Friday, November 5, 2010

Feel like that?



Midnight sun.

            Why did she have to come here? Why did she have to exist? Why did she have to ruin this little peace I had in this non-life of mine? Why had this aggravating human ever been born? She would ruin me.
            I turned my face from her, as a sudden fierce, unreasoning hatred washed through me.
            Who was this creature? Why me, why now? Why did I have to loose everything just because she happened to choose this unlikely town to appear in? 
            Why had she come here!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

LOL?

Erm...hi? This is Amanda. I don't have much jokes to share, but I have stories. Okay, this is one.

Guy: Hi sexayy!
Girl: You 50-year-old pedophile! Get away pervert!
Guy: I'm not pedophile or pervert! I'm the one who sings "Baby"!
Girl: Justin Bieber?! You look more like a 51-year-old pedophile idiot!

So the guy stranggles the girl, and...you make up the story. If you want me to do it, I will make it until they married. (If you get it. :P ) Guess someone just hates Justin Bieber, because he is a gay baby, sigh.