Thursday, February 15, 2007

i am using the font callled "Georgia"

hello world. the "hello world" piece i did a long time ago is kind of cheesy. here's what went wrong: when i was writing it, in between places, i would make this ^ only, it was that like a (. and in there i would add awesome details and the planet coughing violently. but that is how you show html, so it didn't show up. bummer. i never say bummer except for just now. my language arts teacher thinks i am a good writer. she was all telling me this in front of people and totally embarrassing me. my whole language arts class probably thinks i am some kind of teachers pet. crap... oh well. its not as if their opinion of me matters...except for like, a few nice people, and stuff. HelloGoodbye is SO gay. how the hell did they get to number 5 on No. 1 Countdown Viewer's Choice? "without love pain, cant get enough, pain, i rather feel pain than nothing at all"-3 Dahys Grace or something like that. good song. they came in number 3. then 30 Seconds to mars' video for "from Yesterday" was number 2. guess what song was numero uno? yeah. mcr's totally shallow song from their new totally shallow cd. come on!!! just because their first to cds rocked a a lot, doesnt mean you have to go by with everything they say. i am over thinking on this subject. 30 sec. 2 mars is ok, but they are kind of i dont know, they have a lot of "explicit content." overly so. sometimes stuff i say makes no sense at all. i need to figure out exactl how many cds i want and the number of bands i lisen to... i have no homework at all this past week. awesome. some people are really annoying. they start humming and drumming with their fingers...sometimes im like "im going to KILL you!!! STOP!!!!!" but i, ofcourse dont say anything. i just get really irritated... and have day dreams of strangling that person to death. no, that was an exageration. sorry. although, i do feel like bitch slapping them and then throwing rocks at them. no, just bitch slapping them until they start to cry, and their cheeks are (FACE cheeks!!!) are redder than an artificially flavored cherry popsicle. becuase they are all "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmhmhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhmmmmm"
and it really gets to me, ESPECIALMENTE if i am trying to do my school work. SANTA!!! i hate it when someone is checking someone else/you out and they totally act as if they arent. pisses me off, thats what it does. although some moves are very "smooth" i can still tell. "im not checking anybody out, im putting on my backpack" what, you think i have a brain the size of an orange? fat chance. even if i did, i would still totally be WAY smarter than you, you stupid dee dee dee. i also hate eaves-droppers. (i think the word "eaves-dropper" comes from medival times. here's why: they had this thing called "eaves" and the would "drop" them on the ground, and this was done whenever they "cleaned" [air quotes, air quotes.] their homes. i think, that like, 2 people would talk, and the servant, slave, or person, would go in and drop the eaves, and hear the whole entire conversation. am i good, or what? im a student in public school. i have no extracuricular activities. i figured this out when my social studies studied medival times, and i read a book on some family, and they explained what "eaves" are. [straw, or something like straw. if you were muy rico your eaves were sweet smelling things, like herbs and stuff] i came with this theory on my own. has any1 noticed i have never mentioned my grade or age? plz, if you have ever read this, plz comment and guess my age. gracias. adios.

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