How to Serenade A Pet

          The act of serenading a pet is a lost art, and should be revived. I practice it multiple times daily and consider myself the best in the world. Have no fear, with a few easy steps you can be as good as me... sort of. Let's start with the basics.

           First, pick a song. Any song will do, lyrics or no, just make sure it's a song that has repeating verses or whatchamacallems - like carol of the bells, which will be my example for this tutorial.
       
         Now that you have a song, think about why you love your pet. For example, I really love my dog because she is SOO cute, her ears are floppy and furry, and she is SOOOOOOO cute.

          Now we get to the hard part, rephrasing lyrics/coming up with your own. For those who are creative geniuses, such as myself, this will be no problem, but for everybody it will time consuming. For repeating lines in a song, just repeat your own line. No need to do more work than you have to. Just sing about why you love your pet. I'll give you an example of a song for your pet, I'll sing about why I love my dog, Zoey, to the theme of carol of the bell. Feel free to sing along...

I love my Zoe
I love my Zoe
I love my Zoe
I love my Zoe
She is so cute
She is so cute
She is so cute
She is so cute
I really love my Zoey 'cause she is cute and she's fluffy
Do you love my Zoey?
I really love my Zoey
You should love my Zoey
Her ears are so fluffy and floppy and they are soft
They flop when she runs and barks too
Do you love my Zoey?
I really love my Zoey
You should love my Zoey...

P.S. I think I forgot how Carol of the Bells went, so that may not flow as I had expected.

Guess What I Am

      So I was reading Facebook statuses and comments etc... and I just realized something... I have CSCD. For those of you who are unfamiliar with CSCD there are some things you should know. People do not have CSCD by choice - they are born with it. People with it require patience on your part, they know people hate it when they do it but it really isn't just something they can help. What's that? What's CSCD? You mean, you don't know?! Well, it's... Compulsive Spell Checking Disorder. People with the disorder are bothered by misspellings and Internet slang over usage. However, they are still human and make spelling errors themselves. They either do not realize they made the mistake or do not know how to spell the word. Things like 'U','R', 'dum','nukleer haulocost','dismembermint',yodling','trols' and 'hore' all bother the CSCDer very much. And I, after much thought and confusement knowing that I was different, have been telling others that I have this disorder. No need for the 'Get Well Soon' cards - I won't be getting better. I will have this disorder for the rest of my life. People are sometimes hostile and get angry and upset over me when I correct them but it's just because they don't understand my disability. I have recently applied to get a handicapped license plate and disability income. Hopefully one day, I will fit into cyber society - like you.

EDIT: Sorry about before, I type into this box that has a white background and I accidently highlighted the words yellow, so when I went to remove the highlight, I changed the color from yellow to white. But everything is well and beautiful now!

The States That Happen To Be United

        How is our country united? We are an extremely diverse population that has 'white superiority.' And I don't mean white people are the superior race, I mean that many whites refuse to accept the immigrants and the languages that they bring. We are also extremely materialistic and self centered. But let's look at the bright side: we have enough food in our trash cans to feed a small country, we have many laborers (but are too snobbish to take jobs that no one wants), we have plenty of land to waste and so on! We really are a great country.
        Let's look at a couple of states shall we? We'll go in order by which they pop into my head.

        Alaska - A very pretty state with plenty of whales, lots of glaciers, numerous mountains, a couple mountain people and last but not least, plenty of black gold. If you can find someone, you probably aren't in Alaska.
        New Mexico - Named quite appropriately! This state, bordering Mexico, is recalling from a Nat Geo documentary is like 45% Mexican/Hispanic. And possibly one of the most over looked states in the country.
       Nebraska - Who knows?
       Delaware - The most boring, uninteresting, lowest populated state. The north is an industrial wasteland and the south is, well... the south.
       Georgia - The only thing that comes to mind is 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' which may or may not have taken place in Georgia.
       Vermont- Quite snowy with a very good ski season.
       Michigan- One foot in the U.S. one foot in Canada.
       Virginia - Is it in the north or in the south?
       Florida - The two extremes, really old people and really young kids. Disneyland, hello?
      And I don't really feel like typing anymore.
      
       

Humor Through the Years

       Good day my kindly readers! Today, I would like to talk to you about humor. As we grow up, or sense of humor matures with us. In this post, we will examine each era of our life.

       Age: Less than 5 - The Age of Innocence - In this part of our life, we are just learning our words, so much of our humor comes from facial expressions and amusing actions from Peek-a-boo to Winnie the Pooh (holy crap, that was so extremely clever, kudos to myself!). But The Age of Innocence is short lived and we are soon off to the next phase.

