For this particular blog, I was just gonna put a picture with a caption that says, "A picture is worth 1,000 words." I thought it was a good idea. I mean, why would I type out 300 words when I can just copy and paste an awesome picture that is worth 1,000? Unfortunately, Mr. Dykstra did not like this idea, so now I need to find something to write about. This could take a while...
It's 20 minutes later, and I finally have something I would like to say. I hate how the weather has been bipolar in the last few weeks. Once it stops snowing and gets to 55 degrees, it can't just snow again! It feels like we're stuck in winter FOREVER.
I just thought of something really random. Wouldn't it be totally legit if we had walk-in lockers at school, like the size of a bedroom? We could just chill inside our lockers whenever we wanted to. It would be like NARNIA! So no matter how long we're in there, the time at school won't change. I think it'd be legit. I could ask my teacher to sign my planner to go to the bathroom, and then I could go play Just Dance 2 in my locker for hours. And maybe lounge on my bean bag chair and eat ice cream.
I hate it when our remote doesn't work, and then I have to listen to my dad hitting it against something to get it to work. I always thought hitting something damaged it, not fixed it.
I love Sunday nights. What better thing is there to do than to read people's blogs and comment on them? Then stay up til 2 a.m. doing homework that I was too lazy to do the night before? HOW FUN! Isn't sarcasm wonderful?
IS THIS BLOG 300 WORDS YET?!
Oh hey, it is. Sorry for yelling.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Petco & Sharpies.
Why is my title so random? Well folks, my life happens to be pretty random. Sorry if you don't like being referred to as a "folk." What is a folk anyway? Oh wait, nobody cares. I don't think it's necessary to write my whole blog about the reason for my title.
On Friday I hung out with some friends. What did we do? We went to papas. I got chicken alfredo and clam chowder soup, which I highly recommend. While we were eating, someone got on the subject of Petco and how we should go there and look at the animals. One of my other friends somehow thought this was a good idea, so when we were done eating we ended up at Petco. Probably not the best choice of a hangout spot, but oh well. Like I said, my life is random; unless you don't consider that random.
When we got to Petco, we decided to look at the cats. We tried petting them, which probably wasn't a good idea since one tried attacking us. What is Petco thinking? Nobody is going to buy their cats if they're vicious. Instead people should buy their fish. Why? They're colorful. That's the number one reason. Also, they're cheap, which brings me to my next thought. If I were a fish, I would feel very worthless being priced at two dollars. It's just not fair!
Next, we looked at reptiles and amphibians. We decided to skip the birds, because well, they're not that fascinating. If we liked birds that much, we would be birdwatchers. But anyway, back to reptiles and amphibians. I hate how most of the animals always hide in their little caves or whatever. If I were to buy one of these animals (which is highly unlikely, except for hermit crabs), I would want to see what they look like first.
At this point in our Petco adventure, I could tell the employees were getting mad at us. They kept eyeing us and asking us if we needed anything. So one of my friends carried around a tennis ball so they'd think we were buying something. (And she did actually end up buying it) While we were by the dog toys, we looked at the squeaky toys. Apparently they're just as entertaining for humans as they are for dogs.
Next stop? Hamsters. There, I saw the coolest thing ever: an albino hamster. It even had red eyes! Maybe it's not the coolest thing ever, but it's still cool. I love seeing them run on the wheels. But it gets me thinking, why are hamsters the only animals that get to run on wheels? There were mice next to the hamsters, so we decided to look at those. They were only two dollars. They're just as worthless as fish. I texted my mom and asked her if I could get one. Sadly, she said no. But it's ok, I was just kidding when I texted her. Finally, we looked at the ginuea pigs. They were so cute! I'm pretty sure the employees were happy to see us leave.
Well this blog is well over 300 words, but I feel the need to add one more thing. Today, I was writing with a sharpie, and it happened to smell like frosting.
THE END.
On Friday I hung out with some friends. What did we do? We went to papas. I got chicken alfredo and clam chowder soup, which I highly recommend. While we were eating, someone got on the subject of Petco and how we should go there and look at the animals. One of my other friends somehow thought this was a good idea, so when we were done eating we ended up at Petco. Probably not the best choice of a hangout spot, but oh well. Like I said, my life is random; unless you don't consider that random.
