Sawy!

I like totally apologize for not blogging in over...1...2...3, ever. I have been mondo busy or just didn't feel like getting on the computer. So yeah, there was something that happened this monday that was...totally OMG. Well, okay, my bus stop is like on the intersection of a backroad and a highway and just a few blocks down the highway was a bakery like place. Like they sell Hostess cakes and whatnot. So, a window was broken from the hurrican Ike. And bookoo people were jacking candy and stuff from the store (nobody was there). Then the police just swerve up on us at the busstop. I mean they were about 3 inches from hitting somebody. All the innocent people stayed in a little group closest to the cop car. When the cop came up to us he was like "Alright, who was stealing from the bakery?" we played dumb and were like "I dunno" but we kept looking over at the guilty people who were there looking guilty. There were two of them one of them stayed with the innocent people and was all cool, but the other was a total butthole. He pointed to a random schoolbag and said open it. The guilty girl lied about not having candy in there, and when she opened it it was full of stolen candy, then the police were all fussing and stuff talking about, "That's a felony!" and stuff like that. She started crying yadda yadda. Then she was like "I'm Sorry." and the one we thought was cool was like "Hell No! You could go to jail!" All the innocent people (which of course included me) busted out laughing, then the bus pulled up and we basically ran on there. We talked about it for the whole week, laughing our butts off. Haha, it is quite funny, but you would had to have been there. Oh Yeah. Anyway, I have a life and I am out this!


Peace, Love and Haigrease,
nugget

P.S.

I got my interim today (Friday) and I got all P's (passing) and good comments. (Of course) Yay, yay!

B and Me

Im chillaxing with my favorite cuzzin, Thomas AKA Blake BKA B. He's a retard but we lubb him. [more or less] So yerr. Mini shout out to B!:

Whoop! Go B!

=]

Newness

I have this new blog, but it is specifically for school. I post my homework and school activities on there, for my english class. We dont ever hardly write anymore it's all about computers and stuff. [new age, star trek type technology. j/k] Anyhoo, i doubt any of you would want to look at school stuff, especially if your reading this over summer vacay, even though summer is almost over and shcool has officially begun. [womp, womp wooomp!] I know i dislike school too. Moving on, the name of thar blog is BrainPower and the URL is: http://arianaschool.blogspot.com click on that linky there and it will send you straight to my school blog. So yerr, check it out!

Peace, Love and Hairgrease,

nugget

I'm Back!

By some otherworldy miracle, i am not incacerated in the Home for the Criminally Insane, although i was darn near close to doing so. I have eighty+ mosquito bites on my body and sore legs from being scrunched up, trying to lay down in the back of our Suburban for eleven hours. Bu the funny part about that eleven hour part, is that the trip normally takes about 4 hours. Oh! And if that wasn't fun enough, we got a blowout on the way, not a small little hole in the tire, NO! the entire tire was shredded by garsh know's what, and we were attacked by a horde of love bugs. On the way we came in contact with guess how many malls? None! Aren't you a smart sucker! While we were there in Boyle MS, my dangflabbin rabbit chewed through my favorite and only pair of earbuds. So i couldn't drown out their accents with Evanescence[Yeah, i listen to Evanescence i like rock/metal]. We went to Wal-Mart and i wanted to get a book to bide my time, come to find there were only multiple romance novels. C'mon people! i mean have you heard of a murder mystery before? I don't think they did. *Sigh*. I will spare you the excruciating details, but i will say this: When there is hurricane...stay. Unless your going somewhere cool like New York or Florida, other than that, dont go to MS. You will regret it.

I will post some pickchures of the nothingness, as soon as i feel like it.

Peace Out,
N u g g e t