       Age: 6-9 - The Age of Bodily Functions - Here, we are discovering things about our bodies and soon discovering the differences between male and female. We think words like, "poop" and "dookie" are the most hilarious things since AFV (with the good host, not the crappy new one).  We also think "peepees" are some of the strangest things and we cannot fathom why girls are lacking them.

       Age: 10-18 (and in some cases, onwards) - The Age of Sex and Sexism - Now we have come across the hormonal teenage years. According to a recent made up poll, 96% of jokes in this age are somehow related to sex. We find jokes like "A tree falls on a woman, does anyone hear it? - That's not important, the important thing is what's a tree is doing in the kitchen." and other related jokes. And if a joke is pure, an impure thought is applied by someone in the audience.

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      Age: 50+ - The Age of Dry Humor and Politics - Now we have lived our lives and are settling down from the roaring 20s, the busy 30s, the annoying 40s and are about to live out the monotonous 50s. The newest generation does not understand our jokes and/or find them completely void of any humor. We find jokes like, "What's the Difference Between Palin and Bush? Lipstick". Haha - not funny.

      And this is why, we kids are completely incompatible with our parents.

Noël (With the amazazing umlaut over the 'e')

         This post is dedicated to my best friend with whom I spent a week with at a summer campish for my school's stupid service program. So, for those of you who are not familiar with/aren't Noël, this is probably going to make no sense to you, whatsoever. And that may or may not be a word. We had the most awesome conversation last night on Facebook Chat where half of what I typed was 'OMGOSH!!' and other words entirely capitalized with excessive exclamation points. Let's get to the starting line, shall we?
        Dear Noël,
         I would like to recall the first sighting of you. Well, our youth minister was doing a silly/stupid and slightly effective 'ice breaker' with us noobies. You came in late. I think. Anyways, we were playing Two Truths and a Lie. Your truths were: I like to play Grand Theft Auto and I play bass guitar. I don't remember what your lie was. Everyone was like, "Woahzies, that girlz got mad skillz yo!" And I was thinking, "That's cool."
        Next we come across your first words to me. Those words were, "I like your flip flops." So I was all like, "Haha thank you, I like your's too." I think I said that... These words were spoken in the gymnasium close to dinner time. And for the record, the gym floor looked like there was dirt engrained into the wood. No joke. And it smelled like humidity and wood.
        Then we come to the knot tieing. We were assigned to the same group. We discussed questions like, "Where did you see Jesus today?" and we would give some B.S.ed answer and write like one word, against what our 'group leader' said (She was kind of pushing us to write more). And, I saw Jesus in a grilled cheese sandwhich, mind you (I made myself lulz. UNRELATED NOTE: This makes me think of the line from the Wizard of Oz that I interpret as "Are you a good witch, or a sandwich?"). We talked and stuff, made each other laugh hysterically and came up with our super duper handy dandy inside joke.
        Then we came to the emotional bonding. Our main one being Runescape. RUNESCAPE FTW!!  Yeah man. Then we all did these note things of which the name escapes me and I think I said the truth about everyone except Gabby and Stephanie. Mainly because I had no idea what to put for them (Gabby: I don't understand why we haven't stopped the oil spill yet, let's just put a giant tampon in the well."). And then you found the hot and steamy romance novels, two actually. And we had LOLs (Lots of laughs) over those. And the closing ceremony kind of thing, that was pretty chill, right? And your parents lived like, two minutes away and they were late... and so was my mom who was at the house dedication. And then, not too long ago, we had the most AMAZING conversation ever. In fact, the conversation was so unbelievably amazing that I couldn't fall asleep for over 45 minutes because our conversation was THAT amazing.
        Let's just be Kids and have a Time to Pretend that we all have kind of an Electric Feel, mkay? Mkay.
         I love you, Noël!!
   Mark.

P.S. SHED.
P.S.S. If you're not at the reunion I'ma beat down your front door to find you, got it? Mkay.