When we got to Petco, we decided to look at the cats. We tried petting them, which probably wasn't a good idea since one tried attacking us. What is Petco thinking? Nobody is going to buy their cats if they're vicious. Instead people should buy their fish. Why? They're colorful. That's the number one reason. Also, they're cheap, which brings me to my next thought. If I were a fish, I would feel very worthless being priced at two dollars. It's just not fair!
Next, we looked at reptiles and amphibians. We decided to skip the birds, because well, they're not that fascinating. If we liked birds that much, we would be birdwatchers. But anyway, back to reptiles and amphibians. I hate how most of the animals always hide in their little caves or whatever. If I were to buy one of these animals (which is highly unlikely, except for hermit crabs), I would want to see what they look like first.
At this point in our Petco adventure, I could tell the employees were getting mad at us. They kept eyeing us and asking us if we needed anything. So one of my friends carried around a tennis ball so they'd think we were buying something. (And she did actually end up buying it) While we were by the dog toys, we looked at the squeaky toys. Apparently they're just as entertaining for humans as they are for dogs.
Next stop? Hamsters. There, I saw the coolest thing ever: an albino hamster. It even had red eyes! Maybe it's not the coolest thing ever, but it's still cool. I love seeing them run on the wheels. But it gets me thinking, why are hamsters the only animals that get to run on wheels? There were mice next to the hamsters, so we decided to look at those. They were only two dollars. They're just as worthless as fish. I texted my mom and asked her if I could get one. Sadly, she said no. But it's ok, I was just kidding when I texted her. Finally, we looked at the ginuea pigs. They were so cute! I'm pretty sure the employees were happy to see us leave.
Well this blog is well over 300 words, but I feel the need to add one more thing. Today, I was writing with a sharpie, and it happened to smell like frosting.
THE END.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Just Dance 2.
Just Dance 2 is one of the best Christmas presents I have ever recieved. That probably sounds really lame, but oh well. I've played it so many times; I have all the dance moves to every song memorized. Did I mention there are 44 songs? You'd think I'd be tired of the game by now. I mean, what's the fun in dancing to the same songs over and over? Well I happen to find it very entertaining, especially with a large group of people.
There has been multiple times when my friends and I have played Just Dance 2 for four hours straight. It's a blast. And forget about modesty, I am the ULTIMATE CHAMPION! Ok, maybe I've been beat a couple times, but only a couple. Anyway, this game is so much fun with a lot of people. It's pretty hilarious to watch people dance, or at least try to dance. The only downside to it is you have to be careful not to hit or run into people when everyone's dancing. When you get sucked into the game, it's hard to pay attention to your surroundings.
When you first play this game, you might think, "What the heck am I doing?!" In other words, the dance moves are freakishly weird. Nobody actually dances like that. But you see, that's what makes it fun! Who doesn't like to embarrass themselves at times? And watching other people doing stupid dance moves? Hilarious.
Just Dance 2 is clearly one of the best games ever. Why would anyone want to sit on a couch playing video games in which they kill zombies or whatever, when they can get up and dance?! I don't understand; someone please give me a legit reason.
I've been to microsoft word about ten times now, hoping that my blog would finally be 300 words. Well it wasn't at 300 until this little paragraph. So just to let you know, I'm not trying to say pointless stuff, I'm just trying to get to 300 words. It's past 300 now, so it's all good. I have successfully wrote five sentences in a row, all with 300 in them.
There has been multiple times when my friends and I have played Just Dance 2 for four hours straight. It's a blast. And forget about modesty, I am the ULTIMATE CHAMPION! Ok, maybe I've been beat a couple times, but only a couple. Anyway, this game is so much fun with a lot of people. It's pretty hilarious to watch people dance, or at least try to dance. The only downside to it is you have to be careful not to hit or run into people when everyone's dancing. When you get sucked into the game, it's hard to pay attention to your surroundings.
