Sunday, October 14, 2007

Let's See How Many Stupid Things You've Done

I don't like Facebook. But I will post this for future characterization-ness.


Let's See How Many Stupid Things You've Done

x= you did it

Level 1

( ) Smoked A Cigarette

( ) Smoked A Cigar

() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex

SO FAR: 0

Level 2

() Are / Been In Love

() dumped someone/turned down someone

( ) Shoplifted

() Been Fired

() Been In A Fist Fight

SO FAR:

Level 3

() Had A Crush On An Older Person

() Skipped School

() Slept With A Co-worker

() Seen Someone / Something Die

SO FAR:

Level 4

() Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends

( ) Been To Paris

( ) Been To Spain

() Been On A Plane

( ) Thrown Up From Drinking

SO FAR:

Level 5

() Eaten Sushi

( ) Been Snowboarding

( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook

() Been in a Mosh Pit

SO FAR:

Level 6

( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship

() Taken Pain Killers

() Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have

() Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By

() Made A Snow Angel

SO FAR:

Level 7

() Had A Tea Party

() Flown A Kite

() Built A Sand Castle

( ) Gone mudding

() Played Dress Up

SO FAR:

Level 8

() Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves

() Gone Sledding

() Cheated While Playing A Game

() Been Lonely

() Fallen Asleep At Work / School

SO FAR:

Level 9

() Watched The Sun Set

() Felt An Earthquake

( ) Killed A Snake

SO FAR:

Level 10

() Been Tickled

()Been Robbed / Vandalized

( ) Been cheated on

() Been Misunderstood

SO FAR:

Level 11

() Won A Contest

() Been Suspended From School

() Had Detention

() Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident

SO FAR:

Level 12

() Had / Have Braces

() Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night

( ) Danced in the moonlight

SO FAR :

Level 13

() Hated The Way You Look

() Witnessed A Crime

( ) Pole Danced

() Questioned Your Heart

() Been obsessed with post-it-notes

SO FAR:

Level 14

() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud

()Been Lost

() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World

() Swam In The Ocean

() Felt Like You Were Dying

SO FAR:

Level 15

() Cried Yourself To Sleep

() Played Cops And Robbers

() Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers

() Sang Karaoke

() Paid For A Meal With Only Coins

SO FAR:

Level 16

() Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't

() Made Prank Phone Calls

() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose

( ) Kissed In The Rain

SO FAR:

Level 17

() Written A Letter To Santa Claus

( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About

() Blown Bubbles

( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere

SO FAR:

Level 18

( ) Crashed A Party

( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People

() Gone Rollerskating / Blading

() Had A Wish Come True

( ) Been Humped By A Monkey

SO FAR:

Level 19

() Worn Pearls

() Jumped Off A Bridge

() Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"

() Swam With Dolphins..

SO FAR:

Level 20

() Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube

( ) Kissed A Fish

() Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes

() Sat On A Roof Top

SO FAR:

Level 21

() Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs

() Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel

() Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours

() Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about

SO FAR:

Level 22

()picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree

() Climbed A Tree

() Had/Been In A Tree House

() Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone

SO FAR:

Level 23

() Believed In Ghosts

( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes

( ) Gone Streaking

() Visited Jail

SO FAR:

Level 24

( ) Played Chicken

() Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on

() Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger

( ) Broken A Bone

() Been Easily Amused

SO FAR:

Level 25

( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later

( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one

() Caught A Butterfly

() Laughed So Hard You Cried

() Cried So Hard You Laughed

SO FAR:

Level 26

( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone

() Had Someone Moon/Flash You

() Cheated On A Test

() Forgotten Someone's Name

() French Braided Someones Hair

() Gone Skinny Dipping

() Been Kicked Out Of Your House

() Tried to hurt yourself

SO FAR:

Level 27

() Rode A Roller Coaster

() Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling

() Had A Cavity

() Black-Mailed Someone

() Been Black Mailed

SO FAR:

Level 28

() Been Used

() Fell Going Up The Stairs

() Licked A Cat

() Bitten Someone

() Licked Someone

SO FAR :

Level 29

() Been shot at/or at gunpoint

( ) Had sex in the rain

() Flattened someones tires

( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on

( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas

TOTAL:

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I went to Wal-Mart for some reason today. My sister had to buy some pants and whatnot.

I also did another interior monologue, too. Here it goes:



WAL-MART {{Home base for Voldemort}

I never liked Wal-Mart every much. I mean, when I was younger, I just thought it was another store that had stuff in it that my parents bought.

But I remember the day when I changed my view of Wal-Mart. I can't remeber the exact day, but I know what happened. I was with my dad, watching TV. I think it was a Micheal Moore Film, becuase it was politcal or something like that. And my dad mentioned Child labour in China. And Wal-Mart. He said that Wal-Mart's product were form China and that the factories were horrible and such. I felt so bad for those who worked there, in the factories that my dad and I made a pact, that we would not support Wal-Mart or child labour and we would never ever go there for our shopping needs.

