Uhm.

So. Yes. It has been quite long, hasn't it. Oh well. I may have no life, but I do have a lil something called homework! Whoopee!

Okay. So, since Tina was wondering what gift the principle gave me, I shall tell you. It was a Clementine book. So there. Now you know. *Throws confetti*

Okay, so Valentines Day is coming up! Yay! Not really. I don't care much for the holiday. Oh well. But, go you!, for people that do. Indeed.

Hm. I could be the happiest person alive today. Why? Well, because I found the combination of my two favorite things. House, and books.
*Drumroll*
It's a book by Hugh Laurie! If didn't figure that out, well, you are an idiot. And I mean that in the nicest way possible. Oh well.

I think that's it. Imma go back to reading it. I shall see you all freaking soon.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

I know for a fact that nobody reads this. But, since I have no life, I still post. Yeah. So Merry Christmas, to all of you imaginary readers. And guess what?! I'm going to give you a gift. The gift of Gaspard Ulliel.
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Be grateful, my little grasshoppers. Muahaha. What am I doing for Christmas you say?!? Watching a House marathon of course! I wouldn't have it any other way. Okay, now I'm done..

Yera.

Haro, my little grasshoppers. I usually pick random titles, but for this blog I actually have a reason! *gasp* Dreams do come true! Yeah. As most all of you IMAGINARY people who read my blog, know that today is the last day of school. Therefore, I will be asleep until January. Back to the point. OKAY! I am a TA for the main office, so the principal gave me gift. No, the gift will not be mentioned. But, I have been "working" there for three weeks, and you think the people will know my name. If you do not know my name, I will not tell you. The only thing you'll know is that it is not Yera. But, the principal thinks so. So the dude puts on the card, "To Yera, ...."I just thought that it was quite funny, so I decided to tell all of you people-or PERSON- that reads my blog.

I can't move my leg, without spasms of pain running up it. Great way to start the break, no?

Gerry. With a J.

Wasting sarcasm is a sin. Yeah. Man, I'm bored. Therefore, I shall bore YOU with my rambling.
Kidding. Well not about the bored part, but about the boring YOU with rambling on and on and on and on and on. Well, actually I think that boring you with my nonsense talk will be quite amusing.But why would I do that? Eh. Have you ever had a contusion. English? Dead leg. You know, where some idiot knees you in the thigh really hard, and your leg goes all numb. No? Yes? If, no, you are awfully lucky. If you have, then I feel your pain ( no pun intended). Cuz, I got one , and....well....lets just say that I think I might need crutches. Because the moron- no names will be mentioned- kneed me so hard, that I couldn't walk for about ten minutes. (S)he said it was a "friendly gesture." Yeah. I TOTALLY buy that.
Okay, enough of the pain I am going through.

AHH!! TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!! YESH! If you need me, I will be asleep until January. HA! I LIED! I did ramble on and did probably bore you! Muahaha.
>: -{D <==== BEHOLD THE EVIL LAUGHING MUSTACHE MAN!

Eh.

Hullo! Guess what I'm doing this fine Saturday afternoon? It's quite obvious actually. You should know. If you haven't guessed yet, you're an idiot. READING. Yeah. I'm am reading probably one of the best books in my life. "Immortal" by Traci L. Slatton. It's quite amazing. AH, I love the rain. Begin Poetic moment. The soft pitter patter against my window sill is bliss. The fog rolling across the mountains, blocking the luminous rays of the sun. The glistening rain drops lightened by the ever glowing street lights. Poetic moment is now over.

Tina, I officially love you. YOU COMMENTED! Therefore, you are the awesomest person in Journalism. You're awesomer then Prinz, Daniel, AND Garret!

You're poetic and slightly insane friend,
Veera

Haro!

OKay. So, I'm watching MadTV while doing homework while typing this. Overachiever, eh? Yeah. Miss Swan is flipping hilarious. "He looka like a man." Hahaha. So. Does anybody still read this blog. I seriously doubt it. Haha. Thank you Tina Tovmassion (er, sorry if I spelled your last name wrong) for saying my blog is good. I deeply thank you. Yesh. So! Learn from Tina! If you are reading this right now, comment/talk to me! I don't care if you say "Your blog sucks eggs," or "I worship you. You are my god." Well, I think I would mind if you wrote/ said the second one. Cuz quite frankly, that's just creepy. OKAY!? Okay.

Your alien dumpling,
Veera

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Hullo!

Yeah. Told you I'll still blog! Ha. Peace. Around the world. For generations. Yup.................. *3 minutes later*..... AH. What do I say, or rather type?!? I wonder if this blog will still be on Ms. Chambers' list thing?
Why do people give each other flowers? To celebrate various important occasions, they're killing living creatures? Why restrict it to plants? "Sweetheart, let's make up. Have this deceased squirrel."
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food? If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from? Why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?
(Stop singing and read on.........)
I HATE it when people ask me in the movie theater, "Did you see that?" No, I paid twelve dollars to stare at the floor, genius. :/

Okay. The End. That is all. Go away. Now.