why are there no yokes about pa's?

yer mama's so old her birth certificate says expired.
yer mama's so old she sat behind jesus in the 3rd grade.
yer mama's so old when she went to school they didn't have history.
yer mama's so old when i told her to act her own age..she died.
yer mama's glasses are so thick that when she looks on a map she can see people waving.
yer mama's so dumb she failed a survey.
yer mama's so dumb she sent me a fax with a stamp on it.
yer mama's so dumb she sits on the tv and watches the couch.
yer mama's so ugly she uses a line of makeup called why bother.
yer mama's so ugly the psychiatrist makes her lie face-down.
yer mama's so ugly she makes onions cry.
yer mama's so ugly she went to a beauty shop and it took 3 hours for an estimate.
yer mama's so ugly they put her face on a box of ex-lax and sold it empty.
yer mama's so ugly when she walks into a bank they turn off the cameras.
yer mama's so fat her shadow weighs a hundred pounds.
yer mama's so fat she puts her lipstick on with a paint roller.
yer mama's so fat she has to pull down her pants to git in her pocket.
yer mama's so fat you have to take a train and two buses just to get on her good side.
yer mama's so fat she has to wake up in sections.
ba ba baaaaaaaa!!
yer mama's blood type is ragu.

i died.

yup. i did. this mornin..i died.
lemme explain...

620 get up..think about gettin ready.
622 turn the tv on. [odd that i'd do that. i HATE tv]
645 decide to actually get ready.
720 "mom. i dont wanna go to schooooool."
730 hop on bus of school
748 bus gets rear-ended?!? huh? someone hit the bus?!? jerk!
my first thought = craaaaaap! i've never been in an accident before. i was so proud of my no accident streak. poooop.
so, as i'm sure none of you know...i have been havin some ♥ prollems..so, this extra stress didn't do me anyyyy good.
at all.
so, i'm tearing up on the bus cuz i'm in a bit of PAIN.
we sit there. i texted my mom telling her someone hit the bus..no response. frances calls my phone thinking it's my mom's phone..i tell her it's not and give her my mom's numba. i call my mom to make sure frances calls her. she did. i tell my mom someone hit the bus. she doesn't care and gets off the phone.
5 minutes later, i look at my phone and see that i tengo a voicemail. i check it.
"WHAT?!? SOMEONE HIT THE BUS?!? CALL ME BACK! BYE." - mom.
i laffed cuz she's slow. haha.
so, they take our names and numbas down and put us on a new bus and cart us off to school.
upon arrving at school, i am already pissed and the fact that everyone is being stupid doesn't help.
so, i go to history..late. i am pissed off and don't want to do anything.
i don't.
i get a slip calling me to the asb office.
grrrrr. i get my stuff..leave, slam the door [accidentally of course] and go down there.
oh? you called me down to get my pictures? the ones i picked up yesterday? cool.
i go back to class, even more annoyed.
FIRE DRILL!! yippee.
i plop down and watch the movie. a movie with tom freaking cruise.
[[as most of you don't know..i utterly dislike tom cruise. he was good in rain man and i suppose war of the worlds wasnt too horrible...:/]]
so, next class...drama.
normally, i looove drama..today........irrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiitaaaaaaaaaatinggggggggg.
i didn't do anything.
FIRE DRILL!! yippee.
wait? didn't that happen already? yes. yes it did.
as you can prolly imagine, shanell is not a happy campa.
english..did nothing.
lunch..went to laura's house. 'twas fun. and..painful?
math..got a little crazy
wood shop..did nothing
chemistry..took a few notes and fell asleep.
git on bus. start to feel anxious.
apparently the chick who hit the bus got 3, count em, 3 tickets.
1. she was on a cell phone.
2. something else i don't remember.
3. she hit a schoolbus.
i actually feel badly for her.
so, the bus we had to take was one of them old hoppy buses.
it hurt my ♥ even mo.
i git home..i couldn't even play with chito :(
of course, i left out a bunch of details. eh. you'll live.

all in all..my day was splendid.
thanks for askin.

finally...

i am actually going to go out with some people!! i'm going karaokeing tonight. i know yer jealous. but hey..you just aren't as cool as me. so there. :F

too long...

don't bother talking to me. i'm through giving you chances. i am slowly finding that you ARE just like them. if i could punch you in the face right now, i would.

if God is yer co-pilot

you need to switch seats.

hey everyone!!!!

aaahem! attention please!!


joe aka snipamonkeeeee tiene un myspace. yeah. go stalk him. and stuff.

life...

has been unbelievably funny lately. for the past week at least. so crazy, in fact, that i am unable to type it all out. so, i haven't. today there was no late start, so basically i just skipped first period. yup. i feel like calling someone but i won't. this someone doesn't deserve me. haha. i was totally just kidding there. i'm no longer calling anyone. people suck and that's that.

and...

i know i won't die or have anything severly stupid happen. but..yeah. it hurts. a lot.

now i lay me down to sleep...

i pray the lord my soul to keep. and if i die before i wake i pray the lord my soul to take.


shanell has been bitten. by what? you might ask..a big, monsterous hobo spider. yes, hobo. this is hyrum the hobo spider...

no, but really... it freakin freaks me out!

these are some deadly crazy spiders.

here is what damage is done.. i'm at the pimply-looking one stage right now. yippee!

here's a picture of what someone ended up lookin like...

of course, i know i have God on my side and he wouldn't like, let me die or anything but..fun!

juat..another day...

i had a mediocre day. this girl johnna talked to me. amazingly, this pleased me. that's all i was waiting for..someone to freaking reach out and talk to me. yup. two periods sitting next to each other..we had a fun day. then came lunch. yesterday, justin asked me to go to wendy's with daveed and him. so, this morning i got money and only packed a little bit of food as snacks..you know. so, lunch rolls around and i'm walking out to the parking lot so we could go and what do i see RIGHT when i walk out the door? justin and daveed driving away. sweet.

so, as you could imagine, i felt pretty crappy already. but, as if this were not enough..i go into the cafeteria and sit at the table where ben and zakk are sitting. so, what do they do? walk to the store. so, what do i do? sit there alone for half an hour. now, i should be used to this seeing as i did for the first few days of school..but it sucked.

this was me. only..not old. or a man.

so, i sit there the whole time and eat my snacks and listen to j'foam (the pod of i). i go to class and leave j'foam in. justin came in and rubbed it in that he had wendy's. i was actually about ready to kick him in the face (again) or cry. it was just a horrible experience.

isn't it amazing

how one minute you could miss someone so terribly and the next..you just..don't? it's actually kinda sad. mmhmm. i'm at a point now..where i realized i don't have to try anymore. i've done what i can. i've tried to tlak to people. i'm just done.


and i know you will all read this and not say anything because you "dont know what to say" well, if this is the case..i don't want to hear anything you have to say. i'm not even mad or bitter anymore. just finished. if i'm being an idiot..i don't care.