Tagged, gangstas.
Journal Entry: Wed May 7, 2008, 12:24 PM
Helllllooo. *digitalvagrant tagged me in her latest Journal. So now, you all are granted the pleasure of watch me ramble. (:
1) Being in a room, it doesn't matter what room it is — my bedroom, a classroom, someone else's kitchen — the door HAS to be closed. I don't know why, but I'm starting to make my mom concerned that I may have OCD. xD
2) I like to sleep during thunderstorms.
3) I know practically all of the words to almost all of the songs in High School Musical II. (:
4) Instead of putting pepper on my french fries, I put it in my ketchup.
5) I've been told by numerous people that I am the master at making hideous faces on command. Be jealous.
6) One time, I reached across the table at Bob Evans to see the desert menu, and ended up punching a full glass of ice tea onto our waitress. My friend sprayed his own drink out of his nose and onto my other friend's food.
7) I am HORRIBLE at talking in front of people (yes, even worse than you, Payton! Haha). The last time that I had to talk in front of a group of people was in my eight grade health class, and I was sweating at the end of the five minutes. xD
8) One of my pastimes in writing.
Now, I have to go do my hair and go to my choir concert. Please, somebody shoot me.
I tag you:
1. Post these rules.
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts
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5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged
- Mood:
Peaceful - Listening to: Mariana's Trench
the spill canvas 
Devious Comments
Haha, you didn't have to have someone bail you out of a blank out during your english paper with questions on abortions. Then finish a solid 4 minutes before the minimum time requirement. (;
I like my doors closed too. And you also have to face them when you are sitting.
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that sucksss.
finally being over with poetry, i celebrated by taking pictures all night.
i needed to work on indoor photography anyways. xD
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Ummm, what were we saying? Haha.
It did suck. I hate singing. And I suck at it.
I just needed to get my fine arts credit out of the way, haha.
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Silence is golden. Duct tape is silver.
I'm fuckin' it real.
*Apophysis Fractals, ftw!☻*girls-girls-girls, ftw!☻~Heroes-Fan-Club, ftw!
Ahaha, yeah, it was so awkward. I pretty much sucker-punched it, and it knocked over another glass, too, but that one was almost empty. The ice tea had just been put down off of the waitress' tray. She hates me.
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Gah, yeah, we are only required to have one year of fine arts, yet for some reason it's required that we take it next year as well...? haha, no clue.
It was the seniors last day today. They took grills from home, had a cook out, then went to waffle house and baskin robbins. Followed by a kiddy pool, slip'n slide, 30 water guns and 150 water balloons aimed at the underclass men. xD
They soaked the principle as well.
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Last year, about forty seniors all rode their riding lawnmowers to school. XD It was hilarious to see them parked in the parking lot.
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for their senior prank, they put goldfish in all the toilets with surandwrap over them. used the couches from the commons to barricade the hallways, took all of the desks out of the class rooms and used them to block the lockers, class rooms, and other hallways, and then bound all of our lockers closed. it was great. xD
and we have a key to the school that we pass down year to year, and one year the senior class made a copy for everyone in the grade, and as they did the senior walk for graduation, one by one as they shook the headmasters hand, they handed him a key to the school.
Dunwoody High School plans on having everyone donate ten dollars and higher three homeless men to streak across the school screaming absurdities, and labeling them one, two, and four. Then when the police show up, have the police spend all day looking for number three. and as a part of it, they are going to have voice recordings that they play over the school speakers to keep leading them around in circles. I have no idea if they will go through with it, but if they do, it will be amazing. xD
woah, that ended up being like...speech length. haha, sorry.
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