WEEE WOOOO WEEEE WOOOO!

This weekend, I went to Jersey with Ranger Slizzle. I ate much, and peed very little. I have good time.

I am very angered at this current moment because I missed one of my favorite Spongebob's this weekend. It's called "Hall Monitor" but I just call it "The Wee Woo one". I am going to find it on youtube.com and watch it now.

This week I need a good topic to openly open on. Yes.




"Margret, Did you go into the basement?"

Chiz and Santi's Bogus Journey to New Jersey.

November, 15. Saturday, 12:32 P.M.
At the kitchen table.

So today I am engaging in an adventure to the Jersey shore with Chiz (Brooke).
I am pretty stoked about it.
All the poor people, dirty kittens, "escorts".
Ahhh, it's the good life.

But I have been in a strange mood lately. People are being unrealistic, and strange. More less one person to be specific, but you get my drift. I have been debating with myself on what I'm to do and how I can make things better. I am not going to say who or what is, not the problem, but the enigma or hindrance maybe? I have had a lot of help from a good friend, and I'm very thankful for that. But I am still a bit confused and concerned. I am a person who worries but doesn't show it. I get sick, from worrying too much. I go to bed at night feeling sick to my stomach because I'm afraid of what this person will do to their self. I am trying to make the most sense out of all of this, I am trying my best. [if you haven't gotten what I'm conflicted with, look at the photo :p]

But I have to go Brooke's now.
New Jersey or bust!!!

Look mum! I made a blog.

I never really likes writing, but I thought I'd give it a try. I think this will have a mildly positive turn-out, and improve my literature skills. Which I most likely won't need. I do like to rant, and if I'm in the mood, I will go on and on. Give me a good, debatable subject/topic and I will write it the fuck off.


I picked this photo because I like to spam asses and people alike to piss them off. It's pointless, and shibby.



Tomorrow I'm hittin' up the Jeresy Shore with The Chiz and Meow Meow Kitty. Bring on the hobos and quarter whores!


"Do you know where you're going?"