Stuff You Don't Give A Ding Dong Little Debbie About
**Hiya! It's a Sunday night, and I had quite an interesting day. So, I came up with an idea. I know you could most likely care less, so live with it. There are also some lists of miscelanous junk! Wahoo! Here ya go...**
*I woke up around 10:30 AM. Yay, it was a Sunday! I coulda slept more, but I was awake now, so, no matter. Right after I ate my lunch (Mmm...we have enough potato salad *puke*) I got to go clean up the *stampeding *N Sync fans heard in backround*. Oohh...yummy yum. Oh yes, then I went outside to get high on gasoline, causing nausia, chest pains and a splitting headache. Welp, let me explain...See, I was mowing the lawn and I guess the wind was blowing, so I inhaled some fumes. I'm okay now though ;-) *Crowd heard booing in backround*. AND NOW I FINALLY HAVE A TV UPSTAIRS AGAIN! YYAAYY!!*
*Welp, I woke up fairly early, and I actually took a shower right after I woke up! WOW! And again, I now have a TV upstairs :-) After I ate lunch, I called my good friend Amanda, aka Trashy. We were planning on doing stuff that day, plus I needed to get Darcie's B-Day present back after I left it at her house last week. We hung out, made fun of MTV, got yelled at by her grampa, and were frightened when the boy came. Finally when her mom came home, we decided to go see a movie. We called Carly, but her parents weren't home, so she had to stay and clean her closet. HA HA! So, we proceeded to the theatre, to see "The Haunting". God it was so horrible. Gee, I can't wait to see "The Blair Witch Project" tommorrow. Jeez, it was stupid, predictable, and not one bit scary. It sucked. "I must stay here, for the children! The children need me!". I say screw the damn children before the evil grampa guy kills you off. However, the Justin Timberlake nosed guy named Luke DID get decaptitated by the Lion Flu. (No, not some disease.) Sadly, this was the highlight of the film. Trashy and I were rolling on the floor laughing.
*Yes, I saw Blair Witch today with my buds Carly 'n' Amanda. Boy oh boy...Let me tell you something! Now, a lot of people say that this movie sucked, and that the movement of the camera gave them motion sickness, welp, duh. Isn't it obvious in the previews that it was home-video type stuff? Come on, if you're known for motion sickness, don't blame your stupidity to get sick in the theatre on the Blair Witch. Then, there are the people that say it was boring, and blah blah blah. First off, you most likely weren't listening in the beginning of the movie. The key to understanding a movie's purpose is by paying attention. Now, me, I always pay attention, and I knew exactly what was going on the whole time. Well, as much as the film makers wanted me to know. Hey, and by looking at this website, I'm sure you can conclude that I have a very vivid imagination. Plus, the movie was all about the power of suggestion, and to let you decide what happened. But ya know what? It was all layed out for you. Yep. Oh sure, you didn't see what happened to them at the end, but you knew what caused it. And if you were listening at the start, it should make sense. When the movie's done, it's really not. I just came home from seeing it, and I'm now starting to feel the impact. Jesus, it was FREAKY AS HELL! Not that I was scared, I don't scare at movies that easy, but it did freak me out. Carly agrees. However, my friends and I do have some serious twisted minds. We walked out of the theatre laughing our asses off. Yup, isn't that pathetic? Welp, I'll explain. You've seen the comercials where Heather's, the girl, face is right up against the camera, hehehe. She started to shudder violently or something, and her eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head, plus there was a waterfall of snot dripping from her nose. I turned to Carly, and she looked at me, and we just lost it. Ah welp, I guess ya had to be there. All in all, I'd say it was one of the best movie's I've ever seen. No cliche stuff here. Eat your heart out "The Haunting". HAH! "I saw eyeballs and lips!" "I only saw the lips!".
Okay, there's LOTS to tell here, so bare with me. Ahem. Welp, I arrived at Darcie's house around 6:30, with my dinky little present in hand. A few of the psychos had already arrived, and I am usually one of the last to get there. It's me, so it makes sense. Anyway, we sat and talked and stuff for a bit, blah blah, and watched a special about "The Blair Witch Project" on TV. Go figure, eh? Okay, so now everyone's there, (This includes: Darcie, Carly, Stella, John, Beth, Luke, Mary-Megan, Julie, Margot, Maggie, Susan and I.)and it's time to...DA DA DA DA DA DA DA! Launch rockets! 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1..BLASTOFF! *cough* Oh, sorry. We made these at Darcie's OTHER party a while back. Now is when the insanity starts. First off, I was trapped in the backseat with Stella all night in the station wagon! *sob* What did I do to deserve this torment? WHAT?!?! (J/K Stella.)Then, of course, most of us had just witnessed "The Bum Bum Song" starring Tom Green on MTV. Naturally, I couldn't help myself, so...My bum went on the tree. Carly informed Darcie's mom that it was a good thing they didn't have Pepsi in the house. I replied that it's Firday the 13th, so it comes naturally. Wahaha! Now, it's time to shoot off the rockets, and I went to go chase after one. DURING WHICH I LOST GUAM JOHN VALDEZ IN THE FIELD! NNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!! Stella helped me look for him, but Beth found him a few minutes later. THANK YOU BETH! After that, Beth launched our rocket, aka MOM. Yes, people always seem to put Beth and I together as partners...Ah welp. Ours didn't go that far, but oh well. Carly and John had this thing with trying to kill Beth when she was lying on the ground. I couldn't help her cuz I was too busy trying to stab Stella in the neck with my rocket. Dang, she's a strong shorty! *cough* Moving on...