arms. Follow along and pay attention so you can do what we're doing." I think yelling would be much more effective but hey, I don't make the rules. Whatever.
I AM BRILLIANT. I've discovered a way that I might be able to go to Mayhem Fest. GO ME!
Babble babble... okay yeah, that's not an appropriate song. (For the record, that was "This Is The New S*** by Marilyn Manson). Global warming is stupid. It's not real. The earth is gonna blow up one way or another and it's not our fault. So rock on with your aresol spray cans, homee-gee.
If we were a cheese, you know we'd be feta. If it were Christmas, we'd be a pointseta, if we were a car, we'd probably be a Jetta, ones named Barats and the other's flute solo.
I really like that group, Tokio Hotel. Why I like all the trans-gender singers, no idea. Haha my buddy Marilyn, Jeffree Star, Chris Crocker, you got this guy named Bill from Tokio Hotel who looks like a girl. Sorry Bill. You know they took I Love Lucy off because they wanted more air time for The Waltons? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of farm people scoop poop around and feed pigs all day or whatever they do. POINT IS that Lucielle Ball could kick all the Walton's asses. PWNED!
HEY! STAND UP. NO SITTING! YOU PAY ATTENTION OR YOUR GETTIN' KICKED OUTTA THIS JOINT, UNDERSTOOD?!?!?!?
But ya' can't really unless you own the place. Which I don't. So I'm stuck with
"Hun, please stand up. We don't sit in ballet. Don't hang on the barres. Hold your arms. Follow along and pay attention so you can do what we're doing." I think yelling would be much more effective but hey, I don't make the rules. Whatever.
I AM BRILLIANT. I've discovered a way that I might be able to go to Mayhem Fest. GO ME!
Babble babble... okay yeah, that's not an appropriate song. (For the record, that was "This Is The New S*** by Marilyn Manson). Global warming is stupid. It's not real. The earth is gonna blow up one way or another and it's not our fault. So rock on with your aresol spray cans, homee-gee.
If we were a cheese, you know we'd be feta. If it were Christmas, we'd be a pointseta, if we were a car, we'd probably be a Jetta, ones named Barats and the other's flute solo.
I really like that group, Tokio Hotel. Why I like all the trans-gender singers, no idea. Haha my buddy Marilyn, Jeffree Star, Chris Crocker, you got this guy named Bill from Tokio Hotel who looks like a girl. Sorry Bill. You know they took I Love Lucy off because they wanted more air time for The Waltons? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of farm people scoop poop around and feed pigs all day or whatever they do. POINT IS that Lucielle Ball could kick all the Walton's asses. PWNED!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Laziness Is Not A Virtue When You Really Have To Pee
I really REALLY have to use the latrine (bathroom), but I'm just too dang lazy to walk three feet, pull my pants down, and sit... Then wash my hands and walk back. Not pulling my pants back up, at all. Haha. It's amazing how unwilling and lazy people are. SHEESH! Another thing that's peculiar about people is they become OBSESSED with things wicked easily. Like Twilight? Not even getting into that.
In sixth grade, Webkinz were like, you were dead if you didn't have one. Instantly un-cool. Okay, we're 12 and playing with stuffed animals? Haha.
Fifth grade, it was those little Tamagotchi things. I hackin LOVED those. We'd bring em to school and under the desk be like "pssssst... wanna connect with me?" Then it would start beeping and singing and then they'd be confiscated and it was just a fine mess.
Those were on of the MANY things I enjoy that were made in China. I don't see what the big deal is with things being made of there. Racist America? Possibly. Led poisoning? Just don't eat anything that shouldn't be eaten and your fine. If your worried about kids putting them in their mouth, watch over the kids better. DUHR! Like America could macufacture things any better. We'd end up with toxic-waste infected toothbrushes or some nonsense haha.
Hair dye made in the US works very well though, I must say. Haha I have dyed my hair a multitude of colors. But my personal favorite was purple. It just worked. I was talking about ballet to one of my ballet buddies that goes to school with me. Some kid whose name will not be mentioned goes "Your a punk. Punks don't do ballet!" Thank you very much kid. Yes they can! That's like saying black people can't ride the bus!
