Okay, to start off, I highly recommend dark chocolate covered almonds. I just wanted to make that clear. Warning: they are seriously addicting. I'm not even kidding. It's like a unicorn jumping in your mouth plus 500 triple rainbows. Well, it's indescribable, that's what it is. I cannot believe I just went on for, like, three lines about dark chocolate covered almonds. The heck, brain? I can just hear my funeral now: "She was bright, that Breanna girl. But when she blogged it usually ended off track and random. Rest her soul." Well that won't be for many years, because I'm going to live to a hundred. I might get lonely, though, because all the idiots I like to troll will be dead. Huh, then what would I do? That would be boring. Eh, whatever. What do I care? I still have no idea what I've done with my life. But yet, I sit at the computer and prepare to type incorrectly. I hunt and peck for the keys, but really fast. It's quite amazing. I can type with my eyes closed. One second. Here's me typing "I like bacon" with my eyes closed: I like bacin. Pretty amazing, huh? Except for the "bacin" part. I'm pretty sure the average person could identify that as "bacon", though. I hope. Wait, what the heck brain?! You know what, just scratch it. I don't know if anyone noticed, but I added a "Music I Like" page. It has all the music I like. Yeah. It's all Homestuck music, if you wondering. What's Homestuck, you ask? A really awesome webcomic. With over 6,000 pages and counting
Welcome, welcome. This is the worst blog ever. *applause* No, just kidding. I think. I hope this isn't a bad blog. Could it be worse? I suppose so. And then again, why would I make another post if I knew the previous post stunk? I truly do not know. Thank chocolate that my science book isn't crying again. I already did the work. TAKE THAT, YOU GOOD-FOR-NOTHING, TREE KILLING, BOOK-SOCK-STRETCHING, PIECE OF CRUD! *sob sob* I did it again. WHYYYYYY?! *drama music* WHYYYY? Or for you Hispanic folks: POR QUE, POPPY, POR QUEEEEE?! Yeah, I have no idea why I did that. Hey guys, MAJOR ACCOMPLISHMENT TIME: I started reading Harry Potter! And I find one character seriously stupid: Dudley. First off, Dudley. Stupid name for a stupid boy. My theory is that Dudley is supposed to represent what America is today. Fat, stupid, and spoiled. Either that or every book that takes place in England always has a fat, stupid, spoiled kid. Coincidence? I THINK NOT. Arrgh, mom, why you no understand? I don't want to clean the floors. I AM WRITING A BLOG POST HERE, WOMAN. THIS. IS. BIG. I am being...um...productive? Slightly, maybe? It's something let me tell you that. Anytime I can make some sort of progress on something, that's pretty big. Now that I think about it, the thing I've made most progress on this year is my flute. Arrgh!! I have to go clean the floors. Bleh. *sad face*
Yeah, so this is my website. Nooooot that great... YET! Ahahahaha... AHAHAHA...MWAHAHAHAHAHA... *DUN DUN DUUUUUN* *awkward silence* ... I am so not funny. Any who, feel free to give me hate comments. BUT A WARNING... I have low self esteem. Sorry. Can't help it. After I watched The Omen when I was 10, I always thought it was going to come for me. IT WAS GONNA POSSESS ME!! :O Wait, what? The heck did I just write? Whatever, I'm too lazy to delete. I'm too lazy to do anything these days. I've been sitting on the couch for like 2 hours. Hey Breanna, you need to study meeeeee... Be quiet science textbook. But Breanna, there's a trimester test on Monday and you will fail without meeeeee... Shhhhh! Don't tell the readers that!!!! I can do whatever I want... I am going to duct tape your entire face. I mean, cover. Okay, sorry. *sob sob* Sobbing doesn't work on me, mister! Well at least he's quiet now. Well, I guess that wraps it up for today. Oh, and here's poor mister science textbook: LOL
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