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Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
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Friday, March 20, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Post no. 6
"Who makes these quotes anyway?"
- Anoynomous*
If i keep this up, there'll be no more links left to see soon...
*not really. I came up with it.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I never thought...
...That I could hate my neck so much.
Last...Saturday(?) , I was sitting on my sofa reading the newspaper*(yes, the newspaper) when I leaned back. As my head touched the top of the head rest(???) I heard a "CRACK!crickcrickcrickKA-CRACK!" come from my neck and immediately shot(yes, shot) up from my seat.
After a while, I realized that the world was on its side. Instinctively, I checked if i had gotten spider powers and was standing on my wall...No. I rushed to the mirror and realized my head was parallel to the floor! I tried straightening myself which had caused me extreme suffering and pain beyond the imagination of mere mortals.
I couldn't even turn my head. I felt like Batman in the old Batman movies where he had to twist his entire body to turn around. So, my mother(yeah, mother. Not mummy. I'm mature now. Ha.) wanted to bring me to a...I have no idea what they're called. But they were only open at 3. So, I had no problem with that. I just laid around the house for a couple hundred hours.
Eventually, it was 2:30. Mother said that I had to leave early so that I didn't have to wait in a long queue. When I got there, there were people in sleeping bags and people in tents waiting in line. Nice. I ended up waiting for 2 hours. 2 whole @#!^#?<}{#$%&(yeah. I said that. It's pronounced: at hex exclamation mark up hex question mark less than squiggly bracket squiggly bracket hex dollar sign percent and.) hours.
So, I finally manage to get seen by the person who works at the place where i have no idea what its called. This person had biceps twice the size of my head which probably weighed 3 times of me. He told me look down and right, got behind me and...
Took my head and pulled. Hard. Thrice. Ow.
So, now my neck is a little better.(ANTICLIMACTIC!)
*comic section...
Last...Saturday(?) , I was sitting on my sofa reading the newspaper*(yes, the newspaper) when I leaned back. As my head touched the top of the head rest(???) I heard a "CRACK!crickcrickcrickKA-CRACK!" come from my neck and immediately shot(yes, shot) up from my seat.
After a while, I realized that the world was on its side. Instinctively, I checked if i had gotten spider powers and was standing on my wall...No. I rushed to the mirror and realized my head was parallel to the floor! I tried straightening myself which had caused me extreme suffering and pain beyond the imagination of mere mortals.
I couldn't even turn my head. I felt like Batman in the old Batman movies where he had to twist his entire body to turn around. So, my mother(yeah, mother. Not mummy. I'm mature now. Ha.) wanted to bring me to a...I have no idea what they're called. But they were only open at 3. So, I had no problem with that. I just laid around the house for a couple hundred hours.
Eventually, it was 2:30. Mother said that I had to leave early so that I didn't have to wait in a long queue. When I got there, there were people in sleeping bags and people in tents waiting in line. Nice. I ended up waiting for 2 hours. 2 whole @#!^#?<}{#$%&(yeah. I said that. It's pronounced: at hex exclamation mark up hex question mark less than squiggly bracket squiggly bracket hex dollar sign percent and.) hours.
So, I finally manage to get seen by the person who works at the place where i have no idea what its called. This person had biceps twice the size of my head which probably weighed 3 times of me. He told me look down and right, got behind me and...
Took my head and pulled. Hard. Thrice. Ow.
So, now my neck is a little better.(ANTICLIMACTIC!)
*comic section...
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Rain, rain go away...
...Wait, don't! Don't go away! I don't wanna die of drought! PLEASE! STAY!
secret wordz! ooOOoh!So, magikal-th!
Heh. Anyway, today it rained. Yeah. My school was flooded. Well, not flooded like "Oh-my-god-why-didn't-I-bring-my-scuba-gear-for-show-and -tell-today" flooded, but from an "oh-crap-my-shoes-are-swimming-pools-for-ants" kind of flooded to an "oh-wow-the-wrinkles-in-my-toes-look-like-mona-lisa" flood.
It's true! For some reason, the school board decided that it would be a great idea to make the school canteen the lowest part of the school. So, because of...well, umm...Gravity,all the water poured down and basically flooded the entire canteen up to my shoes. It sucks. Because everyone knows, it really sucks to try and eat with that squishing, sloshing(not sure if it's a real word or if it's used in this way) splattering sound coming from shoes, drains and socks. Or, maybe you didn't know that...huh. Well, now you do.
I also got suspended on the first day of school. Yeah. It appears that having hair in school is officially against the school rules. They suspended me(which I'm not sure is actually a bad thing...) until I went to get my hair cut. Yup. Now, when it rained, my scalp was cold! I could've gotten brain freeze!
Well, that's all I got...
P.S. No female potato chips were sexually abused in the making of this rainbow mustache.
secret wordz! ooOOoh!So, magikal-th!
Heh. Anyway, today it rained. Yeah. My school was flooded. Well, not flooded like "Oh-my-god-why-didn't-I-bring-my-scuba-gear-for-show-and -tell-today" flooded, but from an "oh-crap-my-shoes-are-swimming-pools-for-ants" kind of flooded to an "oh-wow-the-wrinkles-in-my-toes-look-like-mona-lisa" flood.
It's true! For some reason, the school board decided that it would be a great idea to make the school canteen the lowest part of the school. So, because of...well, umm...Gravity,all the water poured down and basically flooded the entire canteen up to my shoes. It sucks. Because everyone knows, it really sucks to try and eat with that squishing, sloshing(not sure if it's a real word or if it's used in this way) splattering sound coming from shoes, drains and socks. Or, maybe you didn't know that...huh. Well, now you do.
I also got suspended on the first day of school. Yeah. It appears that having hair in school is officially against the school rules. They suspended me(which I'm not sure is actually a bad thing...) until I went to get my hair cut. Yup. Now, when it rained, my scalp was cold! I could've gotten brain freeze!
Well, that's all I got...
P.S. No female potato chips were sexually abused in the making of this rainbow mustache.
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