You notice no one says "butthead" anymore? That used to be the big insult. Hey! Your a butthead. Wow, thank you. Then it was, "your stupid". "YOUR MOM!". Don't bring my mom into this because... YOUR DAD.
Ah, children. Too naive to find even slightly good words to make a comeback out of. When making a good comeback, find extremly offensive words that make it sound that you have at least half a brain.
Okay, I'm checkin' out the People Magazine website, and I see numerous people that could vanish from Earth and I wouldn't give a flippin fladoodle, but one strikes me as very VERY irritating. Selena Gomez and Demi Lavato:BFF's Forever. Okay, no disrespect, but BFF is best.friends.forever. No need for a second "forever". Another thing, WHOSE idea was it to put the most annoying teen girl stars together in the first place? It's just really, very uncalled for. I DO NOT like them and I don't find either of them enjoyable. If you do like them, you can leave. YES, THANK YOU FOR LEAVING! Haha, seriously, if my blogging upsets you, instead of commenting on how mean and wrong I am, just GET THE HECK OUTTA MY BLOGSITE. Haha I don't want any haters around here. We love eachother here at Tidbits.
In sixth grade, Webkinz were like, you were dead if you didn't have one. Instantly un-cool. Okay, we're 12 and playing with stuffed animals? Haha.
Fifth grade, it was those little Tamagotchi things. I hackin LOVED those. We'd bring em to school and under the desk be like "pssssst... wanna connect with me?" Then it would start beeping and singing and then they'd be confiscated and it was just a fine mess.
Those were on of the MANY things I enjoy that were made in China. I don't see what the big deal is with things being made of there. Racist America? Possibly. Led poisoning? Just don't eat anything that shouldn't be eaten and your fine. If your worried about kids putting them in their mouth, watch over the kids better. DUHR! Like America could macufacture things any better. We'd end up with toxic-waste infected toothbrushes or some nonsense haha.
Hair dye made in the US works very well though, I must say. Haha I have dyed my hair a multitude of colors. But my personal favorite was purple. It just worked. I was talking about ballet to one of my ballet buddies that goes to school with me. Some kid whose name will not be mentioned goes "Your a punk. Punks don't do ballet!" Thank you very much kid. Yes they can! That's like saying black people can't ride the bus!
You notice no one says "butthead" anymore? That used to be the big insult. Hey! Your a butthead. Wow, thank you. Then it was, "your stupid". "YOUR MOM!". Don't bring my mom into this because... YOUR DAD.
Ah, children. Too naive to find even slightly good words to make a comeback out of. When making a good comeback, find extremly offensive words that make it sound that you have at least half a brain.
Okay, I'm checkin' out the People Magazine website, and I see numerous people that could vanish from Earth and I wouldn't give a flippin fladoodle, but one strikes me as very VERY irritating. Selena Gomez and Demi Lavato:BFF's Forever. Okay, no disrespect, but BFF is best.friends.forever. No need for a second "forever". Another thing, WHOSE idea was it to put the most annoying teen girl stars together in the first place? It's just really, very uncalled for. I DO NOT like them and I don't find either of them enjoyable. If you do like them, you can leave. YES, THANK YOU FOR LEAVING! Haha, seriously, if my blogging upsets you, instead of commenting on how mean and wrong I am, just GET THE HECK OUTTA MY BLOGSITE. Haha I don't want any haters around here. We love eachother here at Tidbits.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Teaching Kids Is Cool, But Having Linkin Park Live Nextdoor Would Be SO Much Cooler!!!
Even though it's sort of old news now, I still can't believe that Michael Jackson died. It's like, he was here... and then he wasn't. King Of Pop. That guy was amazing. Despite all the strage things he'd done, I hackin loved that dude!!! But you know who I love even more?... LINKIN PARK! So,uh, if YOU or anyone else happens to have... mm... connections? to the band, hit me up an e-mail, baby! (hoopsandyoyofreak@yahoo.com) In exchange, I will write something about you in my blog. Even though I don't know you. But TRUST ME, it'll be priceless. Since I am a member of Linkin Park Street Team, it is my rightful duty to promote my favorite band.... Linkin-to-the-Park.
