Sunday, December 21, 2008

My Entire Life is Creepy

One thing I will NEVER understand is why the heck men spend all day watching Football when they could be doing much more interesting things. I might have no room to talk. I spend my day on the computer, writing bloody stories or drawing morbid pictures. Still I don't think I scream at my computer. My Dad screams very strange words at the TV almost every Sunday. Sometimes it scares me. When I woke up this morning and went downstairs, he was attempting to fix the light (or something, I don't know) and he was muttering to himself the whole time.


Shannon is the weirdest sister ever. She says things like "Your mom" and "Your face". She has also had very interesting adventures. Nothing interesting ever happens to me because I never do anything, and I'm happy with that =O.

So I have with the weirdest family ever. My Dad loves football more than me. That's just sad.

Its 1:39 in the morning and I'm still not going to bed. Normally I would've been in bed around midnight but praise the lord we have no co-op for five weeks straight. Thank God! Co-op is both annoying and boring. Crazy stuff always happens there.

Cindy is a Spaz. She has the weirdest little face and she has a crapface. She runs around like an idiot all day and always has to lick the blankets. I recently found out she does that because she was taken away from her Mommy too early, and the blankets remind her of her Mommy. I don't get why.

Mowgli is a big black blob. He's pretty normal, but while he's purring and begging for love he randomly bites you for no reason. I think they're both a bit messed up.

Stitch is the cutest little thing! Best of all he's pretty much MY kitty. I'm the only one here who still loves him. He's always been my cat and hopefully will be for a while longer. I WUVZ HIM!

Umm...Shannon, once again you and I are never going to be friends =P

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Dentist Aventure

I hate going to the dentist. Last time they told us I needed to go to the orthodontist. We didn’t go because I recently lost six teeth, and I’m about to loose another. I don’t know how many more I have left to loose. Anyway, today I got to go to the dentist. This time it was very interesting…


The lady cleaning my teeth talked so quiet I could barely hear her, and she asked me who cleaned my teeth last time. WTF? How am I supposed to know that? It’s been half a year! Next when she was picking stuff off of my teeth she jabbed me in the gums five times. I don’t think she noticed.


After, she used this spinning thing and used this horrible-tasting stuff to clean my teeth. Eww. It was the worst thing I’d ever tasted.


Okay, so here’s where it gets interesting. The dentist dude was an Indian, and I could barely understand a word he said. After he looked at my teeth, he started talking to the one lady who cleaned my teeth. I’m naming her Darla and the dentist is Frank.


“Wasn’t she supposed to go to the orthodontist?” Frank asked.
“I don’t know,” Darla replied, turning to grab something off the counter.
“We’ll have to talk to this patient’s Mom.”
“I’ll do it.”
Frank turned back to me and said, “Everything looks good, no cavities. You have been a very good girl.”

So she takes me back to my Mom, and doesn’t say anything about it to her. That had to be my weirdest dentist run yet =)