tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17928062194174199382024-02-20T11:05:30.973-08:00The Utmost UnCensored Life of DibsyLife is like a pair of skinny jeans. You should NEVER be disappointed to not fit in. You should expand your waistband, and show it off!Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.comBlogger155125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-36884300906018593252015-10-18T21:38:00.001-07:002015-10-22T12:17:53.808-07:00Are you there, God? It's me, Dibsy.It's been many years since I've posted here...or even looked back at this. It always gives me a harsh tug in the heart strings. I'm so glad I was part of this community...I know hardly any of you guys will read this. I hope you're all happy wherever all of you guys are. You guys were some of the most important friends I had during the rough ages of my adolescence...I think I was like, 12, when I made this blog. I'm turning 19 in February. You guys really did shape me and I'm glad that out of all the online communities I was a part of when I was young, it was this one. A safe place, not based on looks or likes or anything...I love you guys. I know none of you will read this. But if anyone is, I just want you to know I'm a film major now, and it's the love of my life, and I'm happy. And I'm very different from how I was over 5 years ago, just as I expect you guys to be very different. But I haven't forgotten you guys...if anyone wants to reach out, I have a variety of social networks. The memory of this time in my life is one I'll always look back on with love...I love you guys, and I didn't even know most of your names or how you guys looked.<br />
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Here's to a time we once had. Cheers.Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-35427501361337253882010-07-07T17:59:00.000-07:002010-07-07T18:01:37.840-07:00Let's celebrate.So today I went to the library and checked out a book.<br /><br />It was called Castration Celebration. The cover kinda looks like High School Musical.<br /><br />link ----> <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.amazon.com/Castration-Celebration-Jake-Wizner/dp/0375852158" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap(this, 'a4fe6RWtUoiSTj5nfORK8SoUwGA', event)">http://www.amazon.com/Castratio<wbr>n-Celebration-Jake-Wizner/dp/03<wbr>75852158</a><br /><br />:3Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-30843690384425414652010-06-30T18:05:00.000-07:002010-06-30T18:07:30.420-07:00I let a string of fails befall me. :(<p id="msg_100000258655438_1724344779" class="p_self pic_padding">i set fire to my oven <span class="emote_text">:(</span><img class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background: transparent url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zA4IG/hash/cny9pytx.png) no-repeat scroll -606px -84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" alt=":(" /></p><p id="msg_100000258655438_668358089" class="p_self pic_padding">and then my ensure bottle ripped in half :((</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_1416000162" class="p_self pic_padding">then it rolled all over the sink</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_404265714" class="p_self pic_padding">and the kitchen floor</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_986217201" class="p_self pic_padding">and the oven...is on fire. <span class="emote_text">:(</span><img class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background: transparent url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zA4IG/hash/cny9pytx.png) no-repeat scroll -606px -84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" alt=":(" /></p><p id="msg_100000258655438_262380186" class="p_self pic_padding">well not anymore. but five minutes ago.</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_262380186" class="p_self pic_padding">So, I'm sad.</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_262380186" class="p_self pic_padding">And when the oven was on fire I was screaming, but my brother was ignoring it cuz I always scream. -.- And then ten minutes later he FINALLY comes with a bucket of water. And the fire is already gone. :(</p><p id="msg_100000258655438_262380186" class="p_self pic_padding"><br /></p>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-29235520625523258392010-06-22T15:09:00.000-07:002010-06-22T16:09:47.233-07:00HOLY CUPCAKE.<span style="font-family: arial;">It's been...A WHILE. o.o It's been long. i guess I rediscovered Blogger again when my Grafitti on Facebook wouldn't post, so I uploaded it here so my friend could see it. :D When that didn't work, I just uploaded it to Tumblr. I seriously was not expecting anyone to comment on that post, but you guys did, and I'm glad for it, because you guys have inspired me to post! ;D<br /><br />I think I've changed a lot since I've last posted it. :O A LOT HAS HAPPENED.<br /><br />Contrary to what you probably think, I didn't go die in some island or neglect my Blogger because of schoolwork. Dx in fact, I've been online nearly everyday...on Facebook. =.="<br /><br />So if you guys really want to catch up on me and my weirdness, you can do three things:<br /><br /></span><ul style="font-family: arial;"><li>Email me at princesstoby@sbcglobal.net ;D</li><li>Formspring me at: <a href="http://www.formspring.me/TofuuuSaysRAWR">http://www.formspring.me/TofuuuSaysRAWR </a></li><li>Or add me on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#%21/profile.php?id=1094557494">http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/profile.php?id=1094557494</a> :D</li><li>You could give me your cell phone number to text? ;D (<---Yeah, that's a stretch.) Let's play the trust game. ;)<br /></li></ul><span style="font-family: arial;">Anyways, what's up? Comment telling me what awesomeness has been going on in your life. ;D</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Yeaaah. Tap that sexy little button right down thereeee.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">|</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">V</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I have a tumblr and a myspace too, but Blogger pwns tumblr by awesomeness and myspace scares me now.<br /><br />Unless ya'll are moving to tumblr, in which I shall gladly join you guys. Cuz it looks cool and SHINEH.<br /><br />Hmmm. What can I do that will amuse the few people who go on Blogger now? -brain splodes-<br /><br />Looking back at my previous posts, I have realized...I was a spaz. I am a spaz. A proud spaz I be.<br /><br />And before I'm too lazy to think up of anything else, Ima repost some snippets of my older posts. Just to bring back the memories. ;D<br /><br />(by this i mean using copy and paste to make you reread entire posts -.-)<br /><br /><p><span style="font-family: arial;">1. You're walking across a fast food restaurant, when the mascot, some sort of large, yellow duck fish thing, tries to mug you. You-</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Let him mug you. Go to 2)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) You grab a nearby child and swing him around and around, knocking the yellow duck out. Go to 3)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">2. You let him mug you. The duck blindly runs off into the street and gets hit by a bus. You seem unfazed, but soon an employee of the restaurant bursts out the door and looks at you accusingly and shocked. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Cry loudly and exclaim you didn't do it. Go to 4)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) You look at him coldly before walking away. Go to 5)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">3. You run away blindly in fear, before getting randomly hit by a bus. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">4. The employee doesn't believe you, and threatens to call the cops. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Repeatedly exclaim that you didn't do it, hoping to scare him off. Go to 6)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Tackle him. Go to 7)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">5. He tackles you and grabs your neck. You can tell that he is about to make you bite the curb. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Push him off into the street. (8)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Let him. (9)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">6. He becomes frightened and runs blindly in the street. A truck selling cream cheese hits him, and he dies. The cream cheese truck turns blindly to you. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Get out of the way. (10)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Do an Edward Cullen and push the truck away with your bare hands. (11)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">7. He throws you off and runs off. You continue to walk away as if nothing happened, and at the age of 26 you marry a hot babe named Divona, raise two kids for 10 years before realizing that they are not yours but your brother's, which led to your taking up booze, having a secret affair with your secretary and working late night shifts. One day you catch Divona and your bro in the act, and you blindly shoot them before running blindly to the street and getting hit by a truck. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">8. He gets hit by a bus. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU JERK. EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">9. You die. What the cupcake were you thinking?! EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">10. You survive. You continue to walk away as if nothing happened, and at the age of 26 you marry a hot babe named Divona, raise two kids for 10 years before realizing that they are not yours but your brother's, which led to your taking up booze, having a secret affair with your secretary and working late night shifts. One day you catch Divona and your bro in the act, and you blindly shoot them before running blindly to the street and getting hit by a truck. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">11. You die. What the cupcake were you thinking?! Edward Cullen doesn't exist, you silly goose!!! EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">EPIC END. :P</span></p><br /><h3 class="post-title"> <a href="http://dibsy-theutmost.blogspot.com/2009/09/children-books-you-will-never-see.html">CHILDREN BOOKS YOU WILL NEVER SEE!!!