Okay, I'm almost positive I look like a crack addict now. My eyes are all dry and watery, and probably blood shot. Maybe my German teacher is getting me sick. Eh, oh well.

Today has been, not the best, no it was beyond not even the best. It was terrible. I got to stalk my "brother" though. My girl brother Maddi. She's my hero. Let's see.... What else did I do? I bit my friend Connor and gave him a blood blister, oops...

I feel alittle too normal today. I'm wearing those super short shorts, but I have footless tights on. But they aren't leggings, I know, what the hell?

Ain't is in the dictonary on Blogger?! *twitch twitch*

GOD DAMN AUTO!

I'm kinda really pissed, so I thought, 'hm, maybe I'll see if anyone updated on blogger.' Nothing. Then I thought, 'hey, maybe Mat updated his blog on fuse.' Wrong again. Then in my sixth hour, I was like, man, I'll just copy my German homework from my friend, and I went to write my story, well, guess what? My story is GONE. I probably put it in with my math packet thing. I hope my math teacher likes that.

And, now for the best part, my friend Dustin always wants to freakin' hug me. I HATE hugs. My Scandinavian Bubble is crying. Hugs rank high on my annoyance list, that and people who chew with their mouth open, and shorts that girls butt hang out of. Not that I can complain, much.

I still can't believe I lost my story. Must. Look. Threw. EVERYTHING.

But, in the words of Jack White, I must be fine, 'cos my hearts still beating.

Tried my luck at Solitare today, and let me tell you, I should never gamble. I would be outn of house and home in like 2.05 seconds.

Read more of Mat Devine's blog, I almost laughed my ass off, quietly of course. I am in the middle of 6th hour, and i'm not supposed to be doing this in school, my teacher might go all, BLOGGING IS A SIN!!!

Or something. I only have six more minutes, so more latter, if I don't get attacked by bees, or malled by dogs.

THE BEETHS!!!


-Shelby

Nothing still? Fine, be that way.

I'm sitting in Boi right now, boring as hell, listening to my iPod, just finished eating a delicious mango flavored candy stick, that my buddy bought me.

They're some girl in my class who isn't eating because he parental unit took her phone and is selling her horse. If that's what you think is gonna help, you go for it, but I don't want any part of your stupidity. Apperently she tried to run away from home, AGAIN, and she punched her mom in the face and all that shit, her dad strangled her.

That's cool, if I punched my mom in the face, she'd kill me. "What would you do?" "I'd kill him."

The girl next to me is reading my blog, I don't even know who she is, maybe I should ask if she wonts to read the whole thing?

Anyhoodles, hi girl next to me! I think her name is Amamda, but I don't know.

Til next time, Hope it gives you hell,

Shelby.

Happy Day of Silence!

I have come to the conclusion that I love my German teacher. She's so funny. She was playing with my hat. My child's hat. My medium sized Toddler hat (yes, I am actually talking about a hat), is it just me, or do kids have really big heads? Because, I'm 15 and my head fits in this thing! Jeebs, man. Jeebs. Anyway, she was playing with the little things at the end on my hat, and then she put her hands up to her mouth and said something. She reminds me so much of my grandma, only much more alive.


In other news, I am SO hungry. And, probably in love with someone, but I know nothing about them. Not even their name. It's kinda pathetic, I'm pretty much stalking him. Is that illegal? "So Shelby, where'd you spend your weekend?" "Oh, I was in county for stalking someone." I'm sure that will go over well on my next job application.

In other other news, one of my friends and I had a very deep discussion on why I hate my ex-best friend. It was great, then we get into talking about Twilight, and how stupid it is. Mind you, we weren't really talking, we were righting what ended up being a three page note. It was pretty epic. then it got ripped in half by a jealous Dirker. I don't know if he was really jealous, it just makes it seem cooler, he was probably just trying to be a jerk.

So, after school, I'm going with some friends, and some not friends to the Yum Yum Tree, where lots of yummy treats are (is that why they call it the Yum Yum Tree?). But, what I don't get is how can a freaking tree be yummy?! DOES NOT COMPUTE! *dies*

No, I am not crazy..... Okay, maybe alittle bit....

Everyone is being so lazy.... WHY ARE YOU SO LAZY?!

I'm trying to get all my talking out today, because, I can't say anything tomorrow. This computers gonna die, so more later.

wow... I just read about bi-polar cats..... I hate cats. They're all like look at me I'm cute and fluffy. But when you try to pet them they're all like NOOOOO! *hiss, hiss* and your still sitting there like 0-o what the fuck did I do wrong...?!

Cats: 1278792023
Shelby: 0

Puppies are cuter!

Anyhoodles, lunch was the BEST! my friend gave me licorice, and I totally pwned this kid. Our conversation was like this:

"Are you two going out?"

"Why is it any of your business?"

"Why are you such an emo faggit?"

"Why are you so fat? Go lose some wait you fat ass!"

"I'm proud of it." *walks away*

"Go shove your fishing pole up your ass."

Okay, I'll come clean, I added the 'go shove your fishing pole up your ass' part in just now.

Until next time.

Why hello thar.

I have been uber-lack-man! Woo.... Okay, so, here's how it goes;

I moved out of Carla's house, because he's a douche and a half. Cleaned a bunch of crap, my cousin talked about her herpies, moved shit, went to a consert, got beer spilled on me. Cried my eyes out, slept in, killed my thumb with a bouncy ball. Yes, a BOUNCY BALL, not very bounce. Blew off some homework, and now I'm back here in sixth hour. POOF! You are up to date! :)

Hello blogarians. Is that a word? I donno, if it isn't it should be. Anyway, a lot has happened in the last week.... Or so.

I went to a HIM concert, and here's how it went,
The base is so loud it's hard to swallow, it radiates in my chest like a caged animal. Beer falls from the balcony, split. All over. "This is fucking ridiculous." And all for what? The lights dim, and the crowd cheers, and I know, this is what it's all about. Pushing. More beer running down my hair, into my eyes and all over my arms. The sticky feeling after. Drunks dumping beer on everyone, gross smells. Lazy security guards. Ville Valo speaks, everything melts into the back ground, his silky voice. Free swag, signed posters, where to put them? Heartkiller hoodie. Pay back, the ride home, a quick shower. No beer stench, and then nothing.