And this lasted for a while, only until Wal-Mart was building everywhere to a point where it was just cheaper to go there than to go to, say, Zellers or Giant Tiger. So, my family went shopping and we were about to step foot in the new Wal-Mart and I looked up at my dad.

"Dad- our pact-"

"C'mon, some time today!"

He went in first and I was last. And I hated Wal-Mart ever since.

When Wal-Mart opened up in the closest town to mine, my parents took us there. I was moody the whole time because not only did Wal-Mart did not sell the Graphic Novels I liked, but it was the only store we were going to. I listened to my mp3 player and ate my poutine in the McDonalds moodily. My dad, on the other hand, tried to cheer me up or played the Guilt Card on me.

"Sam... Please cooperate, we don't have a lot of money and it would help your mother so much if you bought your clothes here... and not to mention your school supplies..." ETC, ETC.

Well, I bought absolutely nothing and sat in the car on the way home, moody and bored. And dissapointed in the fact that no one shared my views.

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Okay, yesterday I was haunted by teeth and dentists. Like, literally. It was so wierd. The first thing:

1} Jeremie tells Dad that we're gonna miss school this thursday due to our dentis appointment (at this point, I stuff my face so Dad can't talk to me)

2} Commercial for straightening my teeth (...I have crooked teeth and I brushed this much off as a coinicidence)

3}I was watching something and it mentioned teeth, I can't remember now, but it mentioned teeth and I was like: WTF no wai!

4} I was watching FRIENDS, in the first season, I think and Rachel was going to return her ring to her ex fiance and his job was... c'mon, guess! A FUCKING DENTIST!

I closed my eyes, waited a few minutes and then change dit to So You Think You Can Dance becasuse they never ever mention teeth. But the episode I was watcing yesterday repeated today and it mentioned teeth slightly. Luckily, not a lot.

Today, I got a new toothbrush. I don't know why, I always get a new one when I go to the Dentist. SO THERE WAS NO POINT IN BUYING ME ONE. Especially when I go in four days.

So yeah, I'm pretty sure that there's some law that states that once you're sixteen, you don't have to go. I mean. doctor appointments are pretty much not obligatory, why are dentist appointments? Honestly, I have a good argument lines up, too.
POINT ONE:
MOM: You'll thank me one day.
ME: Uh, no. You said that when I was nine. I'm sixteen and I have yet to say 'Thanks Mom! I love it when the Dentist sticks his hairy arms down my throat against my will! I mean, what could be more exhilierating?' . If I ever do, than there's somethign wrong with me. I've been to the hospital twice because of it and if that has to happen, THEN THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!

POINT TWO:
MOM: It'll make you feel better about yourself, people will think you're pretty and cultured.
ME: If I want to fix my self- image problems, then I'd start with getting rid of my wrinkles under my eyes, the acne on my forehead, the thunder thighs, the hairy arms, leg and other parts of my body would be waxed, I would have ankles, I could run for more than a minute without sounding like a smoker after yelling and I would have smaller feet, nicer hair, no more exzema- like symptons anymore and I would be pretty much have bigger boobs and a nicer ass. AFTER THAT, then you can take me to ther dentist. Okay?

POINT THREE:
MOM: You can't go around with crroked teeth, people won't take you seriously!
ME: No one would take me seriously anyway. If my history teacher won't make me a reporter becaue I'm shy, I'm sure he won't change his mind next time if I flashed him my straight pearly whites. Plus, no one has perfect teeth. Dad's missing half, half of Jeremie's front teeth are being held up by metal and plastic. Grandma's got denchers and no one can prevent cavities. IT'S FUTILE!

POINT FOUR:
DAD: Hey, work as a dentist's assistant! It'll pay great and take care of your fear!
ME: Dentists have a high depression risk. No shit, I mean, if your job included making small children nervous and scared, I'd be depressed, too! And they make adults tremble with fear, EVEN TEENAGERS AND OLD PEOPLE. I bet Hitler was scared shitless of Dentists, too. AND CRY, HE MAKES THEM CRY TOO. And they make people have horrible nightmares and horror movies, too. They don't make horror movies about writers, unless their possesed or something. but that never happens. Demented Dentists? Yeah, that CAN SO TOTALLY HAPPEN. Mine's a total jerk wad who won't consider my feelings. IT'S NOT MY FAULT IF HE APPLIES THE GEL TOO HARD! IT ISN'T! *ANGST*. And the act that he de-moralizes me by saying I'm less mature than a five year old. WELL, YOU'RE NOT A MAN BECUASE MEN DON'T TEASE LADIES! That's right. FUCKER.

POINT FIVE:
DAD AND MOM: O.o'''
ME: Exactly. Case and Point. MUAAHAHAHAHAHA. So, do I still have to go this thursday?
MOM: Yeah, pretty much.
ME: *Cries*

I hate you alllllllllllllllllllllllllll

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