</a> </h3> <ul><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Strangers Have the Best Candy</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Little Sissy Who Snitched</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some Kittens Can Fly!</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Kathy Was So Bad Her Mom Stopped Loving Her</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Attention Deficit Disorder Association’s Book of Wild<br />Animals of North Amer-Hey! Let’s Go Ride Our Bikes!</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Kid’s Guide to Hitchhiking</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You Are Different and That’s Bad</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dad’s New Wife Michael</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">POP! Goes the Hamster…and Other Great Microwave Games</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Curious George and the High Voltage Fence</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Boy Who Died From Eating All His Vegetables</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Things Rich Kids Have, But You Never Will</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Care Bears Maul Some Campers and Are Shot Dead</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How to Become the Dominant Military Power in Your<br />Elementary School Controlling the Playground: Respect<br />Through Fear</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">What is That Dog Doing to That Other Dog?</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Why Can’t Mr. Fork and Ms. Electrical Outlet Be Friends?</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Bi-Curious George</li><li>Daddy Drinks Because You Cry</li></ul>LMAO!!!<br /><br />My thanks to chainletters.net! xD<br /><br /><div class="post uncustomized-post-template"> <a name="7238386005640218665"></a> <h3 class="post-title"> <a href="http://dibsy-theutmost.blogspot.com/2009/09/vwat-food-are-you-horoscope.html">VWAT FOOD ARE YOU!!!!! HOROSCOPE!!!</a> </h3> <div class="post-body"> <p><span id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Croissant (March 21-April 19)</span><br />You are elegant and decadent. You are also kinda flaky. Your special color is buttery yellow.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ramen (April 20-May 20)</span><br />You are cheap and easy-but I mean that as a compliment. Your special color is whatever's the most inexpensive.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Onigiri (May 21-June 21)</span><br />You are simple and direct, and you sure know how to accessorize. Your special color is seaweed green.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Strawberry (June 22-July 22)</span><br />Why you little tart! You are just impossibly irresistible (unless someone's allergic-then you are just deadly) Your special color is overripe red<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Creampuff (July 23-August 22)</span><br />Though you may appear fluffy and inconsequential on the outside, look deep within yourself and you will find-oh wait, more frivolous sweetness. Never mind. Your special color is cream. (Of course)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tea (August 23-September 22)</span><br />You are an intrinsic part of many people's lives, but sometimes you take yourself a little too seriously. Try adding a little milk and sugar and give yourself a swirl. Your special color is perfectly brewed brown.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Marshmallow (September 23-October 22)</span><br />You can be squished, stretched, and even burnt on a stick-but you are always sweet and gooey on the inside. Your special color is toasted-to-the-point-of-almost-black.<br /><br />Adzuki (October 23-November 21)<br />You are at your best when you are soaked, mashed, sweetened and crammed into things. Your special color is sugary red.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pancake (November 22-December 21)</span><br />You are a fluffy, tasty delight-but naughty too. You are a dessert disguised as breakfast. Your special color is syrupy orange.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Spam (December 22-January 19)</span><br />You are full of mystery. And probably some snouts and hooves. Your special color is a very disturbing dark pink.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Miso (January 20-February 18) (THIS IS ME!)</span><br />You are a warm and savory bowl of comfort, but there are quite a few things bobbing up and down your spiritual broth. Your special color is clear. (D: The only one that people can't wear without fear of judge....)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mochi (January 19-March 21)</span><br /></span>A sweet and sticky mess (<--that's what she said), often with a surprise nestled deep within. Your special color is whiter than white.</p></div></div>Arrrg. >.< Apparently I have adult content in my posts because I'm on my brother's home comp where it has all these securities and blahh (He's 8) and it won't let me see the rest. ;/<br /><br />Anywho,<br /><br />CIAO DARLINGS!<br /><br />LOVE YOU GUYS!!!<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-12520009632190842792010-06-20T18:58:00.000-07:002010-06-20T18:59:30.529-07:00<div style="padding:5px;background-color:#F7F3F7;border:1px solid #ccc;width:580px;"><br /><object width="580" height="370"><br /> <param name="movie" value="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=93ceb5370d52ccbe4b4ca07fb84cb6b8"></param><br /> <embed src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=93ceb5370d52ccbe4b4ca07fb84cb6b8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="580" height="370"></embed><br /></object><br /></div>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-66251472817342535432010-01-08T20:26:00.000-08:002010-01-08T20:52:16.781-08:00Screaming and Laughing and Running...all the while a Starbucks latte in hand.My friend and I were at our old elementary school and decided to go to the cemetary right across the street from our school. Awesomely, the cemetary is where Micheal Jackson was buried.<br /><br />Anyways, we just walked around the graves and big hills and castles and stuff. Her name is Josie and she was holding a latte...actually from 7-11, but let's just say it's from Starbucks.<br /><br />Josie and I aren't actually that close, we're just friends. Like, if friends were on a closeness to distance scale, we'd be a 5.<br /><br /><ol><li>Uber close-you're attached to each to each other</li><li>Very close-it's like your arms are stitched to each others!</li><li>Really close-it's like a permaneant hug!</li><li>Close-like hand in hand close</li><li>Don't talk much to each other, but would be close if they had a chance-like wrapping around your elbow close</li><li>Don't see much of each other, probably shoulder to shoulder</li><li>Don't speak OR see much to each other, probably arm to arm</li><li>Don't EVEN speak to each other-turned away close</li><li>Don't even SEE each other-like across the room close</li><li>Don't even SEE or TALk to each other close, but know of each other-acquaintances, in two different rooms</li></ol>And let's not even start on "friends with benefits" and to the next step, "secret affair", "bf/gf", "fiance fiance", "marred", and "old couple".<br /><br />Anyways, at first we though we were there just because we were bored, and then we thought we were there to see Michael Jackson's grave. But mostly we just walked around.<br /><br />Anyways, halfway into the cemetary walk we saw a castle, so we tried hiking up there, before we saw Ana and her bf Jerry, where we talked and got introduced to Jerry before I checked the time.<br /><br />Anyways, I had to get back to the elementary school really quickly because I had to go pick up some kids, so I started to run down the big grassy hills, the soil sprinkled with millions of tombstones.<br /><br />I ignored Josie's screaming at me to come back and smiled as I heard her footsteps pounding across the grass next to mine.<br /><br />So we were just running and screaming down the hills, laughing our way down, Josie's latte going <span style="font-style: italic;">spolsh splosh splosh</span> against her plastic cup, surrounded by dead souls.<br /><br />We were practically hyperventilating when we reached the bottom.<br /><br />It.<br /><br />Was.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Awesome</span>.<br /><br />It's kind of hard to describe the kind of awesomeness I felt. It's kind of ironic to see two girls, really ALIVE and HAPPY, surrounded by millions of dead people.<br /><br />Anyways, we went jaywalking back.<br /><br />THE END. =DDibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-24266276621952739682009-12-31T16:28:00.000-08:002009-12-31T16:32:02.671-08:00Goodbye, 2009. In fact, goodbye to this decade, too.<span style="font-family: verdana;">Man, this decade has been awesome. I'll really miss it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Just like some kids go nostalgic for the 1990's, I know I'm gonna miss the 2000's. It may not have been the best year, or the most memorable, but that's what I love about it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">But then again, who am I to say? I'm only 12, turning 13 in February. This decade is the only decade I </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">know</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">What will next year bring? What will the next </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">decade </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">bring?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Anyways, if I don't die in some sort of weird outragous scenario in the back of an alley tonight, I'd like to say,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!</span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-29593930889927895762009-12-23T17:10:00.000-08:002009-12-23T17:28:01.188-08:00It's the Eve of Christmas Eve.<span style="font-family: verdana;">I don't really know what to say. I've rewritten this post over and over again, deleted it over and over again, and realized that my Eve of Christmas Eve post shouldn't be something we'd probably all expect in the first place-let's forget the cheesy Christmas poems that I'll probably just forward to you all sooner or later, and we all know that I love you guys, and we all know that I'm sorry for not updating a lot.