Blogging is fail

I hate it. It's not fun. Mrs. Haskett should do us a favor and just kill blogging next year. I would much prefer more final writes and poems, especially since they were fun to do. Sitting on my computer and typing nonsense is not fun. Not at all.

But anyways, today I bought Dr. Pepper BBQ sauce. I tasted it after my love, K-Hizzle, left to go home and rest because of all the AP testing she has taken. It was pretty damn good. I also learned that Dr. Pepper is an ingredient in home-made recipes. I'm gonna make a chicken with delicious Dr. Pepper in it.  YUM<3

I feel like an artist

Because I like drawing pictures for K-Hizzle :)
She's off-the-hook-righteous!

But anyways, I need to start some type of casual exercise. I have some stupid bike thing I can use while watching Youtube on my iPod. And then there is push-ups and dumb-bells... Sounds good. Lately I've been trying to stand up straight, but I'm just too slouched. My back constantly hurts too :o Because It's not used to standing up straight. Coffee is yucky. How do people drink it? I mean if it's from Starbucks or freshly brewed then it's good. I can't believe I called Starbucks GOOD :O It's so overpriced and the owner is a total Jew. But not a good Jew. A bad one. I recently learned that the Muslims believe in Eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth because he who strikes first is an oppressor, as opposed to Christianity where people are taught to turn the other cheek. It's funny though, White people don't forgive and forget as much as Arabs do. Well, Palestinians are the nice ones. I don't know about super Saudi-Arabians. Palestinians have a mixed culture of Muslims and Christians. Maybe when there is peace, even Jewish, although Jews and Arabs aren't very different since they have the same ancestor, same attitudes, etc. It's gonna take a long time for Jews to stop living under a false label as, "Israeli" and realize they are Palestinian. Yup, that's right. Palestinians follow the Abrahamic Religions, and they all came from the same area-which is why Judaism, Christianity and Islam are all the same crap.

This is ridiculous.

Blogging is getting super annoying and such. I keep forgetting that we have to blog. It's the end of the year, blogging should be banned forever for this year now. I really need to focus on math now. Drafting is good, this class is okay- All I forgot was blogging, History is my best subject, Chemistry is good, and English is dandy- I guess. I'm also a little distracted with my personal life, I guess. My grandpa is very sick and I guess I'm going to visit him for memorial day weekend. My cousin wants to go to Six Flags when we go down there, which I am looking forward to now :)))) My mom is just concerned with how we're gonna get there and what day. My cousin from Ireland is also visiting California sometime soon and I guess we are gonna go to San Francisco and have dinner with her (She's going to SF).

I didn't blog last week

It was amazing how I didn't blog last week, but I'm blogging this week. I don't want to blog anymore. It's just becoming annoying. Ugh..... Turtle poop :p
That is all.

Oh yeah, and I can't wait for summer. It's just around the corner... And prom is even closer :O I'm going with my most righteous and supercalafragalisticexpialadocus girlfriend, K-Hizzle ;)
This summer I think I'm going to visit my friend in SoCal for a week... Sounds fun. I can hear his band live :O

Y. M.

Your mom. I hate those jokes. They're not funny and totally suck ass. I don't know why people still say your mom to everything. It's really lame. People need to stop. John McCain said to Obama, "Your mom!" once, and Obama got pissed. He thought the joke was ridiculous and couldn't give John the satisfaction of becoming president. So that's why he is now president.

He now ding-dong ditches John McCain's house and sends him Rick-Rolls over Facebook.

Well done, Obama. Well done.

Dinner or Die

There once was a toaster who had magical failure abilities. He then killed himself. The end.

But NOT the end :O
He totally got resurrected by the bread stored inside him and he was ready for revenge! His fists were clenched with the fury of a thousand barbarian Chinese men who cross dress on Saturdays. He was ready to just beast all day, all night, every hour, on the hour, and in between bathroom breaks. This little toaster that could was ready to kill himself, YET AGAIN, just to get revenge on himself.

So I can't do my homework. My mom keeps putting her damn soap operas on full blast like the Chinese in the UCLA libraries when they talk on their phones. It's totally not tubular.

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