Get your skiies shined up
grab a stick of juicy fruit
the taste is gonna move ya!
take a stick
pull it ouuuttt
the taste is gonna move ya when ya pop it in your mouth!
Juicy Fruit is gonna move ya!!
Juicy Fruit, it gets right to ya!!

Too Cute to Be Ignored

Sorry couldn't resist the cuteness. It's freakin adorable!!!!

buh?

I know I visit here and amy and sahar but does ms. rebecca?
*ponders*

narf.

secondly, why do children young as grade 5 own better cell phones than I? What's the beef with that?!

Adventures in the Fog

Yeah. So with the spirit of "not wasting a minute of march break" I went out to a walk with Nazanin, Carolina and Max today. If you just look out the window you will note the fog and humidity. So as you might imagine our lovely walk faced its complications. First of all Max; the extremely furry dog, was soaking wet. Then I had to carry him home seeing as he wouldn't walk because he was so cold. Then I had to bring him home and blow dry him. Then I went to walk nazanin back to her house with Carolina. I told my parents it would only take a few minutes. However, we ended up talking for some time in front of Nazanin's house. It was quite the conversation. But either way. Then Carolina and I ran back home as fast as we could. And while we were getting there in the thick fog and darkness my dad's car pulled over. He yelled at me for quite some time and then drove carolina back to her house. Then we went home.

And yes. that was my little adventure. It was quite the fun but I'm afraid it may lead to me not leaving the house for some time.

But either way. I think I've had more fun than should be allowed on a march break. Even t hough if its only the monday. So if I were to be grounded for the rest I might not be completely depressed. But I probably wont be happy either.

Cheers to March Break.

<3 you all.

Mahalo.

wonderBRAS

Becca.

Robin.

Amy.

Sahar.

Those who are great.
Those who set the bar.
Together, they will rule the Internet.
Together, they will express their minds.
Together, they are the wonderBRAS!!!!!!!

*cue cheese music*
*and Robin.......Exuent!*

The following goes out to all the finee young ladies out there (on this blog):

Roses are red
Violets are blue
A glance from you
Tells me there is nothing I can't do.

*bows and accepts praise*
*[CHEESE]*

haha of course I can do better, but you know what the funny thing is?
I've given cheesy poems like this away before..except they were longer. XD

The Transformation of a Bitch

So. Hi. Reader prepare, because I shall be ranting.

Ok. So I should really be happy. Today is a great day. Today is the day I dropped Chemistry. Today is the day I spent with my friends. Today is just... a great day. So why may you ask I am not so jolly? Well it's quite obvious really (To me that is). I think I'm developing that rash that Megan and Alex of our school seemed to have maintained for the past couple of years. And no I don't mean a literal rash. This is a different metaphoric kind of rash. It could be considered contajious but really, you can prevent it from happening if you have some self-control. This rash has many symptoms. Some of them include, irrationality (No similiarities intended), ignorance, and the oh so blighted bitchiness. So, I have noticed these symptoms in myself. They have really become quite dominant now. The example of this bugging me quite simply is this event:

There's a girl who shall not be named. She is quite rude. She pretends to be friends with everybody. However, Sahar does not like this girl very much. Sahar believes this girl to be a poser. Therefore, sahar ignores girls stabs at materialistic friendships. Time goes on. Girl attempts to make friends with people who are also friends of Sahar. Girl then proceeds to talk behind Sahar's back. Sahar hears. Sahar then marches somehow irrationally and proceeds to have an odd fit with the girl. This "fit" may be considered bitchy. It goes as this:

Sahar: Yeah, by the way (Girl), I just wanted to let you know nicely, before I really lose it, that you should just really quit talking behind my back.

Girl: I'm not talking behind your back!

Sahar: please don't lie. (Sahar is furious at lie- *Note* Sahar has anger-management problems) You know what, just know, don't come hanging around me anymore.

Sahar walks away.

ha. ha. well now you must note that this happend in front of a number of people in the library. All of whom gave me quite the odd looks. I think I look like the school bitch. It makes me sad considering i'm not the type of person to get involved in such low degrading "fueds." So, yes. Watch out my fellow BRAS. I have become a menacing bitch. I must be dealt with.

Also. Today my dreams of becoming a Social Worker were bashed by four teachers. Why? They all said it was a job consisting of great stress. The guidance councellor even said: So... why do you want to go into Social Work? I said: ... why not? And she said: well.. I always wonder, when people choose this types of career. Sahar: um. I'm just..... searching for options. *sinks into chair*

I dont know. Today should be a good day. It should be an amazing day. But I just feel useless and bitchy. I love you BRAS.

Maybe you're right Robin. Maybe I do take everything too seriously. After-all, you always say, it's the small things that count.

Mahalo.

alert: the BRAS need a picture together.

Wake-up Call.

I've noticed that me and Robin, or more grammatically correct ; Robin and I, are the only ones posting or commenting. We are momentarily functioning as: the _R_S. We hope to be made complete soon. *Nods sadly*