<br /><br />I'm a totally different person than I was in the beginning of this year. Well, maybe not totally-I'm still that hyper, lovable dork I was then today. :D But I know I've changed. I want to know that I'll be a different person by the end of next year, too-good, bad, wherever He takes me. The events that will change that, however, are what I'm wondering of.<br /><br />New Years Resolutions? I don't know mine yet.<br /><br />Tell me yours. ;P<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-31751672513013901812009-12-18T19:16:00.000-08:002009-12-18T19:17:13.419-08:00Some sort of RPG xD<p><span style="font-family: arial;">1. You're walking across a fast food restaurant, when the mascot, some sort of large, yellow duck fish thing, tries to mug you. You-</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Let him mug you. Go to 2)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) You grab a nearby child and swing him around and around, knocking the yellow duck out. Go to 3)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">2. You let him mug you. The duck blindly runs off into the street and gets hit by a bus. You seem unfazed, but soon an employee of the restaurant bursts out the door and looks at you accusingly and shocked. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Cry loudly and exclaim you didn't do it. Go to 4)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) You look at him coldly before walking away. Go to 5)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">3. You run away blindly in fear, before getting randomly hit by a bus. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">4. The employee doesn't believe you, and threatens to call the cops. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Repeatedly exclaim that you didn't do it, hoping to scare him off. Go to 6)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Tackle him. Go to 7)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">5. He tackles you and grabs your neck. You can tell that he is about to make you bite the curb. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Push him off into the street. (8)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Let him. (9)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">6. He becomes frightened and runs blindly in the street. A truck selling cream cheese hits him, and he dies. The cream cheese truck turns blindly to you. You:</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">A) Get out of the way. (10)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">B) Do an Edward Cullen and push the truck away with your bare hands. (11)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">7. He throws you off and runs off. You continue to walk away as if nothing happened, and at the age of 26 you marry a hot babe named Divona, raise two kids for 10 years before realizing that they are not yours but your brother's, which led to your taking up booze, having a secret affair with your secretary and working late night shifts. One day you catch Divona and your bro in the act, and you blindly shoot them before running blindly to the street and getting hit by a truck. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">8. He gets hit by a bus. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU JERK. EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">9. You die. What the cupcake were you thinking?! EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">10. You survive. You continue to walk away as if nothing happened, and at the age of 26 you marry a hot babe named Divona, raise two kids for 10 years before realizing that they are not yours but your brother's, which led to your taking up booze, having a secret affair with your secretary and working late night shifts. One day you catch Divona and your bro in the act, and you blindly shoot them before running blindly to the street and getting hit by a truck. EPIC PHAIL</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">11. You die. What the cupcake were you thinking?! Edward Cullen doesn't exist, you silly goose!!! EPIC PHAIL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">EPIC END. :P</span></p>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-24489376591172051262009-12-10T17:11:00.000-08:002009-12-10T17:21:59.003-08:00Randomness from the dark hole in my skull :D<span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was her name. Little Miss was little. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was pretty. Petite, golden locks, blue eyes, and feminine curves.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was talented. Little Miss could sing and dance and play sports and had straight A's.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss. Little Miss was too perfect. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was probably snobby. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss probably thought she was better than everyone. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was probably spoiled and rich. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss probably slept with your boyfriend. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss probably slept with your teacher.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss has no friends.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was on her early morning jog. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Men grabbed Little Miss. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Men offered Little Miss money for a night.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss screamed no.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">People heard Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">The men took Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">The men did not pay Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss went to school.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">The men attended Little Miss' school.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">They told everyone that Little Miss begged them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">That Little Miss wanted it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">That Little Miss </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">craved </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss graduated.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss applied for a job.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was too much of a slut.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was too pretty to be smart.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss was too normal.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Little Miss cried all the way home.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Men grabbed Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody liked Little Miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">She was too perfect.</span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-39718259795524975312009-11-28T19:14:00.000-08:002009-11-28T19:18:50.792-08:00WOWZ!Lots of things have happened.<br /><br />And by a lot, I mean a cupcake load of A LOT.<br /><br />Like, my School Spelling Bee. I was second place. >.< (I lost on 'aquiescent'...grrr! >:O)<br /><br />So much I don't know where to begin. :/ So I won't, even though I can just look through my emails and copy & paste everything that has happened in my life.<br /><br />I'm lazy. xD I'm a procrastinator.<br /><br />Guys, email me, it's a lot quicker. And I go on more often there. :]<br /><br />CIAO DIBS!!!Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-90419765590443666352009-11-28T11:43:00.000-08:002009-11-28T12:00:56.555-08:00SO... :/Middle school is alright. It could be better, but I guess it's ok. Sure, I might be a B Student, but this is my schedule:<br /><br /><ul><li>Advanced World History</li><li>Intro to Advanced Algebra</li><li>Advanced P.E.</li><li>ELECTIVE: Art</li><li>Biology<br /></li><li>Advanced English</li></ul>So I guess my B's are ok. And I'm in six clubs. Isn't it understandable?<br /><br />Anyways, I can't really say much without worrying if anyone I don't want to read this...read this.<br /><br />I think I'm going to become an asexual. Love is overrated. Not all girls love love. I've been single my whole life and have been doing fine. (ish) I don't NEED love.<br /><br />Love is old. Overrated. You don't NEED it. Or at least, I don't need it.<br /><br />Or want it. Whatever. It's complicated, and for what? A hug? A kiss?<br /><br />I don't <span style="font-style: italic;">need </span>it.<br /><br />Anyways, besides my empty love life, my life has been going...blah. Life is dull.<br /><br />I've never been to Forever 21. H&M. Can't. It's not that I'm so busy, but my parents.<br /><br />I live far away from my school. In the hills. Places I want to go-to the mall with my friends, watch a movie with a bud-I've <span style="font-style: italic;">never </span>done that.<br /><br />Last year, my dad told me to wait until 13. Apparently I'm going to be kidnapped in a movie theatre.<br /><br />This year, my parents' schedules are packed. Even if I was 13, I can't go anywhere. I need a ride. They're not home.<br /><br />So this is why most of my life consists of me bored at home, doing absolutely nothing at all.<br /><br />We go to parties to people I don't know. While they're partying and chatting with their friends I'm bored and alone.<br /><br />Or we go to my little brother's best friend's house. I hate going there, but they tell me that I'm selfish.<br /><br />I can't tell my parents to quit their jobs so I can hang out with my friends. I just wanted to be...trusted a little bit, you know?<br /><br />It's just not <span style="font-style: italic;">fair</span>.<br /><br />But I've never been to a friend from my school's house unless we absolutely HAVE to, or it's a party. <span style="font-style: italic;">Never </span>just to hang out.<br /><br />If my parents don't know them, they won't let me.<br /><br />I hate Santa Claus. I want to know that someone will still care about me enough to give me a present, not caring if I was bad or not.<br /><br />But I'll try to be good, because this year, I want something-<span style="font-style: italic;">a social life</span>.Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-20539971908245880712009-11-26T10:34:00.000-08:002009-11-26T10:36:25.369-08:00Happy Thanksgiving!!!!If there's anything I really should be thankful for, is that I have you guys as my friends!!!!<br /><br />I'm soooowwwwy I haven't been on lately. :(<br /><br />Lots of things have happened.