CHECK OUT THESE SITES
http://linkinpark.com/
http://lpkidd.linkinpark.com/
There, now that that's taken care of... back to blogging.
Is that a verb? A REAL one? Like google? Eh, whatevz. Even if it isn't... I'M DOIN' IT! Actually I really don't have much to say accept for that kids can be very VERY annoying! So, surprisingly, I substitute teach little kid ballet classes sometimes. (Little kids as in 6-8 years of age). And some of them just, don't listen. Today, once this one girl had un-latched herself from her mom's now tear stained pants, and started dancing-kind of- she was giving me these stares of death. It sketched me out so bad. If I made them do something she didn't like, I'd be flashed the scariest look I have ever seen. Creepy. And another, pleasent, little girl was coppin' a 'tude with me. THAT DOESN'T FLY ON MY WATCH. I set her straight. NO, I didn't hurt her. You kiddin', I would have been fired. Haha substitutes aren't allowed to do that. Just kidding, neither are teachers.
People at Subway are always really nice. I like them a lot. I think I may have made a new friend there today. The guy who made my sandwich seemed to take a liking to me. I don't know if that's supposed to be creepy or not considering I'm 13 and he was about 22, but I'll take it. I think we're best friends now. I wish someone famous was my neighbor. Like... CHESTER OR MIKE. Or Phoenix. Or Brad. Or Joe. Or Rob. OR ALL OF THEM. That'd be sweeeeeeet.
CHECK OUT THESE SITES
http://linkinpark.com/
http://lpkidd.linkinpark.com/
There, now that that's taken care of... back to blogging.
Is that a verb? A REAL one? Like google? Eh, whatevz. Even if it isn't... I'M DOIN' IT! Actually I really don't have much to say accept for that kids can be very VERY annoying! So, surprisingly, I substitute teach little kid ballet classes sometimes. (Little kids as in 6-8 years of age). And some of them just, don't listen. Today, once this one girl had un-latched herself from her mom's now tear stained pants, and started dancing-kind of- she was giving me these stares of death. It sketched me out so bad. If I made them do something she didn't like, I'd be flashed the scariest look I have ever seen. Creepy. And another, pleasent, little girl was coppin' a 'tude with me. THAT DOESN'T FLY ON MY WATCH. I set her straight. NO, I didn't hurt her. You kiddin', I would have been fired. Haha substitutes aren't allowed to do that. Just kidding, neither are teachers.
People at Subway are always really nice. I like them a lot. I think I may have made a new friend there today. The guy who made my sandwich seemed to take a liking to me. I don't know if that's supposed to be creepy or not considering I'm 13 and he was about 22, but I'll take it. I think we're best friends now. I wish someone famous was my neighbor. Like... CHESTER OR MIKE. Or Phoenix. Or Brad. Or Joe. Or Rob. OR ALL OF THEM. That'd be sweeeeeeet.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
The Beatles Should Write The Score For The G.I.Joe Movie
Is it just me, or does anyone else think that there is no pairing of words more genious than the lyrics to "Yellow Submarine"? I hackin love The Bealtes, but that song gets me every time. Like, why would they write this? Is it to entertain children or just make people stop and think about what it's like to live in a submarine... that's yellow? Haha, honestly, it's one of the catchiest jingles I've ever heard.
I really want to see the new G.I.Joe movie. Why? Because it has Channing Tatum in it!!! He is one fine lookin' kid. You know, The Beatles should make some mega-tracks for this movie. Too bad John and George are dead. But I bet Paul and Ringo could make some serious tune-age for it. I just think that would be an excellent combination. :-)
ADVICE FOR THE DAY: KFC biscuits are the only food that do not taste good as leftovers, so just don't try it. Ever.
I really want to see the new G.I.Joe movie. Why? Because it has Channing Tatum in it!!! He is one fine lookin' kid. You know, The Beatles should make some mega-tracks for this movie. Too bad John and George are dead. But I bet Paul and Ringo could make some serious tune-age for it. I just think that would be an excellent combination. :-)
ADVICE FOR THE DAY: KFC biscuits are the only food that do not taste good as leftovers, so just don't try it. Ever.
