Highschool Weirdo

So, about last year, my friends and I decided we would write a diary of a loser, because, it's kind of fun to put yourself in the place of insane people. (I hope this doesn't offend anyone) Anyways, we put them up as notes on Facebook, but I have decided to put them up on this blog instead, one a day, whenever I remember.
So, pretty much, the background story to this is my friends and I enjoy making fun of eachother, so this is pretty much a collection of us insulting, well, ourselves. I hope you find it amusing, and even if you don't, I do.


Once there was a weido, and this is her story
by: Radia , Josie, Yoonjoo, and Kayla
Septemberuary 6th 2009

I woke up to my thousands of friends. Actually, I bumped my head on my doll shelf. You see, those are my friends.
I love them more than the world.Well, I mean they're good friends and all but if zombies were chasing me I would trip them (I got that from a Facebook flair. That's how original I am and how little of a life I have). Wanna know how little of a life I have? Well, here's an example: my brain. Here's another example: My favorite pastimes are to shave my head and eat pears. YAY! I also love to do math problems. What I've learned is that the weirder you are, the more people like you. See, i developed my theory in third grade, but for some reason people usually don't like me.

Oh, wait one second...my phone is ringing! Its...it's... BOBBY!!!!!! He tells me he has to tell me something important and to call him at this number 631-403-2022  . Maybe he wants to go on a study session!!!!!!! Aw man! It was the idiot hotline. Oops. he's used this on me before, but my brain's so small and my eyes so crossed
I don't remember things. Like i am a box head, even though I'm not.So I headed over to my grandpap's. On the way my mom gave a bucket of crowns to me and my sister. She made me wear a helmet so I wouldn't hurt myself trying to lick the window. I banged my head on the window when I saw an old lady. My mom sprayed me with water for barking at her. "I AM TERMINATOR!" I shouted and repeated rolling on the ground. My hair got filled with my dog food and a bird pooped in it. YAY!! BEST DAY EVER!

What the hell is a dingo?

According to Wikapedia, a dingo is an ancient, free roaming, primitive canine unique to the continent of Australia, specifically the outback.
And it looks like a retarted dog.. kinda. not really. But i just thought DingoSpit sounded cool.

The ipitamy of coolness

 I originally wanted to call this Dontlickmyfoot. Because really, who wants someone to lick their foot?

Anyways, I decided to make a blog because... well... its 12 in the morning, it's a snow day tommorow, and to be quiet honest, i have nothing else to do. ACCTUALLYY, i do. I could go buid a snow fort. In the dark. That's always fun.

but im to lazy to go and pursue that wonderful dream of mine, so instead i will write a story.
Once upon a time,
there was a grandma. And she was one of those mean grandmas who wasnt really a grandma just a cranky old cat lady.

and then the mean fake grandma would make nasty brownies and feed them to all the small children. So then they were all, "yay brownies!" until they tasted them then they were all, "aw.. brownies.
And i really dont know where I'm going with this story so i think i'm just gonna stop while I'm ahead.
toodley-oodly!
-radia