So...if diarrhea is like, excessive bowel movement, then would diarrhea of the mouth be an excessive vowel movement?
When one finds oneself to be disillusioned about the one they thought was the love of their life, one must ask oneself, 'Was I really enamored, or just enameled?'
(Yeah, can't believe I actually thought either of those things.)
If we were all midgets, would people ride dogs instead of horses?
Ugh. My belly iz fat, and my legs r fat...but I gots a nice butt, at least. :'D
Spider crickets are psychotic. If I open my backpack tomorrow and one jumps out at me, my head might explode...
Do you remember those whacked-out carrots that had extra beta carrotine or whatever in them, and if you ate too many, you turned orange? Or maybe my brother was pulling my leg. I wasn't old enough to recognize sarcasm. I do now.
If you could create anything by just thinking about it, what would you make?
Personally, I'd make some kind of machine to summon things to me when they're lost. Like I lose my keys and my wallet all the time. I swear my room eats them sometimes. So I'd make a machine to find them for me.
My little brother talks in his sleep sometimes. I heard him mention something about a Tuesday a few nights ago, when I was walking by his room...That was the only part of his mutterings that made any sense. He was very clear about it.
I just remembered this one time where I was sitting downstairs with my laptop, watching TV, and I was talking with some of my friends, and I swear to goodness that I heard somebody walking around in boots on my back porch. And my heart nearly exploded. I was panicking wicked hard. But when I woke my dad up, and he came downstairs and opened the door, there was only a raccoon out there.
The aforementioned raccoon apparently lives in the woods behind our house. It's a devious little monster. Knocks over the bins we keep our pet food in on the nights we're not paying attention. I think my dog wants to eat the raccoon. I'm kind of worried, actually. She's vicious when it comes to small rodents on our back porch. Beat the crap out of a possum one time.
"Ferris Bueller, you're my hero~" What a good movie...
 xX_Kuroko_Xx · Thu Aug 16, 2007 @ 06:52am · 3 Comments |
