Heyy guys, long time no see.
Like, too long. I started this blog like, a year and a half ago and I've posted around....like 10 times. And the last time I posted was 6 months ago. Okay, I swear it's not my fault. I FORGOT. Okay?
I just realized that I say "okay" a lot. I was about to start out this paragraph with "okay" before I looked up and saw that I'd written it like 5 times already (well, like twice). And I say "like" a lot. I really need to stop. I have a lot of words that I write too often and it annoys me. I say "seriously" a lot, too. Maybe I should try that thing where you put a rubber band on your wrist and snap it everytime you do something you're not supposed to. Apparently it's very effective.
So yeah, I lie a lot. I said that I promised to post almost everyday on this blog. Well guess what? I LIED. You know what's weird? Half the stands in orchestra last year said, "The cake is a lie." Really? Well I guess cake doesn't exist then. Lots of stands also say "mudkips" on them. Seriously (see what I mean? I swear I didn't mean to write it. Rubber band snap! Jkay, I'm not doing that. It will only lead to cutting and other self harming.), who sits at those stands?
My dad got a bag of birdseed for my parakeets and he said that when he opened it a bunch of little moths flew out. And lately there's been a lot of little moths flying around my room and in the hallway and bathroom. How am I supposed to shower? I seriously keep this flying insect spray with me wherever I go. That's just sad. And my dad claims that they aren't the same moths. Well, I Googled it and they ARE the same moths. They're Indian Meal moths which tend to get transferred to houses through....BIRDSEED. And dog food. But I don't have a dog.
Speaking if dogs, I've always wanted a Yorkie named Hollywood. If I had one, I'd put pretty bows in her hair.
I'm obsessed with s'mores. I love s'mores, s'mores Poptarts, s'mores scented candles, etc. Actually, those are the only three s'more things I've had, so I guess there shouldn't be an etc. But s'mores! MMMMMMMMMMM!
And scented candles. You light them with a lighter. Is it weird that I like, just learned how to use a lighter? I honestly never knew how to use one before. They're hard to use, okay? But I think I have the hang of it now. But I'm still scared to burn my thumb off.
I have this weird phobia of people having their hands too near door hinges. I got my thumb squished in a door hinge last December and I almost blacked out from shock. And I never black out. But now I get really scared when people have their hands in or near door hinges. It really scares me and I can't even look.
Okay, so if I keep writing stuff I won't have anything more for later. Assuming I write more later. Someone needs to remind me, kay? Kbye!
xoxo,
Trisha