When you first play this game, you might think, "What the heck am I doing?!" In other words, the dance moves are freakishly weird. Nobody actually dances like that. But you see, that's what makes it fun! Who doesn't like to embarrass themselves at times? And watching other people doing stupid dance moves? Hilarious.
Just Dance 2 is clearly one of the best games ever. Why would anyone want to sit on a couch playing video games in which they kill zombies or whatever, when they can get up and dance?! I don't understand; someone please give me a legit reason.
I've been to microsoft word about ten times now, hoping that my blog would finally be 300 words. Well it wasn't at 300 until this little paragraph. So just to let you know, I'm not trying to say pointless stuff, I'm just trying to get to 300 words. It's past 300 now, so it's all good. I have successfully wrote five sentences in a row, all with 300 in them.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
My Life Is Average
If you've never been to http://mylifeisaverage.com/, then you obviously don't know the definition of awesome. Some people think it's stupid, but they're just haters. They can hate all they want; they don't even deserve to know the definiton of awesome. But anyway, I really recommend this website. It is HILARIOUS. Well, most of it. If you read it, you will occasionally come across some pointless posts.
For those of you who have never been on this site, I am going to do you all a HUGE favor and put one of the posts on this blog post. I like to find the best ones, and in order to do that, I am going to have to search through lots of pages so I can weigh my options. So just for you, blog readers, I am going to spend the next 15-20 minutes looking for an awesome MLIA (My Life Is Average) post to put on here for you to read. I assume you would know what MLIA is, but I felt the need to put it in parenthesis because that's what they do in all the textbooks, and I want my blog to look professional.
Oh, and I should also inform you that according to this website, the average word of the day is "lasagna." Awesome, right? But that's not really important at the moment, so on to the post you guys are all dying to look at...
I was reading stuff on here about how " lol " looks like a drowning man. I also realized that ~~~^~~*\o/*~~~ " looks like a drowning cheerleader getting attacked by a shark. MLIA.
Today I decided to try Cleverbot. Cleverbot asked me what my name was. I said "justin bieber" and cleverbot said "are you even old enough to be on the internet?" It made my day. MLIA.
Ok, so I realize I told you I would put one of them on here. But how could I not throw in an extra one? They're just so great! Unless you're a hater, then maybe not. But hey, if you don't like the MLIA's, then they don't like you either! You don't even deserve to read them.
Once again, I have exceeded the required 300 words by a lot, and I feel like an overachiever. I always feel the need to tell readers that I have gone over 300 words, so they know why I'm ending the blog post. But now I'm basically just writing pointless crap on here, and nobody wants to read pointless crap. So I'll just stop...
For those of you who have never been on this site, I am going to do you all a HUGE favor and put one of the posts on this blog post. I like to find the best ones, and in order to do that, I am going to have to search through lots of pages so I can weigh my options. So just for you, blog readers, I am going to spend the next 15-20 minutes looking for an awesome MLIA (My Life Is Average) post to put on here for you to read. I assume you would know what MLIA is, but I felt the need to put it in parenthesis because that's what they do in all the textbooks, and I want my blog to look professional.
Oh, and I should also inform you that according to this website, the average word of the day is "lasagna." Awesome, right? But that's not really important at the moment, so on to the post you guys are all dying to look at...
I was reading stuff on here about how " lol " looks like a drowning man. I also realized that ~~~^~~*\o/*~~~ " looks like a drowning cheerleader getting attacked by a shark. MLIA.
Today I decided to try Cleverbot. Cleverbot asked me what my name was. I said "justin bieber" and cleverbot said "are you even old enough to be on the internet?" It made my day. MLIA.
Ok, so I realize I told you I would put one of them on here. But how could I not throw in an extra one? They're just so great! Unless you're a hater, then maybe not. But hey, if you don't like the MLIA's, then they don't like you either! You don't even deserve to read them.
Once again, I have exceeded the required 300 words by a lot, and I feel like an overachiever. I always feel the need to tell readers that I have gone over 300 words, so they know why I'm ending the blog post. But now I'm basically just writing pointless crap on here, and nobody wants to read pointless crap. So I'll just stop...
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