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Computers frustrate me to no end, I almost despise them, but not enough to stop going on them. The internet was down last night so I did some old-fashioned writing in a huge notebook. The entirety of what I wrote had to do with wanting to slap myself in the face for how stupid I am sometimes. I never have slapped my own face. That would be weird. When I was like 9, I had my friend pretend that she threw up and I told Sarah and her friend that they had to come help her. They came upstairs and when they found out that my friend really didn't throw up, Sarah's friend slapped me in the face. In my own house, too. The nerve. I guess that's what I get for lying.

Saturday night I saw Suessical (said without moving lips). The singing and acting was well done for the most part. My mother almost cried when Horton the Elephant and Gertrude the Bird got together in the end. Really, it was silly. The part I found endearing was when Horton refused to leave the bird's egg even when it cost him his freedom. The Cat in the Hat was a bit creeper-worthy, other than that, Bravo.

Yesdidday- we got some rain, and then the sun came out. Alice was driving, and I was in the backseat, and we start driving down this road. Since it was wet from the rain, the sun reflects on it and the whole road is lit up with a blinding light. We thought we were going to die. We didn't...but oh, our poor eyes. There was a point to this. There was a great big vibrant rainbow. I love ze rainbows. How could you not be happy while looking at a rainbow? It's no wonder they are a symbol for gay people. Gay as in happy. Guffaw.

I'm not very good with writing in blogs. Notice my title. This post doesn't even deserve a title. I don't really care though. It's fun and that's all that matters.

dedicated to mah gurls BShiz and MJonas