Hospitals Suck. Just Stitch It Up Yourself.
Over the summer, I have done some of the most exciting things I could ever imagine. I sleep, I eat, and I text and call people. Oh yeah, it's a party. But for the fourth of July, I decided to make contact with the people whom I like to refer to as my best friends, and hang out with em.
TIME: Pre-fourth of July/and hour before my friends dogs birthday. Otherwise stated as July 3: Me, Sully, and Mrs. Sully are in the car, dropping off Mrs. Sully's friend at the train station. After a scare with a large spider crawling all over Sully, Mrs. Sully gets a call on her fancy new Voyager. Cod (Sully's brother): "Driss, I just want your opinion. I have a gash in my knee, it's not even that bad, but do you think I should get stitches?". He sounds totally cool, like he's asking "what's for dinner?". We get there and I'm like "HELLO!?!?? There is a giant hole in your knee!" So, we drive to the hospital, I meet Cod's friend Greg, and bottom line is, we land ourselves at the hospital for five hours. We get in there and Cod's like "yeah, um, I'm fine, but I ripped my knee open and I think I need stitches." Okay, when it's 11:00PM and everyone wants to leave, at least act like you're in some kind of pain to hurry it up a bit. But it's a little too late for this bright kid. So we sit and wait for two hours before they can take him in. Some lady gave us a dollar to go buy a Butterfinger out of the vending machine, though. She really liked us. She gave me a ton of rings that she was wearing just because I gave her my dinky little "Pay It Foward" bracelet. BALLIN! So Cod finally goes in. We have been waiting since 11. It is now 1AM. Happy friggen' Fourth of July! Greg, Cod and Mrs. Sully are in the operation room thingy, and Sully and I are running laps around waiting patinets. It was the hackin longest five hours EVER. Oh my god, I would have sewed it up myself if I had known we'd be there for a century.
TIME: Pre-fourth of July/and hour before my friends dogs birthday. Otherwise stated as July 3: Me, Sully, and Mrs. Sully are in the car, dropping off Mrs. Sully's friend at the train station. After a scare with a large spider crawling all over Sully, Mrs. Sully gets a call on her fancy new Voyager. Cod (Sully's brother): "Driss, I just want your opinion. I have a gash in my knee, it's not even that bad, but do you think I should get stitches?". He sounds totally cool, like he's asking "what's for dinner?". We get there and I'm like "HELLO!?!?? There is a giant hole in your knee!" So, we drive to the hospital, I meet Cod's friend Greg, and bottom line is, we land ourselves at the hospital for five hours. We get in there and Cod's like "yeah, um, I'm fine, but I ripped my knee open and I think I need stitches." Okay, when it's 11:00PM and everyone wants to leave, at least act like you're in some kind of pain to hurry it up a bit. But it's a little too late for this bright kid. So we sit and wait for two hours before they can take him in. Some lady gave us a dollar to go buy a Butterfinger out of the vending machine, though. She really liked us. She gave me a ton of rings that she was wearing just because I gave her my dinky little "Pay It Foward" bracelet. BALLIN! So Cod finally goes in. We have been waiting since 11. It is now 1AM. Happy friggen' Fourth of July! Greg, Cod and Mrs. Sully are in the operation room thingy, and Sully and I are running laps around waiting patinets. It was the hackin longest five hours EVER. Oh my god, I would have sewed it up myself if I had known we'd be there for a century.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
My Goal Is To Write The Most Appauling Blog EVER... It's Gonna Be Epic
I think Chris Crocker is right. Why should we say "that's so gay"? It's out of context (even though he thought gay was not an adjective, when in fact, IT IS) it is STRAIGHT PEOPLE THAT ARE THE REAL ISSUE. So instead, say "that's so straight". I'm behind you 100% Chris. If you are just lost right now, go to YouTube, and look up Chris Crocker "That's So Gay". And I love gay people, by the way. Can I just say I ABHOR the word "legit". There is absolutley no reason to use that as much as you use the word "she". Which a lot of kids so. In which case, they need to cut the crap.
