Friday, January 23, 2009

Things to do Before I DIE


Die gets special capitals for being somewhat important.

1. Make a stop-animation film... as decided three seconds ago

2. Go to the middle east- eat excessively

3. learn an instrument well enough to play any old time

4. write a book

5. Find a friggity prom dresssssss


that's all I can think of now because my mind is OUT THE WINDOW... there's sun out there.

I really like the elephant pictures, kudos to fecal face for whatever it does that is awesome

idk inner turmoil

Eric Joyner

Saturday, January 17, 2009

By Parid I mean Paris, of course

Bleh


Bllllleeewww! my feet keep falling asleep. Funny thing is: my dishwaser broke down so my mom is washing every dish/plate/cup/fork knife and spoon in the house because it "isn't safe" (to quote)
Please listen to "the trees were mistaken" by andrew bird. He is my favourite, yes he is.
Gonna go wash the grime off by tired body. Have fun
By the way: If you ever go to Parid, do not eat these. They taste as bad as they look

this is julia nunes.



the second song there, buttercup is dedicated to Grade Five. Zoola will know why.



Friday, January 16, 2009

Spinning Spinning!!!

Zoola here,

I'm supposed to be writing something interesting right now for my writing course, but my head is spinning and I can't think of anything creative. This day has been like WOOOOA, it's Friday and I had six cups of coffee. When you don't really go to bed until four in the morning that is a perfect way to start off your day. But unfortunately the caffeine makes my thoughts spin even more. They are bouncing around in my head like those little elastic balls that you can get at the dollar store. Those balls are so amusing but don't throw them if you're in someones living room because you might break a lamp. Trust me I know.
I really don't like the niggardly. It just sounds wrong but it makes me laugh at the same time. It means to be stingy or ungenerous. There are so many weird words out there. Right now my favorite word is languish. To languish is to wallow in your own misery/lie there unmoving, completely numb. I will put it in a phrase for you so you understand clearly: "I don't want to do work, I just want to go home and languish in my bed."
Hehehehe
Random Random Spinning, like I said.


just wondering how you move your essay into something of the teachers folder?

hey mortimer, willing to help me? of course you are! AT LUNCH~~!@@@