<br /><br />Maybe I'll tell you next post!!!!<br /><br />Have you forgotten about meeeeh? D:<br /><br />Also, if you can, email me! It's much easier for me than to log on to Blogger. ^^"<br /><br />CIAO, MY BRILLIANT BEAUTIFUL DIBS!!!!Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-46784071628782473332009-11-06T19:22:00.000-08:002009-11-06T19:28:53.436-08:00I don't wanna push it, I don't wanna fight, but this feeling keeps me up all night<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I hate hormones.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No no no-I LOVE hormones.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No...I hate it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No...ummm????</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You know what, you know what, it just SUCKS. OK?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And that crap about how 12 year olds are too young to do anything sucks, too.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So there!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That is all.<br /><br />And...and if you know the title of this song, you'll agree with me!<br /><br />SO HA!<br /><br />DON'T FIGHT IT! (Fight WHAT?!?!?)<br /><br />@_@<br /></span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-81051382531621630672009-10-31T09:04:00.000-07:002009-10-31T09:24:55.914-07:00But tramps like us, baby we were born to run.<span style="font-style: italic;">~The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide~</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">So...HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE!</span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-41406996655048698192009-10-30T14:56:00.000-07:002009-10-30T14:58:07.174-07:00Dibsy? Who's that? Oh, no one special. She died a long time ago for being stupid.Hullo. I've been bloggy dead for about two weeks, and seriously...I've missed you guys!!! :(<br /><br />Crap...I've been so behind...ugghhgghghghghghghhhhhhhhh!!! >.<<br /><br />-hugs- :(Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-70773402147468034302009-10-17T09:21:00.000-07:002009-10-17T09:59:08.320-07:00My longest first post that actually lives up to the blog's name :]<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />My blog is called the Utmost Uncensored Life of Dibsy. LIFE. :] So this post will actually be the longest, and possibly FIRST post that actually lives up to its duty.<br /><br />SO!!!<br /><br />Heeeereeeee weeeee goooo!!!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Oct. 5</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I hate middle school. I miss the nice teachers, my straight 4's, my knowing of people and them vice versa.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I finally met Jose, and not the Filipino Jose or the black Jose (I think? Maybe he's just tan) Bianca used to like. (Bianca is one of my new friends) Mexican Jose, the one from myspace, brother of Mexican Luis, not Salvadoran Luis. Jose and Luis.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Anyways, he seems really nice, even in real life. Like when Filipino Jose scared me, making me drop my pencils, he bent down and helped pick them up. I'm worried that when I said, "You're a butt, Jose" he thought I was calling him that, even though I was talking to Filipino Jose.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >FROM NOW ON!!! Mexican Jose is MJ, Filipino Jose is FJ, and black Jose is BJ. I have now made my life easier. (And then I drew a picture of FJ and an arrow pointing to his hair saying he had a bad haircut)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >UGH. I hate writing like this. I miss my computer.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" >OH! Podcasting club today. Jason is treasurer. I didn't vote for him, I voted for Mario, but I don't care because I love Jason more than Mario anyways.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span><hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Oct. 7.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Bianca says BJ is actually a Mexican. So I have MJ and MJ and FJ. And FJ doesn't wanna be called FJ. (I drew a picture of him with a thumbs down and a sign saying JOSE PECZON DOES NOT APPROVE) I'd call him JP, but there's already a JP here. (And, you know...) I'd also call MJ JR, for Jose Ruiz, but I know too many JR's already.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >It seems everyone is working to make my life difficult.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >I won a cookie from Subway. I found it on a mint container. It expires 10/18. Of course, my mo will not drive me to Subway. What if I'm the one millionth winner and obtain $1000? This is my mother's fault.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >MJ2 (originally BJ) lets me hug him. Bianca says I'm the only one she's seen him hug, and that it's sort of an accomplishment. I feel special.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Jason wrote Jason XOXO on my binder with my pencil. He drew a big heart around his name and a funny little person, and told Lucha that I liked him, and we started laughing. I wish I did. I know he means nothing by it but it still seems strange and sweet at the same time. Oh vells. Yay.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Ryan still looks like he wears eyeliner and like he's on something. He's probably overdosing on caffeine, he's always vibrating and sleeping. HM. I think he'd be VERY VERY VERY pretty as a girl. Hmmm... (draws picture of Ryan, Ryan trembling, and Ryan as a girl)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Journalism tomorrow. I doubt my appearance. :(</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >(fast forward, but still on the same page)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Oct. 9</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Chastine Insigne wants me to draw her. (insert picture of Chastine here) <----there</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >Oct. 8</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >MJ2 turns out to be a MexiAsian. Strange, he doesn't look it. But now I can call him teh MexiAsian...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >I am, once again, thoroughly depressed and suicidal, as once again, I got a crap grade. On my journal (apparently I'm not organized enough) and my flow map (F, but I hardly even use flow maps)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >I HATE MIDDLE SCHOOL. I miss Steppy D. Yvette. Leah. Julia. Urbandictionary and fmylife.com, even. Shugofa. Levi. EVERYONE.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >ALSO! FJ/JP/Peczon is absent today. HUM. Though Narek Kesishyan (or something) and Yra are finally here. Narek has nice eyes when he takes off his glasses, I want them. They're big and brown and he has long eyelashes. It's a weird contrast with his moustache, though it suits his shortness. (draws Narek)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >Carmen, or Karmen, but probably Carmen, from my art class and who's in sixth grade, thinks me and Jason are related. Or that we like each other. I'm not into incest.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Oct. 9</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I have actually brought this to school. Now I'm imagining myself as that girl from the Princess Diaries, Mia or something. Even though I do not have a Michael in my life, though I do have a JP, but I don't think he's some user who smelled like dry cleaner fluid. I have not seen him use people like tissues yet, and he smells like baby powder, even though he doesn't anymore. (What happened?) </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I got an F on my math test. Jason corrected it. 15.5 out of 34...! The only one who got an F... (Jason got a D) Lucha and Jason tried to comfort me, but it just made me more sad.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Anyways, I cried and I sobbed HARD all the way to P.E. Levi did not help, he gathered everyone around and was all like, "Everyone, say goodbye to Toby." (Because I told Lucha and Jason that my parents were thinking of transferring me to an easier school if I kept getting bad grades)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I do not know how he already knew what I said, but I think Jason told him in the locker rooms, which I thought was weird because I always imagined boys in the locker room changing as fast as they can before leaving.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Well, now I know. MY expression was all wrinkled and scrunched up and wet and sweaty and salty with tears of depression and misery, and Levi did not help!!!!! >:(</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Anyways, Jason told him that that was mean, and he was just going to make me cry more, which I was VERY thankful for. By the time I had to do my curl ups test in PE, I had pretty much calmed down and wasn't crying anymore. I passed, 21 curl ups. (21 curl ups was when they stopped the radio)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Art was pretty boring, as all we did was make bookmarks for Drug Free Is The KEy. I wish they didn't place the keys there already, because it was very hard to work with them, especially the one where the key took the place.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >It limited my creativity. Carmen was in a bad mood, too, so we didn't get to talk much, either.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Science was pretty boring, also. We have a test AND a prompt on Monday. I pray to God-PLEASE LET ME START GETTING GOOD GRADES!!! Amen. v.v</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Adv. Eng. was sort of amusin, even though PecPec (Jose Peczon) was absent again. I suspect murder and foul play, but most of all I suspect Chastine. (It's obvious she thinks he's annoying...)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Mrs. Mazur wanted to know why I didn't show up for Journalism, because I was the only one with an idea.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I let Yra write in here, simply because the things I write here are secrets, and they're not really secrets, they're just my life. And I miss Steph D, who's always reading about my life.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >But she didn't, and I'm disappointed. :/</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Then I walked to Delia's house (my x neighbor) with Nobo and Jazmin and such. Sammy dyed her hair, now it's purplish.