(My bum is in the grass, my bum is in the grass, look at me, my bum is in the grass!) NOW IT'S TIME FOR...DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!!!!! THE PATHETIC OLYMPICS! (Properly named by Carly.)And I swear I would have one 10,000 if I had had my video camera along...A rocket is shot waaaaaaay far away. Darcie runs, jumps OVER the fence with grace (surprisingly), with Beth following, falling over the fence with not-so much grace and beauty. OOPS! Beth is awarded a gold metal for this. AND NOW FOR THE MVP OF THE PATHETIC OLYMPICS...DARCIE! Darcie raced me to go get a rocket, and she would have beat me, if she HADN'T SLIPPED AND FELL ON HER BUTT IN THE WET GRASS! Ahem. Then, Darcie went to get another one, and I ran towards her in slow-mo, like in those old romance movie things, and it was working well, until Darcie somehow fell right in front of my feet. Now, here's the killer. Beth was lying on the ground again, Darcie was standing by her, she turned around, started to run, and tripped right over Beth! (Now picture Carly running up to stop Beth again.) So, this is all going on, and blah blah blah I spot Maggie and Carly hiding in a ditch with an umbrella over their heads. I went over to see what was up. It turns out that they were hiding from Carly and John's rocket, because John sabotaged it, so we needed to take cover. We didn't stay there, Carly and Maggie moving out of the ditch just as another rocket crashed down where we had been. Now it was MY turn to launch OUR rocket. (Aka MOM.) I think I did pretty well, although I was paranoid of it. Okay, enough with the rockets. NOW IT'S TIME FOR CAKE! YAY! I had chocolate cake, unlike Maggie and John, who ate the loser's vanilla. Carly and I are still losers, we just like chocolate better. I was the only one not to finish my piece of cake, because I sculped a dinosaur named Heather out of it. Then, I killed it. Slowly...*shaking head*...ahem. I think it's time to open presents now! Yaaay! I don't know OR remember the presents Darcie got from who, but Carly's card was the coolest. ALTHOUGH MINE HAD GLITTER AND IT WAS A SQUIRREL. That's tough to beat ;-) (BTW, thanx for the squirrel pic Darcie!) Now it's time for...dum dum dum...COSMIC BOWLING! This, by far, was the highlight of the party, for it was juuuust funn funn funny. (Except when I spotted Brandy out front smoking. *puke*) OF COURSE, they played REALLY gay music, like Culture Club. Com-ee-com-ee-com-ee-com-ee-com-ee-chameleon! Dang, it sucked. They also just HAD to change the channel when Fresh Prince was on! *hmmph* But to make up for this, we all boogied down and went psycho. The teams were...Stella, Susan, Margot and Julie...Darcie, Beth, Mary-Megan and I...Carly, John, Maggie and Luke...Wa-zah! The first game, we all did our bestest, while dancing and talking and having fun. The second game we just sucked, cuz we were having WAY more funn. (My bum is on the ball, my bum is on the ball, look at me, my bum is on the ball.) No matter WHAT we got after we bowled, we'd be happy and laugh at act like we just got a strike. Beth started the whole thing about bowling in other people's turns when she threw her ball into Luke's lane. This went on for a bit, and another time, it was Luke's turn, I casually strolled by Luke fighting with Beth and John and such over who was going to bowl in Luke's turn, threw the ball, and sat down right as Luke turned to bowl. (Hehehehehehehe.) Maggie started doing this to John, and vice versa. I bowled for John once, and GOT HIM A SPARE! Wahoo! Of course, there was the funky dancing, to the funky disco music. AND DON'T YOU FORGET THE FROGGIE! Poor poor Froggie (I forot it's name) Luke molested it! ICK! And what about John playing Follow-The-Leader? And playing keep-away with Stella's *N Sync singing keychain? CRAZINESS! So, we are done bowling, and we're all signing Darcie's bowling pin. Carly and I are, for some unkown reason, doing a messed up version of our Dee & Dum Dance. (Don't ask.) Stella is yelling at Beth for stealing her lighter. (Why Stella has a lighter, I do not know.) Now it's time to go back to Darcie's house, and I end up slapping Beth because she lit up Stella's lighter in the car. AHEM. Finally we arrive back at Darcie's house, and there isn't much more to do. So, we sit and talk and blah blah blah. Stella has a water fight with John. Surprise surprise. I hand out a piece of paper so that I may collect unkown phone numbers from these people. John writes "Justin is Gay." on the back of it. I draw two arrows pointing down, and hold it over his head. He gets mad. (ggrr) Somehow Maggie and I have a reason to torture John, so we start to tickle him to death. (My memory is going, nnoo...) Now, John goes to the porch to get his shoes, and I attempt to lock him out (However, Darcie comes to his rescue.) and I then steal his place on the reclining chair. He comes back, and ties the mother of all mother knots in my hair. IT'S STILL THERE JOHN. Thank the Lord I didn't have to cut my hair. AAHHEEMM!! It's time to leave. *sniff* Sadness. Twas so much funn. Yet, I get a goody bag with CANDY in it! SUGAR! HURRAY!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA! Yes, this was my experience at Darcie's Birthday Party.
