Epicness is my middle name.

The other day, I went to something after school, and left my backpack at school.

Now, whenever I lose something, or forget something somewhere, I feel this sense of total urgency and extreme panic. Then the adrenaline rush kicks in.

So, when I told my mom that my backpack was still at school with my laptop in it, she sighed, "Okay, we'll go get it."

So, I ran to the car, while my mom took her time getting her keys, getting her purse, and then she got in the car. "Wait! I forgot my Nook." So then she went back while I sat bouncing in my seat panicking.


When she came back she said "If you're going to go and search for your backpack, I'm going to need something to do." Then she started the car and we left for my school.

I first ran to the office. When I say ran, I mean I sprinted as fast as I could. Then I knocked on the office door, but I didn't think anyone heard me because the only person I saw was in the back of the office. So I knocked as hard as I could and as loud as I could.

Then the principal came to my aid.


He told me that the gym was still open (that's where I left my backpack.) So I said a quick "Thank you" and ran as fast as I could over to gym.There were some birds, squirrels, and other animals in the lunch area (probably eating all the scraps left behind) so I ran right through them, and they all scattered. It would of been epic for a music video.

Anyway, I found my backpack and it was fine, and then I went home.

The end.

Random post that means nothing.

So, I looked in the fridge, and there was nothing I wanted.

So three minutes later I looked again, but there was nothing new.

So, I looked AGAIN, but still no more food.

So I just had some yogurt.


The end.

BANG BANG BA BANGS

So my friend got her hair cut, and she has awesome side bangs. So, I straightened her bangs for her, because she is incapable of doing it herself.

I'm super jealous because she got these awesome bangs, and I have bangs too, but my hair has cowlicks, which means that it gets all poofy if I don't part it exactly how it wants to be parted. I've always wanted bangs like my friend has, but sadly, this is not how things work out in life.

She's also a lot tanner then me. Compared to her, I'm paler then Edward Cullen when he finds out Bella's pregnant.

Anyway, my friend's mom just made celery juice. It's pretty good.

A word of wisdom that my friend has just told me:

When you take down a box from a shelf, be prepared for millions of spiders to fall on your head

Okay, I have to go wash some spiders out of my hair. Good bye.

Third Wheel it up, homie.

So, as I stated in a previous post, two of my friends are now dating. And, so I haven't been hanging out with my friend as often as I would like to, because being a third wheel is just kind of awkward.


Did I mention he's shorter then her? It's kind of cute in an awkwardly awesome way.

But, maybe it's okay to be a third wheel, because maybe that third wheel goes on to do something great, like be a unicycle.


Anyways, sorry for the fact that the picture is more badly drawn then usual. This is because I'm posting from my friend's house and she her mouse sucks.

and.. OH MY GOD. AS I WAS WRITING THIS THE DOOR JUST SLOWLY OPENED SLOWLY AND NOW THERE IS THIS STRANGE BANGING NOISE ON THE WINDOW OH MY GOSH. OH MY GOSH. OH MY GOSH. IT'S THE GHOST OF KATIE FROM PARANORMAL ACTIVITY. HERE TO KILL US ALL. OH MY GOSH.


Ugh. I saw the movie Paranormal Activity 4 times, and it still scares me. I shall never get over the fact that Katie could be anywhere, plotting to hide a picture of me in my attic and take over my body or whatever.

Well, I'm gonna go before Katie kills me.

BE NICE.

Okay, so recently I have realized that machines have feelings too. What? You don't believe me?

Well, I started to call my computer slow, and say it was dumb, and NOW it has NO battery life, and it's even slower. It did that on PURPOSE. Because I made it MAD. And then I said my cable box was stupid, and now the fast forward button doesn't work. So I have to watch all the commercials.


See what I'm saying?

So, now, I'm attempting to make it up to my computer by typing this post using my computer, and on this post I'm going to say how AWESOME and COOL and FAST my computer is. I love you computer. With all my heart. Always. FOREVER. Almost as much as enchiladas.

My British lab partner

Yes, I know. I haven't posted lately. But I have a good reason...

That, and I have not done anything really exciting.

Well, two of my friends are dating, which I guess is cool. For them, at least.

Also, in science my lab partner asked if he could borrow my pencil, so I said okay.

Then he broke it. My only pencil. Then, I told him to put it back together, so he tried, but the two pieces of the mechanical pencil wouldn't stay together. He asked if he could keep it, so I was like "Umm sure." because, what can one do with a broken mechanical pencil?


A lot, apparently.

He learned that if he puts on piece in the other, and blows into the end that lead usually comes out of, the top part of the pencil will fly across the room.

Then the pen piece hit someone and they were like "WHO DID THAT!?!" and my WONDERFUL Lab partner said "IT'S SABRINA'S PENCIL."

The moral of this story? Never lend things to others.