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I loitered there for a while before going back to Cerritos (:D) where I was hit with nostalgia, where I was reunited with that fact that I really miss being in elementary school. (Crystal Maravilla was there for a little while too for her nephew)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I loitered there for a while, too, before seeing Jappu. (JP) He and Jessica were selling chocolate. I bought a caramel from Jessica)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Then slowly, everyone else started to come, too-Nobo, Sammy, Chris G. James Sais, I was talking with them until I turned around and I saw...CARLOS!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I screamed and hugged him really, really hard. :D (As in hug, threw myself up, he's tall now)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Anyways, I had to leave soon, and then my dad came, and I told him about my F, I cried and I screamed a lot, and the rest of the day consisted of my studying, though me and my brother and my dad played table tennis at Highland Park and ate from Jolibee.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I rate this day a 7 out of 10... :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">NEXT WEEK</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Jose is soooosooooo nice!!! (MJ) :D Here's our convo while we were standing in line:<br /><br />"What do you have after this?" -Jose<br />"Ummm...life science. :D" Me<br />"Oh...is it advanced?" -J<br />"Um...no...I don't think so..." -M<br />"Oh, cuz you're really smart..." -J<br /><br />And that made me really smile, inside and out. I wish I could have said more than a simple, "Thanks." :)<br /><br />We had school on Friday even though it was <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_2">Columbus Day</span>. >.> I guess people decided to stop and think,<br /><br />"Oh, what did Columbus do, anyways?"<br />"Oh, he discovered America."<br />"Didn't people already know America? Didn't the Indians knew where they lived? Didn't Columbus capture Indians and brought them back to Europe, like souvenirs?"<br />"Oh."<br />"That's right-COLUMBUS DIDN'T DO SHI-"<br /><br />Excuse me. V.V<br /><br />MY WEEK!!!<br /><br />And believe me, this week is much more interesting than the last!!! :o Because...ummm...WE'RE REINTRODUCING A FAMILIAR CHARACTER, OF WHOM YOU HAVE PROBABLY FORGOTTEN AND THINK IS NO LONGER A PART OF MY LIFE!!! (Wowz, it's like I'm writing a story...)<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Oct. 12<br /><br />WHEW! Busy, busy day today. First off, Mrs. Van Fleet (Mrs. VF) assigned us all Unit Covers for Islam, and I don't have a printer (you have to print the unit cover) so I stayed most of my snack giving birth to/printing my cover.<br /><br />Then, I realized I forgot my PE clothes, so I had to run a mile in my regular clothing. Skinny jeans were not made to run with. My time was low-low-low-12:13. Sigh...<br /><br />I had art next. Because I planned to go to the <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_3">Spelling Bee</span> (middle <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_4">school spelling bee</span>, I'm planning on dominating it again this year :D) at lunch, which was the same time I was to go to ABCD (this drug prevention club) I asked for the application in advance (you go to a drug prevention camp thing and make an animation with an animation studio about drug prevention) I probably missed some things, but I think it was worth it.<br /><br />Spelling bee. I checked room 4202 (where it supposedy was) in advance so I wouldn't get lost. The door was closed and no one was there. "Strange," I thought.<br /><br />Then I went to the lunch area and started asking people if they were going to the Spelling Bee. I didn't want to go alone. :(<br /><br />I asked James <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_5">Capistrano</span> (Jamz/ Peanut Butter /Cappuchino) if he was going, and he said no, though he told me I should ask JP. (whom I call Jappu, because I love nicknames) Jappu didn't know there was a spelling bee thing today, but he agreed, anyways.<br /><br />We ran to 4202 and by that time I was sweating and breathing heavily. Still, the door was closed and no one was there. "?" was my thought.<br /><br />Then this teacher, who's room was next to 4202, asked us what we wanted, and I said we were waiting for the Spelling Bee thing.<br /><br />She told us it was actually in room 3202, 4202 was the room of my podcasting club, which is afterschool.<br /><br />Jappu laughed at me, and I felt stupid. Cry... (insert sketch of my sulking and Jappu laughing at me with his pizza, because I got him out of lunch while he was eating)<br /><br />So we ran to 3202, which luckily, Jappu knew.<br /><br />As we came in, it turns out a few people were already there, and the teacher was this guy named Mr. Watkins.<br /><br />He seemed pretty straight-forward, saying things like, "If you're not a natural speller, you might as well leave." and other things that miffed me.<br /><br />When we came in, he asked us what teacher suggested us to come into the Spelling Bee. Jappu and I freeze. WAS a teacher supposed to suggest us? I thought frantically.<br /><br />"Um...no..." I murmur, my head down.<br /><br />"Oh, so you came all by yourself then. Go take a seat. You're late." I felt relieved, and me and Jappu sat next to each other. I noticed that everyone else had papers, and we did not, and Mr. W didn't give us it.<br /><br />He was, as I said, straight forward. He said we'd be in teams of 4, and only the top 4 would compete in the District. (Erg. I hate teams. What if one of us get it wrong? Then we all lose!) Then he started throwing words at us to spell.<br /><br />"Cubicle."<br /><br />"C-U-B-I-C-L-E." JP spells.<br /><br />Mr. W doesn't seem impressed. But here's thing thing-<br /><br />everyone else got it wrong!!! It was weird...but then, it was my turn...<br /><br />"Imperative."<br /><br />"Hm?" I leaned forward.<br /><br />"Imperative."<br /><br />"Ohhhh. I-M-P-E-R-A-T-I-V-E."<br /><br />"...that's correct." NOW he seems impressed<br /><br />Then the whole class seemed silent, and everyone was looking at me. <span style="font-style: italic;">What?</span> I think. <span style="font-style: italic;">It's not a big deal...but I guess, if everyone else gets it wrong except for me and Jappu it is, but Jappu got it right and everyone was all like blah...</span><br /><br />From then on, whenever someone spelled something wrong, the teacher threw the word at me. And let me tell you-I had to spell a lot of words. >.< style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;">2</span>????"<br /><br />'What about JP'? I think. Both me and Jappu realized then-he didn't notice.<br /><br />WTF???? JP whispered to me. I agreed.<br /><br />Then this eighth grader, coming from ABCD (Ha! He's LATE! And I'M not, because I thought ahead!!!) got them right, too.<br /><br />"Only 3???? These are easy words, people, easy words. The rest of you guys might as well QUIT."<br /><br />WTF???????????????????????????? JP's reaction had not changed, because he got the word right and the teacher!!!! did not acknowledge it. >.< style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_6">Spelling Bee Words List, the paper everyone else got except us. I made sure to say my thanks to JP, of course. (The list was the exact ones we got in the District!!!)<br /><br />After everyone left, I lingered.<br /><br />"So, it's every Monday, lunch?"<br /><br />"Yes."<br /><br />I turned around to leave before stopping to add something.<br /><br />"Oh! Um, it was four people."<br /><br />"Excuse me?"<br /><br />"4 people spelled it right. The guy next to me..." I gestured to JP's seat. "He got it right. Cubicle."<br /><br />"Oh. And his name..."<br /><br />"JP. John Paul. 7th Grade. We were...we were both at the GUSD <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_7">District Spelling Bee</span> thing. So..."<br /><br />"OK...I'll be looking out for him too, I guess."<br /><br />"Thank you." I turned around and left.<br /><br />I may not like JP anymore, but that doesn't stop me from doing my random acts of kindness. :D It's like my giving random people cookies, except this time, I actually owed JP...I mean, he said it himself as were walking to 3202, "I don't feel like spelling in front of thousands of people..."<br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />Podcasting. In other words, filming. At 4202, Mr. Wolcott. A jolly, balding man with cherub feautures.<br /><br />We were to rarely have meetings, but we had one today to get in groups. In our groups, we would design a script, film, and schedule our work time.<br /><br />Jason was probably in a full group already. (At least 5 people) I didn't even try him.<br /><br />Halloween Dance coming up. I'm planning on coming, as you knoq. Mr. W2 wants volunteers to paint a backdrop and people to photograph people at the dance.<br /><br />I signed up to paint the backdrop. The secretary of podcasting is this girl who looks <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_8">Korean</span> named Erika, who I mostly know from this girl named Vanessa and Sandy. I barely know<br /><br />Vanessa, but she was in a lot of my classes. Sandy used to sit behind me in <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255798052_9">World History</span>.<br /><br />Finding this a chance to make new friends, (isn't that what clubs are for? hanging out with jason all the time can get dull...) I asked if all three of them were joining up and if they were, if they were full. They were, and they had 4 ppl.<br /><br />I asked them if I could join, and they said sure. :] We don't have any ideas yet, but I'm pretty happy as we are. (Our first filmabob is 10/19, Monday lunch. Unfortunately, I can't attend, which you can probably guess why.)<br /><br />Also, Carlos called!!! YESNESS!!!<br /><br />Then when I went home, I studied. That is all. >.><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Oct. 13</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">If all the planets alligned into one:</span><br /><br /></span><ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">MONDAY: lunch, Spelling Bee w/Jappu and Podcasting w/Erika, Vanessa, Sandy (???)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">TUES: Guitar w/Sarah, Renee, Jesse, Jose Ruiz, Yves, etc.