The Most Intense Letter - X

        You know all those letters you learned in kindergarten? Well, only one is super awesome. That is the letter "X". Because 'X' is such an intense letter, it used very little, and even less at the beginning of words. Some words try replicate the sounding of 'X' but it loses all intensity after an 'E' is put before it. So the only word that comes to mind when you think of the letter 'X' in the beginning of a word is xylophone. Which is an intense instrument.
         Then there are impostor words. They are used to describe something in intense and include the sound of  'X'. Such words are, but are not limited to: extreme, extol, exhilarate, exterminate, extinct, excommunicate, excavate, existence, exalt and extravagance. Some people try to make them intense by purposely yet tastefully misspelling the intense word. For example: X-TREME!! The misspelled word is almost always followed by one or more exclamation points to add sheer intensity to the word. But there is always a way to ruin this annexed (Eh?) intensity. Like this: X-TREME!!!111111.   The intense emphasis on 'x-treme' has been ruined by improper shift key technique. On an off topic basis, did you know that the baby food maker "Gerber" also makes knives. That's one X-TREME!!! baby food. Who wouldn't want to feed their babies food that was made in conjunction with EFFING KNIVES??!!

         I would like to start this off with naming one drastically boring class. Sacred Scripture. In fact, this class is so boring, humans evolve drastically each class because it is so long and SO boring. My friend Hugh does a good job of making it go slightly faster. And by slightly faster I mean, instead of eons, it takes a millennium. Humans will probably be sea creatures by the end of this year. There are seriously no English words to describe the intense borningness (oxymoron?) The teacher speaks in a completely flat tone, with no sense of urgency or emphasis on ANYTHING. It is also very hot. And when I say hot, I’m talkin’ like, center of the sun hot. And he doesn’t listen when we say it is hot. It was nice and cool outside one day when we were taking a test but he had the windows closed because the teacher in the period beforehand had closed them. After I finished sweating out all fluid in my body and handed in my test, I suggested that he or I open the windows. I guess he didn’t hear me because he just smile smugly. I gaped at him when he just sat at his desk. I asked again. Maybe he didn’t hear me or maybe he hates me. He ignored me again. I never had an urge to punch a priest until then. Don’t get me wrong, I have the utmost respect for priests but COME ON!!! Anger makes your body heat rise too….




        My second boring class is a highly anticipated class. Driver’s education. My teacher is basically constantly pulling up his pants till they’re above his chin and is talking in a stupid voice. And when he coughs, his whole body is like, thrust upward as if he is coughing himself up. It’s odd. We also watch a lot of boring movies. Do I CARE that people got radio knobs stuck in their heads in the 1960s dictated to me from a 1985 tape. It’s silly. Is it really that difficult to purchase newer driver’s education material? Is it really necessary to use severely outdated material where kids though “Cool beans” was a way of saying that the car was one they wanted or something like that. “Cool beans” is not a way to describe driver’s ed. One day we had first lunch



(there are three lunch periods at my school

First Lunch- 1, 2, 3, Lunch, 4, 5, 6

Second Lunch- 1,2,3,4 ½, Lunch, 4 ½, 5, 6

Third Lunch- 1,2,3,4, Lunch, 5, 6)



         And then proceeded to Driver’s Ed (fourth period) but he wasn’t there. He wasn’t there after 5 minutes. After 5 minutes we are supposed to go to the library for an open period for the remainder of a class. About halfway through 4th period, he shows up at the library, acting like it was our fault that he was late. He didn’t know what lunch we had… It was a stupid situation… We were so close to a cool beans, open period.

Cellphones Suck

         There are so many reasons cellphones suck. In fact, many people did not have cellphones 900 years ago. I know, it's unbelievable. Like, how could they live like that? Were they some kind of savage barbarians?

         So now, back to my reasons. You are always forgetting where you last put your cellphone. This happens so often that you probably waste 90% of your life looking for your cellphone. Plus, cellphones keep getting smaller and therefore, harder to find. A brick phone is much easier to find than a stupid Razor or something stupidly small phone like that.
         Phones are constantly dropping, breaking and getting wet. I think I voided the warranty on my phone battery because I heard about that red "x" thing that turns into something different via magical means and so I decided to put it to the test and licked the battery of my phone. Surely enough, the red x's changed into red blotchy blobs.
         Phones are stupidly expensive. I refuse to pay $200 dollars for a phone that can break easier than my laptop and do half of what it can do, slower. I have no problem with people that do, and you can argue with me all you want, but I'm pretty stubborn on that.
        Phones are being updated so often that once you get a phone, within a month, something better comes out. Like the Droid. That's a seriously cool phone. But, what about the Droid X, Droid Incredible and so on. The Envy (or whatever it's called) was orginally pretty cool but then the Voyager, Envy 2, Envy Touch, and Envy 3 came out and now the Envy and Envy 2 are seriously outdated phones.
       Phones give off radiation, and therefore give you cancer. But what dosen't? I know.
      Phones are irritating. They go off in church, movies, and when you don't want to talk to someone you press "ignore" and then they know that either you are unable to talk or you a demon for ignoring their call. You're trying to talk to a friend but they're texting or you are in an situation where you have nothing to do so you check your phone every 30 seconds. Their batteries last 3 seconds in the cold. They have the worst default ringtones. Their games suck. You never have reception in an area that you really need it (I've gone on two vacations where we were totally isolated from any cellphone towers: West Virginia and Michigan). And people prank call you. This dosen't really affect me because if I don't have the number programmed into my phone or it's restricted then I don't answer. And speaking of prank callers, you guys are really rude. I was once eating lunch with my grandma and someone kept trying to prank call me. Do you realize how inconsiderate that is? And they would call over and over and over again.
        Cellphones - go to hell.

