Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Push

I'm sure I've said this before, but man. I hate when you lose something and you decide to tell someone about it and ask for their help in finding the object and all they can reply with is "Where is it?"
I always want to scream out "I DON'T FREAKING KNOW WHERE IT IS THAT'S WHY IT'S LOST YOU RETARD!" ..But you know. I usually say something along the lines of "I'm not sure..."

I've been drawing a lot of things recently which is really weird since I've never shown not even the slightest bit of artistic ability. Ever. In my whole life. The things I've drawn have been somewhat okay though. Okay...this paragraph is just too weird and non-Margie-like so I'm gonna end it NOW.


Twinkie (the turtle that I am babysitting)...Is really cool. Especially when he sleeps. He does this thing where he'll be floating at the top of the water, and then he will close his eyes and slowly drift into sleep. He get's very still and begins to gradually sink down to the bottom of the tank. Eventually he hits the bottom and it wakes him up, so he'll swim back to the top again, and then the whole process starts over as he falls back into sleep.
:D

I love listening to old music that you haven't heard in years again and still knowing every word to the songs. I also love watching old movies like A Goofie Movie and still being able to quote almost every line in the movie.

Which reminds me...An Extremely Goofie Movie. WHAT THE HELL Disney, What.The.Hell. So the whole point of the first movie(Goofie Movie...which happens to be my favorite childhood movie, but that's beside the point) was for Max to get with that Roxanne chick or whatever..right? And then the second movie rolls around and POOF! That chick isn't even in it! What happened to her? I mean come on, you could've at least thrown in a little break up or something in there. Like...Max could have went by her house and been like "Yo dude, I'm going to college so this is over. It was nice being in a movie with you that was all about you. Kay, peace out."
*sigh*

THE END.






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