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">WED: Tutoring</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">THURS: Journalism w/Nobo/Chantal, even though they're thinking of quitting (!!!)</span></li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Not to mention ABCD, which Ryan and Nobo are going to, also.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Speaking of the Spelling Bee (SB) JP's thinking about quitting. :( I told him the angelic, selfless thing I did, and after more persistence (i.e.-shared my food) he finally agreed.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I JUST DON'T WANNA BE ALONE, OK????</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">It was raining today. I love the rain, even though rain is just the sky crying. Think about it-the cloud holds it all in, but when it's too heavy, it cries.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I have officially joined ABCD, btw!! It's like a drug prevention thing where you go to some camp and learn about drugs and go in contact with this animation studio and make a cartoon all about drug prevention.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I already have some ideas for a cartoon from my book makr. :]</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I also got my progress report today. I had to go to the office because they sent it to the wrong address, and there was a line of other people with the same predicament.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">My was report was ok...I guess... >.></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Afterschool, I noticed something strange. My dad hadn't picked me up. I called him, and he wouldn't answer.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">A few minutes later, he called and it turns out he just woke up. My heart sank. It's about a 15min drive from my house to my school, and, as I said before, the weather...wasn't satisfactory...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">My first thought was to go to the office. But what about my little bro? Jordan has already been waiting 15 minutes. (CES ends 15min before RMS)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I didn't know the route. Suddenly, FLASHBACK!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I was little. It was back in the day before I met you. I was in a bus. The driver was a black, dread locked man in big sunglasses.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">We were driving to CES. I was really outspoken back then, having a convo with the bus driver. I was watching the road, yelling out familiar places to my school.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">The man joked around, and eventually we went to my school. My mind focused on the road.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">A street...where people...lots of companies...sold cars.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">By that time, I had walked to the end of my block, and I looked in front of me. Here's the thing-IT WAS THE SAME STREET I WAS IMAGINING.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I told my dad briefly that I was picking up Jordan. And I set off, as if I knew my route all this time. (Along with my huge backpack, that's so big it looks like I'm going to topple over D:)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">It was a simple one-just walk straight across. MY backpack was chafing my shoulders.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">It was a long, lonely walk (possibly 2 miles) but in about 15 minutes (WOOT) and by the time I was about to cross the street to CES, I saw my dad's car pull up.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I ran across the street and picked up Jordan. As an apology, my dad brought us to Chow Chicken at the mall, where I bought shampoo/conditioner.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">After that, I studied and did my homework for practically the whole day. By the time I was able to write this, it was 9pm. I had to beg my dad to finish writing this.</span><br /><br /></span><hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Oct. 14</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Tutoring afterschool. It was with Teo, Cesar, and Aleksei.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">I'm gonna leave it to you what happened.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">This basically sums up two weeks of my life. xD</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">CIAO, DARLINGS!!!</span><br /></span><br /><br /></span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-63259492196652624332009-10-10T15:25:00.000-07:002009-10-10T15:32:07.072-07:00The Fall of The Dibsian Empire?<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I got a B on my world history class. :( </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And because of this, my dad has cut internet from me on weekdays.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So I can only go online on weekends. :(</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><br />SO!!! WHO WANTS TO BE A MEMBER ON MY BLOG???? AND DON'T GIVE ME THE, "I'M SORRY, BUT I'M NOT DIBBY ENOUGH" SPEECH!!!!!!!! I NEED SOMEONE TO BE ON, WHEN I'M NOT!!! THIS BLOG...NEEDS...AIR!!! LOVE!!! AND PEOPLE!!!!<br /><br />SO YOU!!! AND I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!! >:( YOU'RE HIRED, WHETHER YOU WANT TO BE OR NOT!!! I JUST NEED TO KNOW WHO'S HIRED...<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Anyways, just to keep my comment feed happy...here's the game:</span><br /><br /><ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><li>Comment on this post, using only three words, following the commentor above you...like that one game we once played!!! :D</li></ul><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">FAREWELL, DIBS!!!</span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-29866903935019098472009-09-30T19:18:00.000-07:002009-09-30T19:19:11.583-07:00CHILDREN BOOKS YOU WILL NEVER SEE!!!<ul><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Strangers Have the Best Candy</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Little Sissy Who Snitched</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some Kittens Can Fly!</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Kathy Was So Bad Her Mom Stopped Loving Her</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Attention Deficit Disorder Association’s Book of Wild<br />Animals of North Amer-Hey! Let’s Go Ride Our Bikes!</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Kid’s Guide to Hitchhiking</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You Are Different and That’s Bad</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dad’s New Wife Michael</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">POP! Goes the Hamster…and Other Great Microwave Games</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Curious George and the High Voltage Fence</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Boy Who Died From Eating All His Vegetables</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Things Rich Kids Have, But You Never Will</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Care Bears Maul Some Campers and Are Shot Dead</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How to Become the Dominant Military Power in Your<br />Elementary School Controlling the Playground: Respect<br />Through Fear</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">What is That Dog Doing to That Other Dog?</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Why Can’t Mr. Fork and Ms. Electrical Outlet Be Friends?</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Bi-Curious George</li><li>Daddy Drinks Because You Cry</li></ul>LMAO!!!<br /><br />My thanks to chainletters.net! xDDibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-76047356185586147292009-09-22T16:37:00.000-07:002009-09-22T16:39:43.377-07:00The day I was born was dedicated to Ferris wheelsI bet you didn't know what real day you were born on...OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T KNOW!!! xDDDD<br /><br /><p>January 1 is. . . . . .First Foot Day and Z Day<br />January 2 is . . . . .Run Up the Flagpole and See if Anybody Salutes It Day<br />January 3 is . . . . .Festival of Sleep Day<br />January 4 is . . . . .Trivia Day and Humiliation Day<br />January 5 is . . . . .Bird Day<br />January 6 is . . . . .Bean Day<br />January 7 is . . . . .Old Rock Day<br />January 8 is . . . . . National Joy Germ Day and Man Watcher’s Day<br />January 9 is . . . . . Play God Day<br />January 10 is . . . . Peculiar People Day<br />January 11 is . . . . National Step in a Puddle and Splash Your Friend Day<br />January 12 is . . . . Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day<br />January 13 is . . . . Make Your Dream Come True Day and Blame Someone<br />Else Day<br />January 14 is . . . . National Dress Up Your Pet Day<br />January 15 is . . . . Hat Day<br />January 16 is . . . . Hot and Spicy Food International Day and National<br />Nothing Day<br />January 17 is . . . . Blessing of the Animals at the Cathedral Day<br />January 18 is . . . . Winnie the Pooh Day<br />January 19 is . . . . National Popcorn Day<br />January 20 is . . . . National Buttercrunch Day<br />January 21 is . . . . National Hugging Day<br />January 22 is . . . . National Answer Your Cat’s Question Day, National<br />Blonde Brownie Day<br />January 23 is . . . . National Handwriting Day, National Pie Day,<br />Measure Your Feet Day<br />January 24 is . . . . Eskimo Pie Patent Day<br />January 25 is . . . . Opposite Day<br />January 26 is . . . . Australia Day<br />January 27 is . . . . Punch the Clock Day and Thomas Crapper Day<br />January 28 is . . . . National Kazoo Day, Clash Day, Rattle Snake<br />Roundup Day<br />January 29 is . . . . National Cornchip Day<br />January 30 is . . . . Escape Day<br />January 31 is . . . . National Popcorn Day and Child Labor Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />February 1 is . . . . . Serpent Day<br />February 2 is . . . . . Purification Day<br />February 3 is . . . . . Cordova Ice Worm Day<br />February 4 is . . . . . Create A Vacuum Day<br />February 5 is . . . . . Disaster Day<br />February 6 is . . . . . Lame Duck Day<br />February 7 is . . . . . Charles Dickens Day<br />February 8 is . . . . . Kite Flying Day<br />February 9 is . . . . . Toothache Day<br />February 10 is . . . . Umbrella Day<br />February 11 is . . . . White Tee-shirt Day and Don’t Cry Over Spilled<br />Milk Day<br />February 12 is . . . . National Plum Pudding Day<br />February 13 is . . . . Get A Different Name Day and Dream Your Sweet Day<br />February 14 is . . . . Ferris Wheel Day and National Heart to Heart Day (YAY!!!!!!!!)