Types of People and the Cars They Drive

         Life is a bunch of group of people that are superior/inferior to each other in the social hierarchy. We'll start off with the lowest.

        Below Anything People - $500-$5000 car - These people are generally uninsured drivers who bought the car used and cannot afford anything better. They bought the Honda Civic because it never dies and probably never will die. Honda Civics are like really boring super heroes - like a superhero who can not get hurt but dosen't do anything to put him in the way of getting hurt.

        Low to Average People - $6000-$19,000 car - These people DO have insurance and will buy a used car that it is pretty good or a new car, like a Kia Soul or Scion tC. They can be teachers or office drones or anything that makes an median annual salary. For those who don't know, the two cars that I had mentioned are not much more than a car from a forced injection plastic mold. They have more plastic than a McDonalds Happy Meal toy (which are 80% plastic, 20% lead).

        Above Average People - $20,000-$35,000 car - These people are usually in healthcare or some other pretty good paying job. Usually like a Volkswagen or Hyundai or something. Very good cars that will last about half the time of the Honda Civic. This is the broadest category of people.

        Extraordinary People - $36,000-$60,000 - These people have very high paying jobs that can afford expensive cars like BMWs, Mercedes, Audis, Infinitis, Lexuses and so on. These people have the cars that we all wish we owned but know that we can't afford. Snobbishness may or may not be included.

        Modestly Rich People - $61,000-$100,000 - These people have a lot of extra spending money and are usually like doctors and dentists and stuff. They have the upper end luxury cars like Range Rovers and high ranging models of Mercedes, BMWs, Audis, Infinitis, Lexuses, etc... These people are rich but when we tell them that they are rich they smile and deny that they just like to spoil themselves every now and then but we all see through their lies.

        Above Anything People - $100,000+  - These people have the Audi R8s, Maseratis, and range topping Mercedes, BMWs, Audis, Lexuses and stuffs. These are the people when we call them rich, they just smile and just shrug it off. Strangely, rich people are always the nicest people of all the modern social hierarchy.

         Our super modern world has yet to abandon social hierarchy. It's there, and I know it; people need to stop saying that it isn't. IT IS!!

I Hate Everything

         Do you ever get that feeling where everything that dosen't go perfectly (which next to nothing does) makes you super ticked off? Yeah I'm having that feeling...
        It all starts with a parent making you do stuff that you don't want to do. In this case, my dad wanted me to pass the green beans to the person next to me. Normally, this dosen't bother me at all, but for some reason I got really annoyed. I mean, why can't he just get up and walk it over to the other person instead of inconviencing someone else so they can have more time. Sounds pretty selfish to me. Then my brother and his girlfriend were telling some stupid story that I don't remember and don't care about. I was basically trying to listen to the story without having to reach for the greenbeans. They kept blabbering and I kept getting more annoyed at why they weren't passing me the greenbeans when I hadn't told them I wanted them. Shouldn't they know that I want the greenbeans if I'm telling them telepathically? YES!! So then I rudely interupted and gave in and asked them for the gosh darned to heck greenbeans. And they passed it to me willingly, which made me angrier.
        Then I got on the computer and tried to click a button in the web browser but a pop-up thought I rolled my mouse over it and started shouting at me why the "SUPER GREEN AND TOTALLY AWESOME FORD FIESTA WAS TOTALLY RIGHT FOR ME!" BUT IT ISN'T GOSH DARN IT!! I DON'T WANT A STUPID FORD FIESTA! NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY YOU STUPID AD AND LET ME CLICK THE GOSH DARNED BUTTON!! So then I clicked the button after exiting out of the annoying Ford Fiesta ad.
        Next I typed into the URL box "fac" wanting it to auto complete and list facebook.com for me so I could hit the down arrow and enter button and zip off to facebook. But noooooo, it didn't happen that way. Instead, I didn't hit the down arrow or missed it and it took me to "fac" which it didn't recognize. It gave me REALLY annoying web page that told me "fac" was non existant. That got me super angry; some how it is the computer's fault why I didn't hit the down arrow. Stupid computer. Now I'm listening to the movie 2012 and I'm annoyed with it because the guy is in a car listening to OHMYGODITSSOANNOYING radio station. And I'm here typing it all down here for your entertainment. Be glad - be very, very glad...

