Just being me...

You know, I think it's kinda funny how my friends (azalea hayden, Jennifer crests, and vivette newby? I don't know what her blog name is...) are speaking all stiffly, like, jc seems to be trying to make a poem out of her blog posts, azalea's using all these intellectual words and such, Hayden (AH are two people sharing a blog...it's supposed to be for their book)...I dont know...she makes her blogs sound worldly, cuz she's always adding quotes and stuff...and then you get to me...yeah, me...

I think I may have said before, but these posts look nearly exactly like my bored emails to friends.
Just me and my rants...haha...

Vivi doesn't do anything, I think...just being herself, I guess...

I've come up with a list of nicknames for blog nicknames: actually, I just came up with it right now, cuz who wants to write those long lists of names?

Azalea hayden - az and hay
Jennifer crests - TOOTHPASTE!! Either that, or Jen or Jenny
Vivette newby - vivi
Me - lolli

I currently don't have any other followers...
Did you know the united states has a blog? I wanna read it, but it's probably about laws and stuff...

Ooh, if you took the PSAT, then look at the paper they gave you with your scores. If you have the same one I do, then all the kids sitting on the stairs have big noses...I noticed during science today...

I'm fifteen now, did I say? I probably did...

When you get older, everything in life becomes a blur...every day goes by at lightning speed, and half the school year's gone in a moment
Remember when you used to freak out over the (I took the TAKS test [texas assessment of knowledge and skills]) whatever test they make you take each year, for a month before you actually took it? And now, you forget it's coming up til the day before?
It's like that with birthdays now, in a way...it used take half a year before I got used to saying "oh, I'm 9 now!" and I never truly felt 13 until the first time I had to call myself 14...
And now...I feel like I could care less about the transition between 14 and 15...
Maybe I'm going emotionless, cold hearted, or maybe I have no life (I don't. I'm a crazy cat lady writing to herself on a blog. Duh), but...

Does everyone feel like that?
I've also has a thought that maybe I'm the only human, and everyone else are robots and clones...just a thought...
And, we don't see the same colors. My red could look like your green, but since we don't know that we see different colors, we call them the same thing and could give a d**m to philosophy.

Did you know some of the most popular curse words are words for going to the bathroom?

Poo:
Sh*t
Cr*p
Fu*k

Urine:
Piss

Kindling, like twigs, what you start a fire with (nothing to do with bathroom, but oh well...)
F*ggot

It feels bad to end a post with curse words, so I'll carry on a little longer.

Whats your favorite number?
Mines currently 15 and 21
The first changes each year to fit my age, and as for the 21, I've always debated whether I liked 21, 25, or 27 the best. Don't know what happened to 29..
Concerning the 711 in LolliPop711, IT'S NOT THE GAS STATION!! I literally chose it because they rhymed. Truly, no lies.

Goodbye...