<br />February 15 is . . . . National Gum Drop Day<br />February 16 is . . . . Do A Grouch A Favor Day<br />February 17 is . . . . Champion Crab Races Day<br />February 18 is . . . . National Battery Day<br />February 19 is . . . . National Chocolate Mint Day<br />February 20 is . . . . Hoodie Hoo Day<br />February 21 is . . . . Card Reading Day<br />February 22 is . . . . Be Humble Day<br />February 23 is . . . . International Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day<br />February 24 is . . . . National Tortilla Chip Day<br />February 25 is . . . . Pistol Patent Day (Samuel Colt)<br />February 26 is . . . . National Pistachio Day<br />February 27 is . . . . International Polar Bear Day<br />February 28 is . . . . Public Sleeping Day<br />February 29 is . . . . National Surf and Turf Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />March 1 is . . . . . National Pig Day and Peanut Butter Lover’s Day<br />March 2 is . . . . . Old Stuff Day<br />March 3 is . . . . . I Want You To Be Happy Day, Peach Blossom Day,<br />National Anthem Day<br />March 4 is . . . . . Holy Experiment Day<br />March 5 is . . . . . Personality Day<br />March 6 is . . . . . National Frozen Food Day<br />March 7 is . . . . . National Crown Roast Of Pork Day<br />March 8 is . . . . . Be Nasty Day<br />March 9 is . . . . . Panic Day<br />March 10 is . . . . Festival Of Life In The Cracks Day<br />March 11 is . . . . Johnny Appleseed Day and Worship of Tools Day<br />March 12 is . . . . Alfred Hitchcock Day<br />March 13 is . . . . Jewel Day<br />March 14 is . . . . National Potato Chip Day<br />March 15 is . . . . Buzzard’s Day and Everything You Think Is Wrong Day<br />March 16 is . . . . Everything You Do Is Right Day<br />March 17 is . . . . Submarine Day<br />March 18 is . . . . Supreme Sacrifice Day<br />March 19 is . . . . Poultry Day<br />March 20 is . . . . Proposal Day and Festival Of Extraterrestrial<br />Abductions Day<br />March 21 is . . . . Fragrance Day<br />March 22 is . . . . National Goof-off Day<br />March 23 is . . ….National Organize Your Home Office Day and National<br />Chip and Dip Day<br />March 24 is . . . . National Chocolate Covered Raisins Day<br />March 25 is . . . . Pecan Day and Waffle Day<br />March 26 is . . . . Make Up Your Own Holiday Day and Spinach Festival<br />Day<br />March 27 is . . . . National “Joe” Day More Info on National “Joe” Day<br />March 28 is . . . . Something On A Stick Day<br />March 29 is . . . . Festival Of Smoke and Mirrors Day<br />March 30 is . . . . I Am In Control Day<br />March 31 is . . . . Bunsen Burner Day and National Clams On The Half<br />Shell Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />April 1 is . . . . . One Cent Day<br />April 2 is . . . . . National Peanut Butter and Jelly Day<br />April 3 is . . . . . Tweed Day and Don’t Go To Work Unless It’s Fun Day<br />April 4 is . . . . . Tell-A-Lie Day<br />April 5 is . . . . . Go For Broke Day<br />April 6 is . . . . . Sorry Charlie Day More Info on Sorry Charlie Day<br />April 7 is . . . . . No Housework Day<br />April 8 is . . . . . All Is Ours Day<br />April 9 is . . . . . Winston Churchill Day and Name Yourself Day<br />April 10 is . . . . Golfers Day<br />April 11 is . . . . Eight-Track Tape Day<br />April 12 is . . . . Look Up At The Sky Day<br />April 13 is . . . . Blame Somebody Else Day<br />April 14 is . . . . National Pecan Day<br />April 15 is . . . . Rubber Eraser Day<br />April 16 is . . . . National Stress Awareness Day and National Eggs<br />Benedict Day<br />April 17 is . . . . National Cheeseball Day<br />April 18 is . . . . International Jugglers Day<br />April 19 is . . . . National Garlic Day<br />April 20 is . . . . Look Alike Day<br />April 21 is . . . . Kindergarten Day<br />April 22 is . . . . National Jelly Bean Day<br />April 23 is . . . . Read Me Day and World Laboratory Animal Day<br />April 24 is . . . . National Pigs In A Blanket Day<br />April 25 is . . . . National Zucchini Bread Day<br />April 26 is . . . . Richter Scale Day and National Pretzel Day<br />April 27 is . . . . Tell A Story Day<br />April 28 is . . . . Great Poetry Reading Day and Kiss-Your-Mate Day<br />April 29 is . . . . National Shrimp Scampi Day<br />April 30 is . . . . National Honesty Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />May 1 is . . . . . Mother Goose Day and Save The Rhino Day<br />May 2 is . . . . . Fire Day<br />May 3 is . . . . . Lumpy Rug Day<br />May 4 is . . . . . National Candied Orange Peel Day<br />May 5 is . . . . . National Hoagie Day<br />May 6 is . . . . . Beverage Day<br />May 7 is . . . . . International Tuba Day, Paste Up Day, National<br />Roast Leg of Lamb Day<br />May 8 is . . . . . No Socks Day and Have A Coke Day<br />May 9 is . . . . . Lost Sock Memorial Day<br />May 10 is . . . . Clean Up Your Room Day<br />May 11 is . . . . Eat What You Want Day and Twilight Zone Day<br />May 12 is . . . . Limerick Day<br />May 13 is . . . . Leprechaun Day<br />May 14 is . . . . National Dance Like A Chicken Day<br />May 15 is . . . . National Chocolate Chip Day<br />May 16 is . . . . Wear Purple For Peace Day<br />May 17 is . . . . Pack Rat Day<br />May 18 is . . . . International Museum Day and Visit Your Relatives Day<br />May 19 is . . . . Frog Jumping Jubilee Day<br />May 20 is . . . . Eliza Doolittle Day<br />May 21 is . . . . National Memo Day and National Waitresses/Waiters Day<br />May 22 is . . . . Buy-A-Musical-Instrument Day<br />May 23 is . . . . Penny Day<br />May 24 is . . . . National Escargot Day<br />May 25 is . . . . National Tap Dance Day<br />May 26 is . . . . Grey Day<br />May 27 is . . . . Body Painting Arts Festival<br />May 28 is . . . . National Hamburger Day<br />May 29 is . . . . End Of The Middle Ages Day<br />May 30 is . . . . My Bucket’s Got A Hole In It Day<br />May 31 is . . . . National Macaroon Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p> <p>June 5 is . . . . . Festival Of Popular Delusions Day<br />June 6 is . . . . . Teacher’s Day and National Applesauce Cake Day<br />JunJune 1 is . . . . . Dare Day<br />June 2 is . . . . . National Rocky Road Day<br />June 3 is . . . . . Repeat Day<br />June 4 is . . . . . Old Maid’s Daye 7 is . . . . . National Chocolate<br />Ice Cream Day<br />June 8 is . . . . . Name Your Poison Day<br />June 9 is . . . . . Donald Duck Day<br />June 10 is . . . . National Yo-yo Day<br />June 11 is . . . . National Hug Holiday and King Kamehameha Day<br />June 12 is . . . . Machine Day<br />June 13 is . . . . National Juggling Day and Kitchen Klutzes Of America<br />Day<br />June 14 is . . . . Pop Goes The Weasel Day<br />June 15 is . . . . Smile Power Day<br />June 16 is . . . . National Hollerin’ Contest Day<br />June 17 is . . . . Watergate Day and Eat Your Vegetables Day<br />June 18 is . . . . International Panic Day<br />June 19 is . . . . World Sauntering Day<br />June 20 is . . . . Ice Cream Soda Day<br />June 21 is . . . .Cuckoo Warning Day More Info on Cuckoo Warning Day<br />June 22 is . . . . National Chocolate Eclair Day<br />June 23 is . . . . National Pink Day<br />June 24 is . . . . Museum Comes To Life Day<br />June 25 is . . . . Log Cabin Day<br />June 26 is . . . . National Chocolate Pudding Day<br />June 27 is . . . . National Columnists Day<br />June 28 is . . . . Paul Bunyan Day<br />June 29 is . . . . Camera Day<br />June 30 is . . . . Meteor Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />July 1 is . . . . . Creative Ice Cream Flavor Day and Build A Scarecrow<br />Day<br />July 2 is . . . . . Visitation Of The Virgin Mary Day<br />July 3 is . . . . . Stay Out Of The Sun Day and Compliment Your Mirror<br />Day<br />July 4 is . . . . . National Country Music Day and Tom Sawyer<br />Fence-Painting Day<br />July 5 is . . . . . Workaholics Day<br />July 6 is . . . . . National Fried Chicken Day<br />July 7 is . . . . . National Strawberry Sundae Day<br />July 8 is . . . . . Video Games Day<br />July 9 is . . . . . National Sugar Cookie Day<br />July 10 is . . . . Clerihew Day<br />July 11 is . . . . National Cheer Up The Lonely Day<br />July 12 is . . . . National Pecan Pie Day<br />July 13 is . . . . Fool’s Paradise Day<br />July 14 is . . . . National Nude Day<br />July 15 is . . . . National Tapioca Pudding Day and Respect Canada Day<br />July 16 is . . . . International Juggling Day<br />July 17 is . . . . National Peach Ice Cream Day<br />July 18 is . . . . National Ice Cream Day and National Caviar Day<br />July 19 is . . . . Flitch Day<br />July 20 is . . . . Ugly Truck Contest Day<br />July 21 is . . . . National Tug-Of-War Tournament Day<br />July 22 is . . . . Ratcatcher’s Day<br />July 23 is . . . . National Vanilla Ice Cream Day<br />July 24 is . . . . Amelia Earhart Day<br />July 25 is . . . . Threading The Needle Day<br />July 26 is . . . . All Or Nothing Day<br />July 27 is . . . . Take Your Pants For A Walk Day<br />July 28 is . . . . National Milk Chocolate Day<br />July 29 is . . . . Cheese Sacrifice Purchase Day<br />July 30 is . . . . National Cheesecake Day<br />July 31 is . . . . Parent’s Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />August 1 is . . . . . Friendship Day and National Raspberry Cream Pie<br />Day<br />August 2 is . . . . . National Ice Cream Sandwich Day<br />August 3 is . . . . . National Watermelon Day<br />August 4 is . . . . . Twins Day Festival<br />August 5 is . . . . . National Mustard Day<br />August 6 is . . . . . Wiggle Your Toes Day<br />August 7 is . . . . . Sea Serpent Day<br />August 8 is . . . . . National Sneak Some Zucchini Onto Your Neighbor’s<br />Porch Night<br />August 9 is . . . . . National Polka Festival<br />August 10 is . . . . Lazy Day<br />August 11 is . . . . Presidential Joke Day<br />August 12 is . . . . Middle Child’s Day<br />August 13 is . . . . Blame Someone Else Day<br />August 14 is . . . . National Creamsicle Day<br />August 15 is . . . . National Relaxation Day and National Failures Day<br />August 16 is . . . . Bratwurst Festival<br />August 17 is . . . . National Thriftshop Day<br />August 18 is . . . . Bad Poetry Day<br />August 19 is . . . . Potato Day<br />August 20 is . . . . National Radio Day<br />August 21 is . . . . National Spumoni Day<br />August 22 is . . . . Be An Angel