Oh, younger self.

What WERE you thinking?

I'm Back!

I'm taller now. So eat it!

A bunch of pictures I took

 

Muffins.

Hi! Yeah, it's me, don't get too excited. So I really have no direction for this blog other than I will keep adding random posts just to get people to read the randomness. I have had no brilliant flashes of genius, no large and unfriendly strangers that have given me ideas, and certainly no way of finding out exactly what to do. I could always e-mail the govenor or something, but I hear they screen his e-mails, so I definately wouldn't get through.
It's a long story, involving a bird, a frying pan, three gallons of soy sauce, and the govenor's wife.
You wouldn't understand.
No, really.
I'm not joking.

It's really boring, so I'm not going to tell you.
Well, It snowed out today. What, did you think it snowed INSIDE???
Hmmm?

Well, I had a very rude comment put on my blog the other day, and I would like to say Boodtysonbywhippersnapperandagreatbigfrog to you.
Pronounced: bood tisonbi whippersnapper and a grat big phrog 2 u.
Get it right.

Waveland

Okay, so I'm back from the grave. It's not like anyone reads this anyway. I am in Mississippi on a mission trip. It just rained, so I'm slacking off in their computer lab. I'm enjoying myself, in any case.
I am now officially handing my entire person over into the hands of Google: I have Gmail. That means that my blog is google, my mail is google, my search is google, and my find is google. Sad.

Well, I've gotta go, but it's been dandy talking to you.

Soo, long time no see.

Wow, I finally figured out how to put pictures on my Blog. Pretty cool, huh?
Well, I guess I'ts been a while, hasn't it. I have had a lot to do. Like, a really lot to do. Well, nevermind to that.
I just this last week, we had this massive assignment in English. Five two page essays! All on the french revolution. Oh, my word. I started early and I still was all stressed out and almost couldn't finish. So anyways.

Wow, isn't this exciting!!! 

My wolf Poster 

I took this picture with my camera-it's like the coolest one I've got. 

A cool looking fence on the back farm. 

The skyline on the back of the farm. 

This barbed wire is on my neighbor's land. 

Semester

Yeah, thats right. Semester after christmas. It is sacralige.
I have finals, all of them, after christmas, so my entire christmas break was tainted by studying for my classes. I was mad. Real mad.
Yep. You might be wondering why I'm not updating, and that's why.
SoIi have better things to do. Why am I even here?
I'm not. Bye.

More about that most wonderful of individuals: Me!

More about my dreary existence, eh? Oh, well, I will give in.
I am a tortured middle child, but I came out on the better end of the spectrum. I have an older sister and a younger brother. My sister doesn't claim superiority and I have a brother I can beat around. Having an older brother and younger sister would be purgatory (another good word for dictionary.com) on earth. The brother would beat me and stuff, and I couldn't push my weight around my sister or else suffer the swift wrath of Mom.
My family is EXTREMELY conservative, for example; Veggie swearing is not allowed around the household.
I go to a christian acadamy near my house. Yes, acadamy here means boarding school, but no, it's not for bad kids and delinquents. Plus, I'm village ;) My mom is the nurse, so that means she says whether people are sick or not, and she is a good nurse who can tell, so all the kids hate her. Not me, hopefully, just my Mom
Enough writing for me now, I have been blessed with the gift of procrastination and have two projects to finish up.

Rodney Rathbone, Thin and Cheating

This post means I have given in to the Me-media craze and have finally started expressing myself online. I can't figure for the life of me what is so attractive about spewing one's private life across a highly accessable medium, so that the teeming masses can criticize you uselessly for being so stupid.
I'll tell you the basics:
I am a teen with an incredibly inane and sarcasitc sense of humor,
I know what eviscerate and expedite mean,
I am a sophomore in highschool at the lowly age of 14,
Pices,
March 4, 1991,
Blonde, blue eyes, 5 foot 11,
and No, I don't want your Phone number.

And if you immediately looked up expedite in dictionary.com, you are a loser.