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Wednesday, 14 August 2013

SOMEONE HAS A VOODOO DOLL OF ME!!!!!!!!

Heeeeelllllllooooooo internet it has been a reallllllllllyyyyyyyy long time I know its been what, two months, hehehehehe sorry about that promise I will update more. hopefully if I dont die within the next week. Anyways whoever is stabbing me once again with a voodoo doll, please stop, Because it hurts and I have prelims in a couple of weeks and want to be there to become a year 12 graduate and not spend my life in a hospital. Thank you it will be much appreciated. So I am guessing that you all out there in the internet world who have been secretly keeping tabs on me coughstalkingcough probably are wondering "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!??!?!!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!" and I will answer that question hopefully in the next couple of paragraph or pages, depending on much I could write today, heheeheheheh do you guys want me to write pages for you guys because that might make up for not writing in so long hehehehehehehehhe DAMN lost track again. ok that it, whoever wants a job, just come to me, im offering a job for someone to just slap me whenever I lost track and start rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling DAMN IT DID IT AGAIN *SLAP* oooowwwwwww so much pain in cheek. So yeah though is your interested in that job comment below because I already know that most of you probably want to punch me heheheheheheheh. Do you know I knew this was occurring ? never mind I will tell you whether you like it or not so just keep on scrollin buddy if you dont wont to read a story.

STORY TIME.
OKIE DOKIE so I volunteered to go to home work club which was pretty cool because I wanted to seem more MATURE. well as mature as you can be as a 17 year old girl who loves Pokemon and I dont think I told you I TURNED 17 IN JULY IM NOT 16 ANYMORE. but yeah I wanted to seem more mature so I entered and than got really shocked because I didn't know when I had to go when I signed up like a week ago and I was like I DONT KNOW WHEN IM ON *wallow in self pity* and I had know idea what to do.......well until now....now I know what to do ok why did my writing just go weird I dont know im strand, let me wallow in my awkwardness.  ANYWAYS I helped these girls in year 10 because I go to an all girls school and fraternizing with boys is apparently forbidden and I think I just used a quote from wild child but what can I do .....its true..... my school is medieval. So I was helping these year 10 with there Geography assessment which I completely suck at and felt to awkward to say "me no smart at geography" insert baby voice. Though I stuck through it and probably wasted those poor kids time as I had no idea what I was talking about  and just free styled and  found some books with the word geography on them for an hour and a half hoping that would help them. probably didn't. I think I just made myself traumatized   from the situation and now it will haunt my dreams for ever and ever until I probably die a slow and agonizing death.
END OF STORY TIME

Anyways back to the part where someone has once again obtained a voodoo doll of me and is continually trying to delay my death and make it as painful as possible. The fist event that happened which made me think this, is when I decided to go to a primary school fate with some friends and my friends boyfriend, all was going fine until we reached the ride of doom. I dont know why I wanted to go on this ride considering there were so many people screaming bloody murder but I still did. I now know why they were screaming bloody murder and it wasn't because the ride was scary. The reason why people were screaming was because it was a death trap in disguise. Let me explain you go in this ride with in pairs so I was paired with one of my friends while we left are other friend and her boyfriend in the other cart to give them some privacy. Though once this ride goes into action you move from the spot you were sitting and instantly slide to the person next you. There was a matel bar between my legs and I was cling to the ride trying to slide back up to not crush my friend into a million of pieces on to crush her again. Now im not a big kid im pretty skinny but when you crush into your friend all of a sudden and you are trying to find the strength to move, it ain't going to work. SO both me and my friend were stuck in this torture chamber together for about 5 minutes each of us fighting about whose fault it was mine or the torture trap........... I still blame the torture trap...... It gave me bruises.

The second thing that harmed me was on the same day and do you no that ride that goes in an awkward  circle and when you get to the top its like "oooooo what a nice- AAAAAHHHHHHH" comes down and your just screaming at the guy "GO FASTER WWWWWHHHHHOOOOOOHHHHOOOOO" yeah that is what caused my injury along with me giving injuries to the people around me. Everything was fine for the first few cycles until I managed to hit my friends boyfriend in the head while we were going down, hit my head on the bar that was meant to keep me safe and finally hit my friend in the arm........sorry guys...,.. didnt mean to...... promise..... but there was one thing I really liked about the ride wanna know? yeah you wanna know? looks like she wants know. FINE I WILL LET YOU KNOW  drum roll please dun dun dudn dudnd udn dudn dudnd udn I MADE UP A SONG WANT TO HEAR IT AYAYAYYAYAYAY DONT???? TOO BAD scroll down if you dont

SONG TIME
I BELIEVE I CAN FLY,
BUT I GOT SHOT BY THE FBI,
ALL I WANTED WASA CHICKEN WING,
BUT THEY DONT SELL THEM AT BURGER KING,
SO I WENT TO KFC,
TO GET SOME FRIED WINGS,
BUT THEN I GOT STUNG BY SOME BEES,
I WAS JUST HUNGARY,
CANT A GIRL JUST SIT AND EAT.
END OF SONG TIME

 ANYWAYS the third time I hurt myself was also on THE SAME DAY I think God had something against me that day and I had no idea what I did but I did something and decided to punish me. ANYways we were walking to the park because the fate finished and we wanted to be little kid and play on the swingset and the monkey bars and all that fun stuff that we are APPARENTLY too old for.......liars........ WHEN I GOT AN IDEA. on the way to the park my two friends walked ahead of us while me and my friends boyfriend stayed behind them and just talked about random stuff until I got the idea that it would be fun to race to them.......this was not a good idea..... start wagging your finger and slap me over the head. Yeah I ended up falling scratching my leg and ripping my favorite pair of jeans........ I was more sad about ripping my jeans more than anything else.... they were a nice pair of jeans. anyways after that me and my friends had to awkwardly aska stranger of Band-Aids because I busted my leg..... why is it only me that these terrible things happen to me. I should wear a sign from now saying "WARNING: EXTREMELY DANGEROUS WILL HURT YOU THOUGH IS IS VERY SORRY"

Anyways the forth time I hurt myself was when I was running late to school and I was in a rush and I decided to run down the stairs effectively getting my foot caught in one of the railing thingy magids and fell down the stairs, killing my foot. Do you want to know the funny thing about this story?? I HAD ALL MY INJURIES ON THE SAME LEG. It was like god wanted to amputate my leg but didn't know how so he put me through torture. I had to stay home that day and my foot also got frostbite now from being forced to sit in the same position for 6 hours with a frozen packet of peas on my foot.

AND THATS THE END OF MY TALE I ILL MAKE SURE TO WRITE SOME MORE JUST NOT WRITE KNOE BECAUSE I JUST WROTE THIS MONSTER AND I DONT THINK YOU WANT TO READ EVEN MORE OF THIS BUT EXCITING NEWS THE NEW POKEMON GAME IS COMING OUT SOON SO HAPPY ABOUT THAT I WILL MAKE A NEW BLOG ENTRY CELEBRATING THIS MAYBE WERID POKEDEX ENTRIES FOR ALL THE POKEMON FANS LIKE ME OUT THERE ALL MAYBE ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO JUST LIKE TO READ ME BLABBING ABOUT MY LIFE HHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEH ANYWAYS I LOVE YOU GUYS AND COMMENT SHARE THIS ON GOOGLE, FACEBOOK, TWITTER AND EVERY OTHER SOCIAL NETWORK YOU CAN THINK OFF
ANYWAYS BYE BYE
DATABOYO
OFF TO WATCH SOME NARUTO

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