Worst Pickup Line Ever...

No in five years I will probably have a full time job that doesn't involve thirteen year old boys stalking me. And in five years when you are almost nineteen i will be almost twenty five. Its not happening kid. Never. Now please just leave me alone so I can live my life happily and in peace. Now that that's over, I am suspicious of your motivations...Hmm...Katie I haven't talked to you in months but I think I just made the biggest mistake of my life so lets be friends. I burnt my finger. I am cleaning out my kitty's eye infection. I am going to the circus with a salad. Basically. Not really. Pink cotton candy is better Seth. And no, I will not bring you a birthday cake. Sorry but I am mean. And I need a q'ing job so I can go to Italy. That's code for I am in debt and can't go on my mission until I am out of it. Maybe I should've accepted Rob's proposal and taken his credit card...Why do I think of these things after the fact. Oh well. I can always try my support the poor method. Thirteen and fifteen. Actually its sixteen. Thats weird. Very very very weird. Happy, but weird. I dunno if I am ready for this. Well some things I am ready for but can I really face evil in the form of a human being. That was mean, fetch. Practice makes perfect I suppose. Why are you being nice to me? My entire life you are a meanie head and you choose now to be kind. She really did change you. That's good and yet another reason for me to be nice to her. I think I like her more then you. Winter camp with my sister could be a super funny experience. I suppose if there are some other people I will for sure be all over that one...In the woods...Not really. Well maybe. Wait, Chester might be there. Bad news...Never mind...The End.

Pink or Blue...

BYU contains scout masters from Springville that mock me and pretzels that are way to salty. That's a weird way to start. But its true. And P.S troop 639 thanks for making me the center of attention....The grass was cushy. I was proud of us. It was hot. It is to hot for survival in the valley. I miss the mountains. Except there is snow there....again....Six weeks without...I am going to the circus. I hope that I can be protected from the bears. That's why I am bringing mace. And a shotgun. You learn how to kill bears at camp school. I won that battle. And I will win the next one too. There is a stupid head coming. I hate stupid heads. But in reality I think I like having something to hate. Maybe...That probably only makes sense to me. Oh well. Most things do. This weekend will be the weekend of doom. That is all I am going to say about that. I am going to the circus...YAH!!!