Nyung nyung nyung

UGH! These days, I can't stop chewing on things! Whether it's my nails, a paper clip, a balloon, or anything that firs and/or tastes good goes. WHY???

A wierd Story by me

“The world was coming to an end and Johnny knew it. He could feel to warmth of evaporation as the aliens condemned him. “”Tell us now.”” They beeped from inside their machines of wonder. Johnny shook his head and cried at the fact of his death at fifteen. He wondered where…wfbkewwehguk”

At that point, Marty J. Maskers had been writing this thrilling new novel, It Came from the Mountain, for three hours straight. He had designed the perfect cover, a perfect plot; the only problem was the gaping middle-end. He had waited for the plot to come into his head but nothing came up. “Marty? Are you still awake?” called a voice. His little sister Marinna was at the door. Opening the door, he saw a green alien. “AAAAH!” he cried, slamming the door.

THIS IS WHEN ONE HAS BEEN WRITING FOR WAAAAAAAAAY TOO LONG!!!

News Sign-Ups

As one of you know, I have started Fake News recordings. Any of you can be a part. Just leave your fake name, what position you want, and what sound should play beofre your part. (Hopefully, I'll have it. Weather is already called folks!)

Some Pondering Thoughts

I know you all have those nagging little thoughts in the back of your heads that we can never find the answer to??? Yes. Here are some of mine.

1.) Do horror movies ever have happy endings?

2.) Is Webkinz retiring pets because of new pets or an economic crisis?

3.) Does Lucas Grabeel remember my existence?

4.) Did Lucas Grabeel read the story I sent him?

5.) WHY would someone want to make a movie about a fat mall cop???

If you have answers to these or just want to share pondering of your own, please comment.

Yippe!

The new Dear Dumb Diary book comes out this month...I am so excited!!! Have you ever poured over a book series like this? (I am also waiting for the 4th Secrets of my Hollywood life to come out.

DEMON PEARS!!!

As my buddies know, Dole packaged pears are demons to me. Sometimes, if I was wearing a skirt with leggings, pear juice would spill in "the legendary spot" no further explanation! Today, as I was telling my new friend about the pears, the cup tipped over and gobs of pear juice poured over my jeans. Damage area: thighs. PHEW! I need to break free from this dumb curse!

ARRGH with iTunes

Okay, so I got a lovely blue video iPod for Christmas, right??? Right. So, I get to my aunt's house and buy five shows. Then, I can't download them because of some dumb authorization code. So, I buy them ALL back and start a new acount. Then, I come home. I try to put on other shows. It says to put them on, I have to DELETE the shows I struggled to get on there. So I have to buy them back AGAIN!!! Sheesh-o-rama! I've never had this much trouble!!!