Pyramid

Building a pyramid out of Skittles.

Skittles!

Eating Skittles. Yum, yum.

I tried...

I tried, I really did. I couldn't figure out how to post it on there. Sorry. I'll get it to you somehow! I promise!

Urgh...

I have been made to work at the snack bar at the hockey rink my dad works at. Even though I already have all my work service done for the school year (And it hasn't even started yet. Booyah!). It is boring, but my dad pays me in slurpies. What do you call it? Icees? Slushies? Well, I call them slurpies.

Don't ask me why, but they give me gas. Why do I like them so much, then?

I brought a sketchbook with me to the rink today. I drew really random stuff. Would you like to see them? They're comics about me and my friends. I've photoshopped them so you can read them.

VP

I love the term VP. It could stand for Vice President. Or Very Pregnant. Vaguely Pressurized. Or my favorite singer, Venetian Princess. Haha, try making a sensible sentence out of that!

The Vice President is Very Pregnant and is Vaguely Pressurized by Venetian Princess.

I recently had an odd dream. I dreamed that a friend from one of the classes I have just completed, Ariella (Of course that's not her real name, nitwit!), had set up a booth in my school. The booth was labeled "Advice; Fifty Cents."

I stopped and looked at the booth, but didn't get in line. Ariella was sitting inside the booth, calling for the next customer, when a buddy of mine from school, Sprite, went up. He sat on the stool and gave Ariella fifty cents.

Ariella listened to his question, then just sat there. Sprite asked, "So, are you going to answer my question or not?"

Ariella replied, "Oh, you wanted me to answer? I'm going to need another fifty cents." Sprite was weirded out, but he gave her the money. Now Ariella said, "I forgot the question, that'll be fifty cents if you want to say it again."

He gave her fifty cents. She said, "I've lost concentration. Seventy-five cents."

He looked at her and said, "You're just cheating me out of my money!"

She nodded and said, "I'll stop right now for ten dollars." He gave it to her, muttering under his breath. She held it up to the light and said, "It ain't legit. Shame on you for trying to counterfeit! Twenty dollars."

That's when Sprite just got up and walked away.

The funny thing is, Ariella isn't the type to do that to people. Weird. Sayonara!

New Wordle!

So I just made a new Wordle. I never realized I said "Like" and "Spoilsport" so much. I need to talk about Penguin more.

Did I tell you the full story of how Penguin and I got into a brush with the law? I was over at her house when she said, "Want to go get some ice cream?"

I said to her, "Sure..." so Penguin goes off to talk to her mom, and I just wait a moment. Before I know it, Penguin says, "Alrighty, go get your bike!"

I'm gaping at her, not because I didn't have my bike with me (I did), but because her mom wasn't coming with us. I asked her if she knew the way, and she says, "Of course I do! I went over it with my mom, like, a million times!"

So we set off on our bikes, meaning to take the long way instead of the short way, because the short way was undergoing construction, but we somehow took a long turn and ended up on the freeway! We got off of it without much harm, but we accidentally did it AGAIN on the way back. This time, someone called the police, so we ended up getting a police escort all the way home!

I thought it was pretty cool, but neither Penguin or my dad (Who was driving past at the time) did. Penguin was crying. Dad was shaking his head and saying, "Only you, (insert my real name here), Only you."

Sayonara!

Happy B-Day!

Right... If you're wondering why I had that Potter Puppet Pals video on my previous post, it's Harry Potter's Birthday. Sorry if I didn't clarify that.

HAPPY B-DAY, HARRY!