Freakishly Awesome Things

        We've all heard of them, that one thing that is highlight of your life; it's the Freakishly Awesome Thing. The Freakishly Awesome Thing differs from person to person and one usually has no problem enthusing about why such Thing is so Freakishly Awesome. For example: my Freakishly Awesome Thing is cars. I can tell you all about cars - which ones are good, bad, expensive, cheap and so on.
         There is also another freakishly awesome thing. It can be anything, really. Like tiny kittens, puppies or something so undeniably cute that you lose all knowledge of modern English and must resort to simple uncoordinated mouth sounds. Like "d'awwh", "umigoditsofriggincute", "eep","coochie coo" and "google." Yes, the uber corporation 'Google' got it's name when the founder saw something so incredibly cute that he was at loss for words. Or maybe even oscillating fans are freakishly awesome. I mean, they basically keep you cool and keep blowing air on you no matter how much paper you stick in them. Oscillating fans love us and try so hard to keep us happy. And yes, I'm referring to oscillating fans as living creatures. Why? Because I think they're cute.
        Girls find many things freakishly awesome. Such things may include but are not limited to: fuzzy socks, make-up, kittens, nuclear holocausts, puppies and candy. Men find a couple things freakishly awesome that include all of the following but again, is not limited to: beer, porn, sports, cars, girls and brochachos.
       Even different professions may find things freakishly awesome, here is a list I have conjured up out of thin air:

Dentists - Flossing
Teachers - Homework
Doctors - Needles
Telemarketers - Being Indian

        Going off on a totally unrelated topic, have you ever been to a website where it was like, "HEY YOU!! YOU SHOULD CALL US IF YOU HAVE ANY PROBLEMS!! And it has a picture of a really cute/hot girl in a headset smiling stupidly like she is super happy to help angry people with their problems. In reality, you get connected with an Indian guy that hardly speaks a lick of English and has no clue what is wrong with whatever you need help with. And you have to go through six hours of redundant computers telling you to please hold in a kind, soothing and totally synthesized voice. And you have to wait on the phone listening to Nickelback play through the phone while you wait. Alright enough of that...
        So as you can see, there are many freakishly awesome things and infinitely many subcategories you can divide it into. You can just image a really cute girl in a headset smiling brilliantly as though she is so eager to find out more about you and when you ask her a question she has a male Indian voice. What a mood killer...

       

Perception of time

         You know the saying, "Time flies when your having fun?" It does, and it sucks. It's God's way of getting back at us and forcing us to be miserable that way we have seemingly small amounts of fun and tons of boringness. Today, I had the dumbest class called "Sacred Scripture." The class was so awfully boring that I think I'm actually dead and now typing this from beyond the grave. I'm a visible ghost. The lamest kind of ghost. Go back much farther in time when I was in Michigan over summer break when I was having crap loads of fun. A boat trip that lasted a whole day felt like several hours. How stupid is that?! I mean, how can I enjoy life when it is full of boring wastefulness? I can't, that's how.
        If I'm rocking out to "Cobrastyle" by The Teddybears which is about a three and a half minute song, and it seems to only last a minute; how can I rock to the song to it's full potential. On the unrelated side: I'm quite entertaining whilst rocking out to an awesome song.
        On the other side of things - how about your favorite show? It's probably an hour or a half an hour long. Yet you lose 10-20 minutes from commercials. And those commercials seem to last FOREVER (Except the really entertaining ones) !! And what really bothers me is when they play the same commercial twice in a row. And I just saw two interesting commercials. One was for almond milk. Milk do not have boobs. Therefore, it cannot produce milk. Almond milk is a lie. And secondly is the Allstate commercials where the guy in the pink headband and weights in each hand is all like, "I'm a hot babe out jogging." It made me lulz.
        As we can all very clearly see, God is out to get us. He wants us to have a dreadfully boring life with short bursts of fun only to be knocked down by more boringness. How lame...

