So I probably should post these more often.

But I don't really know what to blog about everyday. Well today was fun already. Went to summer school which sucked but afterward I went to free lunch at the school. Oh boy it was great. We had chicken nuggets and I didn't know this but apparently the limit on trays you can get is two. They told me this AFTER I had already gotten six trays. On the table where me and my friends were sitting we had over 24 trays. Six from me, six from someone else, six from another person, and one to two from various other people. It was pretty awesome cause one of the lunch ladies came over and asked what we were doing. Isn't it obvious? We're eating dumbass. Try to think before you ask questions next time. But yeah that was pretty awesome. Got free beach balls too. But they say, 2005 on them. We got 5 year old beach balls. Five year old balls. Where's Michael Jackson when you need him? Oh yeah. HE DIED.

In all due respect Michael Jackson really was awesome with some of the best music that anyone ever created. At least in the pop genre. Cause seriously I'd much rather listen to Rush, Iron Maiden, Metallica, or something else good. Pop kinda sucks. Not as bad as country tho. I'd rather listen to rap instead of pop or country. And rap is shit.

Note: Not all country and pop sucks. And not all rap is shit.

I went to the mall today. What a surprise! O:

Not really I always go to the mall. It was a pretty interesting day. I met a few new people and some weird stuff happened. Let's start off with the first weird thing. I was walking around with just two friends at the time and some guy grabbed his crotch and one friend said "Eww! He just grabbed his crotch!" So I put my hand straight out and slowly reached down towards my crotch and grabbed. I didn't notice but apparently an old lady saw me do this and gave me the "What the fuck are you doing?" face. That was cool.

Later, I had a Bawls energy drink and when it was mostly empty I just put the can's brim in my mouth and tilted it upward in order to get a drink. My friend told me that I should stop before I spill it on myself to which I reply, "I will never spill it." I of course spilled it right away. Then my friend says, "Maybe you want to wipe that off?" I say, "No. I love Bawls all over my face!" and just my luck would have it, another old lady was walking by at that EXACT moment. Yeah she looked at me with the same face.

A short while after we were walking around (imagine that) and we walked by this person who had his baby in a stroller thing. As SOON as I walked past it, it started crying. WTF! I'm not scary am I?! I mean I was even dressed nice! I was wearing my purple shirt with a purple/gray plaidishy button up over top of it with my girl straight legs. I mean, I look pretty sexy in it.

Then even later, I was standing by an escalator with my friends again and I'm trying to get one of them to do something for me and they wouldn't do it. So I say, "I'll do the puppy dog face." So I did. I bet it was pretty cute. Then this old lady, (not really OLD but probably in her late 30s to mid 40s) said, "With a face like that you have to do whatever it is he wants!" I'm like "Agree with her!" My friend said nothing until the lady left. Then she says, "I think you just got hit on by a cougar." She was right. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Also I HATE my phone. It's shit. Give me a new one. That means you dad. Buy me a not piece of crap.

Camp was... Just read.

Okay I just got back from camp today. And my clock is flashing 1:56. I think the power went out around two hours and a few days ago. Or just two hours. But anyway. I am glad to be home so I can listen to whatever music I want to. I mean the worship band was great and all but one can only take so much Christian rock. Going to camp for the first time was an experience that I won't be forgetting soon. (*one week later* "What was camp?") But yeah for real it was fun. Everyone should go to a camp sometime. And now for the comedic relief.

The entire camp was split up into 12 teams of a bunch of different colors which had a boys side and a girls side and Wednesday was team spirit day. I was on the red team. Just my luck. I have no red clothes. So the girls come up with a bag full of red clothes and one of them hands me a Lincoln Cheerleading shirt. Apparently I wasn't wearing enough red. So the one holding the bag pulls out a skirt. I, of course, put it on. So know I'm wearing a red cheerleader shirt, a red skirt over my blue girl pants (which are mine) and my John Lennon-ish sunglasses with my fedora. If that's not enough, when we get to the worship center I see someone from the boys team putting on lipstick so I thought "Well at least I'm not the only one." So I put some on. My lips. By now I obviously look just like a girl cause all you can see is long hair, a hat, glasses and girl clothes. When we go outside for whatever event it was, someone goes up to my friend, points at me, and says, "Hey. Is she single?" My friend just says, "That's a dude!" I didn't find out till later that night. I almost died of hilarity. And also that night was the first time I ever said, "This tastes funny because of my lipstick." I hope I never say that again.

Also on Thursday there was this thing called the amazing race where we had to go around campus and do random tasks. I guess it's like the show (I wouldn't know. Never seen.) But yeah my team got first! But we didn't get first overall in points. If we did we would've gotten homemade ice cream.

In case you were wondering the teams were:

Red

Pink

Gray

Brown

Purple

Lavender

Light Blue

Dark Blue

Orange

Green

Lime Green

Yellow

Sorry for the delay...

Yeah I've actually been busy lately with summer school and summer partying and all so finding time to post a blog has been... Hectic? Well other than this one I probably won't post a full rant blog for a few days and I'm not even ranting on this one. Maybe a week or two I'll be back. But yeah. I'll talk to you then.

And omg!!! I just found a dead fly in my bed!!!! D: D: D: Scary shit. Gave me mass chills.

I can't think of a title for this one.

Okay so I know I haven't posted all weekend but I was at my dad's house and the only computer access I had was on a huge HDTV. I didn't want my entire family to read what I'm blogging about while blogging it. If they want to read it they can now. Because it's already posted. But anyway. Wtf is up with people saying "rawr" for no reason? I was talking to someone and they said "rawr okay lol" Or some bullshit like that. I mean seriously? I know it's dinosaur for "I love you" but that doesn't mean you're a fucking dinosaur. I have some advice for all of you who say rawr mindlessly: "You're in your teens. It's time to throw childish things aside." But that's not really my advice. My advice is: "Stop being a fucking dinosaur and get a job." Yeah. I said it.

Aside from that what is going on in the world? Some famous people died. Who gives a fuck? Everybody dies. Want me to prove it? Come over here and let me shove a screwdriver in your temple. Stop complaining about how that one black midget was real good. I don't care. All I remember him by was this game where you killed him in a mall.

Well I'm up at 3 a.m. and it's just a few days before Summer School starts. I'm fucked unless I can get my sleep schedule back on track. Which I hope I can. Because if I have to take that class again next year I'm gonna go apeshit fucking crazy. Social studies is the most pointless class in any school. It should be obliterated. Destroyed. Screw the history. Am I supposed to learn from those mistakes of dead dudes? No. I'll just remember the shitty things I did and remember not to repeat them.

Who thinks I cuss to much? If you do then fuck you. Sorry. I probably love whoever I just said that to but I can't change how I talk when you aren't there. There are quite a few people who don't know just how much I cuss. Which is A WHOLE FUCKING LOT. For me, fuck, shit, piss, and damn are words that are just like "the, I, and." Those three words are said erryday by almost everyone. Go ahead and try to go a few days without saying any of them. And that includes "I'm, I'll, I'd" Or any other of those things with the apostrophe.