I like cats.

I don't know if you guys know this, but I really like cats. Especially in the stuff I do. I know you all just long for when I make this kind of crap.

And don't be all like, "hey this luks lik 1 u'v dun b4."
Kinda, but not really.
I like cats AND space. SO GET OVER IT, YOU TROLLS.

Super Me.

I feel like a hero right now. Not really. But listen to me.. I mean read what I'm typing.
So I saw this bleepin' bleeper boy impersonating a very innocent kid on Twitter (the worst social network known to man; but what isn't, I suppose) and saying vulgar and inappropriate things to other people. Of course the people he was offending didn't know it WASN'T the kid that was in the picture which is, seriously, so wrong considering they go to school with him and they could potentially like.. ruin him. So with my tattle tellin' skills, I do what any weirdo who thinks it would actually work would do..: Report.. him..
*GASP*
I know. I know. But guess what, folks, IT WORKED. He was suspended, and suddenly he decided to delete this account. Of course I'm probably going to tell the kid's dad too, because I hate him. MEH! But still. Give me props. I think I saved that poor kid's bottom.
This post probably made no sense. Oh well. I don't care.
Go to sleep, psychos.

mmm.. okay..

Alright. Not as great as I envisioned whatevzzz.
Here ya go, folks.

When you SHOULD be doing other things..

All I ever wanna do is make crap on photoshop.. I should be doing productive stuff considering college is coming, but come oooonn.. It's summer! And the first time I don't have classes.. Let me do what I want for like... two minutes!
So yeah. This ^^^^ means that I am currently working on a masterpiece that you will probably steal and put on your desktop, it's that great. Oh wait. No one reads this. So I'm good. wooohooo..
See ya crack-heads.

The Galaxy of Awesome.

Enjoy. I made this shiz.
Pega-corn, Narwhal, Cat.
Don't like.. you know copy this as your own.
Come on.
I even put my friggin' name in the corner, ya hags.

Wait What?

I can write this on my blogger because I know that NO ONE reads this. And if someone by chance reads this then whateverzz. I ran into an odd situation at school the other day. In result, I have to censor what I say on Facebook... it's really odd. My principal was stalking me... How does nobody see that that is the bad part of the situation? Not the fact that I posted something my principal didn't like, but the fact that I posted something and my PRINCIPAL (who I am not even "FB friends" with because it's pretty much illegal) found it on my Facebook page. I was kind of awestruck when my teacher pretty much called me out in the middle class telling me that I need to think before I do things.
NOW.
If you know me.. I am the epitome of "someone who thinks before they do". Truthfully, I could go on and on about how much I think teachers can be more immature than students (in rare cases of course). However, I will spare you the further ranting.
Oh. And no.. I'm probably not "back" on Blogger. Ya know.. just my yearly phase of Blogger-ness.
Good Luck with your life. Don't be pathetic. Words of wisdom by me.

Boo hoo.

I hate it when the doctor asks you questions like, does this hurt,

and stuff like that and you NEVER would have noticed that thing hurting until they asked. Then all you think about is how much it hurts. I swear it's some kind of psychological trick doctors do. Conspiracy. Never trust the system.