Videos games are far from reality...

        Think of this, you are swimming in a pool at your friend's house. You're in the deep end when this stranger comes by and removes the exit ladder. You start to panic when you realize that you are doomed and cannot get out of a pool without an exit ladder. If you are not familiar with this game that I'm describing, it would be "The Sims". Now don't get me wrong, it's an awesome game (a little tedious after awhile) but seriously? If you are upset with one of your family members and can't wait for them to move out - send them to the pool! Or another way is to simply build four walls around them and wait for them to starve.
        Now you are in a sports car going six quadrillion miles per hour and you rear end a car at a stop light. What do you think happened? If you said death, dents, doom, disaster or anything related to those, you would be wrong. What actually happened is the car was pushed out of the way and your car is unharmed. No airbags - no harm, right? Right. This game is Test Drive Unlimited.
        You are probably thinking that those are just games. Oh how very wrong you are! They are both simulator games. Simulator meaning a life simulation. So the moral of the story is: if you see a pool on a hot humid summer day without an exit ladder, resist temptation. Or you will die. But if you ram into a car at a million billion miles an hour, that's OK.

Optimism Vs. Pessimism

        I like to think of this topic less like optimism and pessimism, but more like extreme surrealism to extreme realism. Let us look at a few examples:


        Situation 1: A car just got sideswiped in front of you while driving along a city road.
        Optimist's Mind: Oh deary me! That poor fellow in front of me was pummeled by a tractor trailer and his head is no longer present on his body! Oh well, I'm sure the doctors have some radical new treatment to repair his now eviscerated, lifeless corpse.
        Pessimist's Mind: HOLY FREAKIN' CRAP! That dude just was just a bug splatter on that truck's windshield! His body is probably just a soup now inside his car! Dude that guy is DEAD! In fact, he's worse than dead. There isn't even an words to describe how surely dead that dudeski is.

        Situation 2: You are depositing money in a bank when a whole bunch of robbers in ski masks bash through the door.
        Optimist's Mind: Good golly! Those are some angry people! It's okay, we'll all be fine. That's what we pay the police for afterall. It's all going to be alright.
        Pessimist's Mind: Oh-my-god. Dear Lord, I am so sorry for all the bad things that I have done and stuff. Please forgive me before we all die in a bloody massacre.

        Now, tell me this. Which is more likely to happen:
        Ex 1- Flying unicorns poop technicolor rainbow terds while dancing with elves whilst drinking morning dew off of toadstools.
        Ex 2- Horses poop brown smelly terds while standing in a poopy straw trailer while it goes over a speed bump.

        If you chose Ex 2, you would be correct. It's also the pessimist answer. So if you are not on drugs, you are a pessimist. And that is why hippies are stupid and optimistic. What an awesome way to end a post...
      

Welcome to monotony!

        Good day my fine citizens! My name is Mark and I will be talking you through this unimportant event in your life. I'm new to this so you'll have to forgive me for the boringness for awhile. Afterall, I'm just typing into a text box, not really knowing what is going to happen after publishing.
        So! I'm quite the fascinating ordinary person! In fact, I'm not just ordinary, I'm exta-ordinary. You may think this is the same word as extraordinary, however, it is quite the opposite. I'm the most average and painfully ordinary person you can imagine.
        Some call me crazy, and I would agree, sort of. I'm not a serial-killer crazy, no one likes that kind of crazy. I like to kind of think of myself as a likeable humerous crazy. As in, I will do an awesome lip synch to "King of Anything" by Sara Barielles. And yes, I'm amazing at it.
        I like to talk in different ways, so you may see me talking like this: "LIKE OH MAH GAH! WHO BE DIGGIN' IN 'DIS OATMEAL OVER HURR?" Or in other circumstances I may take a different approach: "This inferior Homosapien say's that after the combustion of two different elements they form another element. Hah! I laugh at his inferior mental computations!" To be honest, I don't really talk like that - ever. But what if I did? That would be a seriously annoying person. But some probably think I already am annoying. Oh well!
        If you have any suggestions on which I should talk about, I will gladly accept! Ideas would be greatly appreciated in my imaginative world that sometimes lack any substance. And by that I mean that my brain runs dry on ideas frequently.
        So now to end this post I say to you, "Buckle in yourselves, because I plan on being a super awesome blogger who may or may not get tired of blogging after a week or so." Who knows?