LAME

I KNEW IT!

Yes, that's right. I was correct yet again.
See, I figured out by his reaction after we broke up that all the stuff Brad said about Tiffany was like, false. Tiffany being ex-girlfriend-whore.
AND I finally have someone to complain to who gets it. Nobody else gets it. Not really.
So...
Yes.
Quite.
I made comments on the other entries in response to your comments.
As I said, you don't have to post as long as you comment.

OH, one last thing. I asked my friends the parrot question at school today and they had the wrong reaction. They had the "you're really weird" reaction.

What do you call an anorexic chick with a yeast infection?
A quarter-pounder with cheese.

Okay, so here's a theory for you...

Okay, so here's my new theory about lesbians...well, technically it's just my theory since I never had an original one to have a new one...but anyway, you can comment on it(see how I threw in that subtle hint that you can comment on these entries) and you can do it with some sort of expertise, being a lesbian and all.
A girl has to really like herself to be a lesbian.
See, if she doesn't like herself, she can blame it on her sex, and if she doesn't like her sex, why should she want to date them?
In contrast, if she does like herself, she will presumably seek out similar people, within her own sex.

By the way...
POST.
I look like a loser cause I'm the only poster/commentor. Even though you're as much of a loser and I just have a better memory.

On a side note, my gay guidance counselor is a Trekkie who paints.
I think he's neat.

Wow, soup helps with physics...

All day I had the worst luck with physics, I came home, had soup, and suddenly it makes sense...
MAGIC SOUP!
Yay.
To quote the girl that is the in the title of your previous post and one of her friends:
"Repeteadivly?"
"Repetitivedly?"
Sigh. "Repeatedly?"<--Me
"Oh...Are you sure it isn't repetivedly?"

Wow...I kind of wish I'd taken this class like four years ago...
Did you ever find out how old your girlfriend is?

WE WORE BRAIDS ON THE SAME DAY! IT'S LIKE WE PLANNED IT!!

Sam. I have discovered that I am...IN LOVE WITH YOU. I am leaving Teresa and spending my parents' money to see you. And putting pictures of you everywhere and always talking about you. Always and forever.

...

Anyway, jaundice. THANKSGIVING. Just stay an extra day. And come here!!! Either you would get along really well with Teresa or you'd hate her. In the face. But you're both pisces, so...I dunno. All pisces seem to friends with each other. It's really kinda weird. PISCES CONSPIRACY.

Casey is running around looking for a wooden spider...odd. And being like "I SNAGGED A BITE OF PASTA" Also odd. He stopped being ghetto =) Now he's just a lil stupid sounding. But not really really stupid sounding. So it's okay.

I'm kinda rambling. At least it's a multi-paragraphed post, as opposed to another short short one.

How are the cobblestones? The first coat of the nakedladiesgrowingoutoftree is a-ok. I fear the accents will screw it up. But, whatev.

My family complains. A lot. Stupid family. Now everyone's looking for the spider. But I'm not. Rebellion!!

I actually have to do math. LAME.

Signing off, surrounded with the noise of three people shuffling around and whining about something totally unimportant!

Testing...testing....

Moof. MISSCAPILIAN!

Wow, those bounty paper towels really are absorbant...

YAY NOTEBOOK!
That took way too long.
Logging in and out.
OFF TO THE GROCERY STORE!