Just Another One

Hi, I'm back with another post. I can't wait until Fredward gets back from his vacation. Nobody else even talks to me... not my friends... or my teachers... or my parents... Anyway, school was pretty normal today. I arrive at school. I get hit by some kind of projectile (pencil, cat, teacher, ice cream truck.) I go to my first class. I go to my second class. My teacher locks me out of my third class. I climb the side of the building and go in through the windows. I get in trouble for not using the door like normal people. I go to my fourth class. I go to my fifth class. I get mistaken for a sixth grader and put on some kind of field trip or something. I get back just after lunch. And for the rest of the day I listen to people pronounce me name wrong... B-I-L-ogna... B-I-ke... Agatha. Anyway on my way home from school I got a phone call. Can you believe it. I guess paying for 7 months of service was well worth it. And now I know that my phone sort of works. Anyway I picked up and immediatley heard, "HELLO YOUNG LADY. THIS IS NOT A COMMERCIAL CALL. YOU COULD BE GETTING LOWER CREDIT RATES. THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO PURCHASE LOWER CREDIT RATES. YOU WILL ONLY HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE THAT WE ARE CHARGING FOR LOWER CREDIT RATES. I AM VERY PLEASED THAT YOUR MOTHER IS..."
Then the call cut off and it was silence. That was the first call i've ever gotten. OH YEAH!

Another Day Down The Drain

Today i found out just how unathletic I really am. We were running the mile in PE. I thought it would be easy to beat the rest of the class and stuff but boy was I wrong. I was just about to give up and collapse when coach Bradley yelled, "GO!" Anyway I started running, made it seven feet, and threw up all over the class bullys back. I will be feeling that in the future... Ow... My life seems to be sounding more and more like frewdwardo... I meen Freds. I also found out one of the saddest things in my life... my goldfish really doesn't talk. Aparently it was all just a speaker my parents put behing the tank. I should have known after the time I asked it if it had ever been picked on by a bully, and he said, "Im Timmy Tuna and I like to be happy." Or maybe the time when I spilled some of the water of the tank on the speaker and Timmy short cirucuted. "Im Timmy Tuna and~#~ they're~#~ coming~#~ for~#~ you!" I need some time alone...

PE and "Parent Comedy Night"

That was the worst day of my life. I'm not kidding. My worst day ever started at PE when coach Bradley said "We're playin' dodgeball boys." Well I like this girl named Cornelious and she was on the other team. I accedentaly hit here in the face with a ball sending her flying into the large fish tank that Couch Bradley keeps his tigers in. It wasn't pretty. Well now my chances with Cornelious are probably even better since I sent here flowers while she was in the Emergency room. The other horrible thing that happened was much much much worse and painful. It was parent comedy night at school tonight and I thought my parents we at home watching TV like usual but boy was I wrong. Jonnys Dad had just finished a great skit when the most horrific thing happened. My Mom and Dad walked out onto the stage. The whole thing keeps on replaying in my mind. My Dad sais, "heya, kids. My son Billy Willy Filly didn't know we were coming tonight but we decided to surprise him." My mom sais, "lets get started honey... get the baby pictures." I hate to say but theres more. But its all just a blur of stuff like - "Didn't Billy look so cute in the bath," and "Can you believe he would do that every time we said wombat." Thats it, the worst day of my life... thanks for coming.

Okay, I'm Weird

Yeah, third post today, so what. I just have to tell you about the most amaizing story ever. Me and Fred were on IMVU when it started. We had decided to enter this big fashion show. I was wearing a golden dress with those poofy arm thing, and Fred was wearing a Mickey mouse costume (thanks to his awesome modding skills.) Anyway we totally dominated the first round. In the second round someone started cussing at Fred and got banned. Normally I wouldn't have thought much of that but because of the emotional stress we had aparently gone through, the judges gave us a free pass to the semi finals. Durring the semi finals something amaizing happened. The player of the Judge had a hart attack when he saw Fred and by default the remaing players went directly to the finals. There we were, the last three, Me, Fred, and Edward Cooper. That's where the Miracle happened. Edward was hit by a flying school bus. No kidding. Aparently Fred isn't the only modder plaing IMVU. Well Fred ended up winning because the finals judge was a four year old girl... yeah... but it was still pretty amaizing. Sorry to all you hardcore fans but this is going to be my last pot today as it is my bedtime. 5:00... Well i've got to get my beauty sleep some time. And thats also when my mom makes me go to bed... anyway, BYE!