Well isn't that handy.

There's a little "New Post" button up in the corner...I'm still a bit of a noob.
On a conviently rhyming subject, I named my friend Jenni's boobs.

She likes to brag of the size of them, which bothers people lots,
I call them Euphrates and Bartholemew, of this fact she knows not.

In other news, today was fine, until the end of it...
When me and BJ and Katie went to eat some Pommes frites.
(german for french fries)

I felt left out, and a little sad, which always kind of sucks.
But then I ate some french fries, which cost me zero bucks.

The fries were supposed to taste like god's tears, which I found to be a lie,
but hey, I do not care that much-I didn't have to buy.

So then we meandered back to school, to find Miichan alone,
sitting in the cafeteria, in her homework zone.

We disrupted her, and made her eat some food,
then her lovely mother came, and she left with some 'tude.

I went back to Anime Club, to await my ride,
which never came, to my chagrin - trever sure did lie.

And so I sat, and drew some things, til I got fed up,
stood up, and left in a complete huff.

Well, not a huff so much a sigh, I was rather depressed,
It's nice when they befriend others, but makes me dispossesed.

So I complained to BJ, my new bosom friend,
and he made me feel a little better, which is healthy in the end.

This has been my day summarized, utilizing poem form,
I hope to see you soon, dear viewers, if I'll ever see you at all. =.=

heh. I didn't post in a while. And I won't apologize.

So bluntness is now a thing. I also went to many, many art museums lately, so art is also my thing.

My friend Mandie found someone to maybe eventually like a little bit (cuz she's being such a derp about it) in BJ, or the Uboa constrictor. He's "Uboa" on my phone because otherwise he's in between Bethany, the devout homophobic Christian, and ChaCha, the automated answer service. So yeah. Mandie and BJ are happy. I am clearly not. Who knows why. Ah, to be a woman.

Jegus did I post about that motherfucking Luca a lot! He. Is. An. ASSHOLE. I won't even explain why. He just IS.

So I was sick all week, which sucked. Before that I spent a night in Chicago without Dad, which was great cuz Mom and Dam weren't there. They're getting on my nerves too.

Trying to keep this short cuz no one gives a fuck about long blogs. No one gives a fuck anyway. I've decided to post whenever, no matter the mood. I just felt like writing. Someday I'll post poetry. Maybe.

Oh hey I told BJ and he's refusing to read it. Big surprise. I shall stop my sleep-deprived/PMS induced rant now. Farewell, kind reader.