CAN SOMEONE PLEASE, ANSWER ME THIS... Am I going to have poor health because I ate Chinese food for dinner, and Japanese food for breakfast? I noticed there is an awful lot of sodium chloride (according to Science Terms for Dummies that means.. uhhhh.... SALT?) in these foods. And after drinking a packet of soy sauce, I realized that probably isn't good for me. Eh, whatever. You win some, you lose some, you have fun along the way. That sounds like something out of a fortune cookie. And just a shout out to the general public with a lack of common knowledge: You have to eat the cookie that came with your fortune in order for it to work. If you don't eat it, your destiny will be lost to the destiny-theifs, and if you eat someone else's cookie, you will confuse the Fortune Gods and never be able to eat another fortune cookie ever again! Fortune cookies are like your own personal phycologist accept if you talk to it, I tend to find it doesn't answer on most occasions. And it doesn't charge you an insane amount of cash-monay for mediocre guidance. I believe that any strong, indepentdant individual should be able to grow half a brain and not have to be ordered around by a cookie.
CAN SOMEONE PLEASE, ANSWER ME THIS... Am I going to have poor health because I ate Chinese food for dinner, and Japanese food for breakfast? I noticed there is an awful lot of sodium chloride (according to Science Terms for Dummies that means.. uhhhh.... SALT?) in these foods. And after drinking a packet of soy sauce, I realized that probably isn't good for me. Eh, whatever. You win some, you lose some, you have fun along the way. That sounds like something out of a fortune cookie. And just a shout out to the general public with a lack of common knowledge: You have to eat the cookie that came with your fortune in order for it to work. If you don't eat it, your destiny will be lost to the destiny-theifs, and if you eat someone else's cookie, you will confuse the Fortune Gods and never be able to eat another fortune cookie ever again! Fortune cookies are like your own personal phycologist accept if you talk to it, I tend to find it doesn't answer on most occasions. And it doesn't charge you an insane amount of cash-monay for mediocre guidance. I believe that any strong, indepentdant individual should be able to grow half a brain and not have to be ordered around by a cookie.
'Ello Poppet (I'm Not From England)
Hey! My name is Brizz. Yeah, that's my real name. Well, you may find some things that I post to be rude, offensive, uncalled for, or just really.... well.... sucky. If so, KEEP READING, OR MY BLOG WILL UNLEASH FURY ON YOUR BLOG. Hopefully... So, I guess to kick off this grand occasion of me making myself a little blog, (who came up with the word "blog" anyways? What is it even supposed to mean? Like, if it's supposed to sound intelligent, someone NEEDS to speak with the person that made up that word.) I will give you a little sample of my thoughts. So, we have the first African American president. Mr. Barack Obama. I like him. I think he is a kind man. Kathy Griffin got nominated for TWO Emmy's this time around. I hope she gets them both because she is *hackin* hilarious. (For those of you who aren't keeping up with the hip lingo those crazy kids use now-adays, "hackin" adds emphasis to whatever I just said. I.E. It was pretty important... to me.) But honestly, her mom is way funnier. Marilyn Manson is on tour with Slayer and Job For A Cowboy. If you have bad comments to make about him, this is your excuse to not ready any further on ANY of my blogs. Because I think he is brilliant. Hahah okay, maybe not all the time. But, being serious, I think he really is a true artist. I wanted to go see them EXTREMELY badly, but ya know, a thirteen year old attending a hell-ish concert is really just asking for someone to get killed. If ya catch my drift. The next best alternative is.... GO SEE HANNAH MONTANA THE MOVIE IN 3-D. Who the *freak* would ever want to waste time to watch that? No disrespect, and I love saying that because it's like a free insult, no disrespect, but Hannah Montana is really the worst singer/performer I have ever encountered. And learning the Hoe-Down Throw-Down... Uh, no thanks. FORGET THAT!!! If I wanted a "Funked-up" country dance, I would take a squaredancing class and, you know, just start free-styling with the breakdancing.
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