A tears comes to my eyes.

She cannot speak, she wave instead.

Why did you say, what you said?

Red light come, green light go.

Boomer boom, comes lightning.

Little girl, is what I want to be.

A writer, is what I want to be.

Why did you called me, Boomer Boom?

What Happened, To Summer?

A poem by me. Bonus points if you can guess the model. XD

~FoonEater

Her face was complete with fright.

Why did you called me, Bang-Bang?

Thunder Thud!

A tears comes tos mys eyes.

Red light green light.

BAHAHAHAHA! Have an awesome summer, guys. I have fifteen pages of quotes written! MUAHAHAHAHA!

See you next year! Hopefully it won’t be nearly as sucky, but don’t count on it.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

I MIGHT BE HIGH!

I might have to leave.

Peace out.

Mimeh.

I just found out I’m pregnant. *bleargh!* (Morning sickness.)

I also stole the Declaration of Independence today. Let’s add lemon juice and heat to it! Hey, a code! Let’s get chased by madmen to find a secret treasure!

I boarded the first unsinkable ship, the Titanic. I fell in love with a mysterious man. He drowned. I lived, and I am ninety years old.

Yeah, right. As if. My life isn’t that exciting. I’m going to be packing for my move in May all spring break. The only exciting thing I’ll be doing is your mom. No, still kidding. Nope, I’m hanging out with my lame friends all break. *barf*

I have to write a FOP, Greyhounds, and Palette.

I’ll be watching TV all day.

I’ll be eating all day.

I’ll be not moving all day.

I hate boredness.

But it’s better than essays, projects, and homework all day, eh?

Buhbye.

Sincerely,

FoonEater.

Did I mention that it’s also April Fool’s? Today [Math Teacher] told us about why it’s called April Fool’s, because the calendar changed and whatever. Interesting, eh? We also had cake made by [Science Teacher Is A Retard], who bakes better than she teaches.

I’m really relieved that school is over for now. Kinda think the rest of spring break will be boring, but we’ll see.

Peace out!

Mimeh

• Obviously, winter break. I left the first day of break, so I missed a crapload of parties, etc.
• My friends went skiing without me.
• My friends went to see a movie without me.
• My friends had a bunch of fun without me.
• I went to Memphis (not neccesarily in that order) and got spoiled. I got a crapload of games, music, money, etc.
• I went to Chicago w/ [liffae] and [leesh]. It was fun. Good bread.

Grrr, Mimeh is right. There’s way too much to type. And so I’m going to puzzle out my Alg. HW, okay, now?

You do realize, this is just becoming a diary shared among friends?

• I checked myCCS: Two A minuses and three As for this quarter
• MERRY (belated) CHRISTMAS!
• Winter break = no stress, lots of fun
• Skiing with [kyli.e.achoo], [Banni Retard], [Cymps], and [Lenny/Nana] was super awesome. Did I mention we saw [always wears that blue soccer sweater] there?

That’s definitely not all, but I’m too lazy to type much more. Did I mention that I’m in Michigan right now?

Have a good life, people.

-Mimeh

Mrs.TigerLuv needs to die! AAAAAAAAAAAAGH! I spend so much time working on that stupid science project and she effing doesn’t even watch it or show it to the class! AAAAAAAAGH! AAAAAAAAAAAGH! I spend SOOOOOOOOOOOO much time on that with my animations and music, and she doesn’t even watch it!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! And who would be mean enough to hurt someone as nice as S.Z????? i will go kick anyone’s butt who will do that and you will all stand with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAGH! This is so unfair! LIFE IS SO UNFAIR!!!!!!!!

     Once upon a time, there was a man named Daniel Potato. He sold yams. He was nicknamed Dan, Dan the Potato Man. But he was bothered by this otherwise harmless title. HE DIDN’T SELL POTATOES! So, one day, when the nickname-calling became too much, he lashed out. He took his yam-carving knife and sliced the last person who called him Dan, Dan the Potato Man, into thirds lengthwise.

“This! Is! Yaaaaaaaams!” he yelled.

     Oblivious to the current, a young boy named Victor, nicknamed Vick, Vick, the Candlewick (because of his candle-selling business), walked into the marketplace surrounding Dan, Dan the Potato Man’s yam stall.

“Hey, Dan, Dan,” Vick, Vick said casually. He grabbed a yam off the piled wagon and dropped a few dollar bills into the money pot. He took a bite off the top of the raw yam, chewed, and swallowed.

“DON’T CALL ME DAN, DAN THE POTATO MAN!” Dan, Dan the Potato Man said. Vick, Vick the Candlewick, laughed, thinking his friend was joking and mock-angry.

“Hahahahaha,” Vick sniggered. “I didn’t call you Dan, Dan the Potato Man. I just called you Dan, Dan.” he explained.

“Oh.” Dan, Dan replied. With all the sense and logic, his brain overheated. His face turned red and Vick’s eyes grew wide with worry.

“Dude! Dude, are you okay?” Vick asked.

“Oohhhhh, LOGIC! I ALLERGIC TO LOGIC!” he gasped. “I ALLERGIC TO—TO—” and took his last breath. He collapsed where he stood, and has lay there, lifeless, ever since.

Maybe he ate too many yams.

[Fail Science Teacher]

~Why does my life suck?

My life sucks because I’m failing three subjects (Asian failing two and literally failing one)

~Why does my life suck?

My life sucks because no one visits the blog. Except for ‘StoopidGye123.’

~Why does my life suck?

My life sucks because I have a flow chart to do for Social Studies (the literal fail subject), and I’m too lazy to do it.

~Why does my life suck?

My life sucks because my motha’s birthday’s coming up (that’s good) but I don’t have a present and will feel like a fail child (huai dong xi) in addition to all the subjects I’m failing.

~Why does my life suck?

I’m really twitchety! GRR!

~Summary~

My life just really, really sucks.