It's 5:43 AM why am i still up...

Hiyo! It's been a while since I've posted a blog and out of all the non busy days I have chosen to write (I guess the morning) of exam day! So kick off your flippy floppies, make some popcorn and get ready for the blog of your life.

I haven't really been thinking a lot about anything lately, mainly because all I've been doing is sleeping outside or sitting on my computer and playing minesweeper which this year, I have lost 3209 times and won 24 times. To that I say perseverance and stubbornness is key, plus it's only possible to lose that much and still play if you don't have a life - which i don't.

Usually when I write essays I wake up early and do it because my mind seems to flow more. I don't know if that's happening right now because i haven't slept yet...but i feel a little perky, a little happy :) a little bit of creative juice is leaking out. Maybe it's because i'm moving out on wednesday! I'm so close to break, if i stick out my tongue, i would be able to taste summer...if that makes sense. it doesn't but if i had to describe the taste of summer it would be an everlasting piece of juicy fruit or zebra stripes gum. and then 5 minutes later it would be bacon and watermelon and golden oreos and mushrooms and crunchy peanut butter and bananas. all my favorite foods mixed into one lick.

so last tuesday i made a lot of facebook wall videos for a lot of people and now everyone in my hall does it, i'm flattered but honestly white people cannot lip sync and they got "nutin"on me and my skillz.

hmmm i'm just sitting in the lobby, got back from the library and i just ate some raisins that were sitting on the table...maybe i shouldn't have but the bag was open and oh my oh no...ouch oooo, jk i'm fine

i really should get to bed since i have exams at 12 and 3, righto? but why sleep now when the day is about to emerge! i'm not saying i'm going to look at the sunrise, i'm just saying i don't want to move from this spot.

i wish more people blogged, i wished it was like the good ole days of xanga and eprops and blogrings. you just don't appreciate the moments in the past when you live through them.

okay amy this is what you've been waiting for, here is your poem:

amy it's 6 in the morning
if i was asleep i would be snoring
not really i dont snore
i roar!
everytime i go to your house i see your ball of hair
it looks like hair on a mare
this poem doesn't flow
it kinda blows
i'm sincerely sorry
but amy it's 6 in the morning
and everyone here is snoring

amy and ken here is another poem for yall
but please dont bawl
if you guys do, buy puffs
it will make you buff
and you'll look like hilary duff


anywho, i think i will pass out now on this couch and wait for the cleaning ladies to wake me up
nah, i'm just gonna go to my room
i guess you guys can tell i'm indecisive