Day<br />August 23 is . . . . National Spongecake Day<br />August 24 is . . . . Knife Day<br />August 25 is . . . . Kiss-And-Make-Up Day<br />August 26 is . . . . National Cherry Popsicle Day<br />August 27 is . . . . Petroleum Day<br />August 28 is . . . . World Sauntering Day<br />August 29 is . . . . More Herbs, Less Salt Day<br />August 30 is . . . . National Toasted Marshmallow Day<br />August 31 is . . . . National Trail Mix Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />September 1 is . . . . . Emma M. Nutt Day<br />September 2 is . . . . . National Beheading Day<br />September 3 is . . . . . Skyscraper Day<br />September 4 is . . . . . Newspaper Carrier Day<br />September 5 is . . . . . Be Late For Something Day<br />September 6 is . . . . . Fight Procrastination Day<br />September 7 is . . . . . Neither Rain Nor Snow Day<br />September 8 is . . . . . National Date Nut Bread Day and Pardon Day<br />September 9 is . . . . . Teddy Bear Day<br />September 10 is . . . . Swap Ideas Day<br />September 11 is . . . . No News Is Good News Day<br />September 12 is . . . . National Pet Memorial Day and National<br />Chocolate Milkshake Day<br />September 13 is . . . . Defy Superstition Day<br />September 14 is . . . . National Cream-filled Donut Day<br />September 15 is . . . . Felt Hat Day<br />September 16 is . . . . Stay Away From Seattle Day and Collect Rocks<br />Day<br />September 17 is . . . . National Apple Dumpling Day<br />September 18 is . . . . National Play-doh Day<br />September 19 is . . . . National Butterscotch Pudding Day<br />September 20 is . . . . National Punch Day<br />September 21 is . . . . World Gratitude Day and International Banana<br />Festival<br />September 22 is . . . . Hobbit Day and Dear Diary Day<br />September 23 is . . . . Checkers Day and Dogs In Politics Day<br />September 24 is . . . . Festival Of Latest Novelties<br />September 25 is . . . . National Comic Book Day<br />September 26 is . . . . National Good Neighbor Day and National Pancake<br />Day<br />September 27 is . . . . Crush A Can Day<br />September 28 is . . . . Ask A Stupid Question Day More Info on Stupid<br />Questions<br />September 29 is . . . . Poisoned Blackberries Day<br />September 30 is . . . . National Mud Pack Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />October 1 is . . . . . World Vegetarian Day and Magic Circles Day<br />October 2 is . . . . . Name Your Car Day<br />October 3 is . . . . . Virus Appreciation Day<br />October 4 is . . . . . National Golf Day<br />October 5 is . . . . . National Storytelling Festival<br />October 6 is . . . . . German-American Day and Come and Take It Day<br />October 7 is . . . . . National Frappe Day<br />October 8 is . . . . . American Tag Day<br />October 9 is . . . . . Moldy Cheese Day<br />October 10 is . . . . National Angel Food Cake Day<br />October 11 is . . . . It’s My Party Day<br />October 12 is . . . . International Moment Of Frustration Scream Day<br />October 13 is . . . . National Peanut Festival<br />October 14 is . . . . Be Bald and Free Day and National Dessert Day<br />October 15 is . . . . White Cane Safety Day<br />October 16 is . . . . Dictionary Day<br />October 17 is . . . . Gaudy Day<br />October 18 is . . . . No Beard Day<br />October 19 is . . . . Evaluate Your Life Day<br />October 20 is . . . . National Brandied Fruit Day<br />October 21 is . . . . Babbling Day<br />October 22 is . . . . National Nut Day<br />October 23 is . . . . National Mole Day<br />October 24 is . . . . National Bologna Day<br />October 25 is . . . . Punk For A Day Day<br />October 26 is . . . . Mule Day<br />October 27 is . . . . Sylvia Plath Day<br />October 28 is . . . . Plush Animal Lover’s Day and National Chocolate Day<br />October 29 is . . . . Hermit Day<br />October 30 is . . . . National Candy Corn Day<br />October 31 is . . . . National Magic Day and Increase Your Psychic<br />Powers Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />November 1 is . . . . . Plan Your Epitaph Day<br />November 2 is . . . . . National Deviled Egg Day<br />November 3 is . . . . . Sandwich Day and Housewife’s Day<br />November 4 is . . . . . Waiting For The Barbarians Day<br />November 5 is . . . . . Gunpowder Day<br />November 6 is . . . . . Saxophone Day and Marooned Without A Compass<br />Day<br />November 7 is . . . . . National Bittersweet Chocolate With Almonds Day<br />November 8 is . . . . . Dunce Day<br />November 9 is . . . . . Chaos Never Dies Day<br />November 10 is . . . . Forget-Me-Not Day<br />November 11 is . . . . Air Day<br />November 12 is . . . . National Pizza With The Works Except Anchovies<br />Day<br />November 13 is . . . . National Indian Pudding Day<br />November 14 is . . . . Operation Room Nurse Day<br />November 15 is . . . . National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day<br />November 16 is . . . . Button Day<br />November 17 is . . . . Take A Hike Day<br />November 18 is . . . . Occult Day<br />November 19 is . . . . Have A Bad Day Day<br />November 20 is . . . . Absurdity Day<br />November 21 is . . . . World Hello Day and False Confessions Day<br />November 22 is . . . . Start Your Own Country Day<br />November 23 is . . . . National Cashew Day<br />November 24 is . . . . Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day<br />November 25 is . . . . National Parfait Day<br />November 26 is . . . . Shopping Reminder Day<br />November 27 is . . . . Pins And Needles Day<br />November 28 is . . . . Make Your Own Head Day<br />November 29 is . . . . Square Dance Day<br />November 30 is . . . . Stay At Home Because You’re Well Day<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />December 1 is . . . . . National Pie Day and Eat A Red Apple Day<br />December 2 is . . . . . National Fritters Day<br />December 3 is . . . . . National Roof-Over-Your-Head Day<br />December 4 is . . . . . Wear Brown Shoes Day<br />December 5 is . . . . . National Sacher Torte Day<br />December 6 is . . . . . National Gazpacho Day and Mitten Tree Day<br />December 7 is . . . . . National Cotton Candy Day<br />December 8 is . . . . . Take It In The Ear Day<br />December 9 is . . . . . National Pastry Day<br />December 10 is . . . . Festival For The Souls Of Dead Whales<br />December 11 is . . . . National Noodle Ring Day<br />December 12 is . . . . National Ding-A-Ling Day<br />December 13 is . . . . Ice Cream and Violins Day<br />December 14 is . . . . National Bouillabaisse Day<br />December 15 is . . . . National Lemon Cupcake Day<br />December 16 is . . . . National Chocolate Covered Anything Day<br />December 17 is . . . . Underdog Day and National Maple Syrup Day<br />December 18 is . . . . National Roast Suckling Pig Day<br />December 19 is . . . . Oatmeal Muffin Day<br />December 20 is . . . . Games Day<br />December 21 is . . . . Look At The Bright Side Day, National Flashlight<br />Day, National French Fried Shrimp Day, and Hamburger Day<br />December 22 is . . . . National Date-Nut Bread Day<br />December 23 is . . . . Roots Day<br />December 24 is . . . . National Eggnog Day<br />December 25 is . . . . National Pumpkin Pie Day<br />December 26 is . . . . National Whiners Day<br />December 27 is . . . . National Fruitcake Day<br />December 28 is . . . . Card Playing Day and National Chocolate Day<br />December 29 is . . . . Pepper Pot Day<br />December 30 is . . . . Festival Of Enormous Changes At The Last Minute<br />And National Bicarbonate Of Soda Day<br />December 31 is . . . . Unlucky Day</p>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-72383860056402186652009-09-19T09:20:00.000-07:002009-09-19T09:21:29.387-07:00VWAT FOOD ARE YOU!!!!! HOROSCOPE!!!<span id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Croissant (March 21-April 19)</span><br />You are elegant and decadent. You are also kinda flaky. Your special color is buttery yellow.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ramen (April 20-May 20)</span><br />You are cheap and easy-but I mean that as a compliment. Your special color is whatever's the most inexpensive.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Onigiri (May 21-June 21)</span><br />You are simple and direct, and you sure know how to accessorize. Your special color is seaweed green.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Strawberry (June 22-July 22)</span><br />Why you little tart! You are just impossibly irresistible (unless someone's allergic-then you are just deadly) Your special color is overripe red<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Creampuff (July 23-August 22)</span><br />Though you may appear fluffy and inconsequential on the outside, look deep within yourself and you will find-oh wait, more frivolous sweetness. Never mind. Your special color is cream. (Of course)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tea (August 23-September 22)</span><br />You are an intrinsic part of many people's lives, but sometimes you take yourself a little too seriously. Try adding a little milk and sugar and give yourself a swirl. Your special color is perfectly brewed brown.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Marshmallow (September 23-October 22)</span><br />You can be squished, stretched, and even burnt on a stick-but you are always sweet and gooey on the inside. Your special color is toasted-to-the-point-of-almost-black.<br /><br />Adzuki (October 23-November 21)<br />You are at your best when you are soaked, mashed, sweetened and crammed into things. Your special color is sugary red.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pancake (November 22-December 21)</span><br />You are a fluffy, tasty delight-but naughty too. You are a dessert disguised as breakfast. Your special color is syrupy orange.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Spam (December 22-January 19)</span><br />You are full of mystery. And probably some snouts and hooves. Your special color is a very disturbing dark pink.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Miso (January 20-February 18) (THIS IS ME!)</span><br />You are a warm and savory bowl of comfort, but there are quite a few things bobbing up and down your spiritual broth. Your special color is clear. (D: The only one that people can't wear without fear of judge....)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mochi (January 19-March 21)</span><br /></span>A sweet and sticky mess, often with a surprise nestled deep within. Your special color is whiter than white.Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-13546538969487849432009-09-15T19:27:00.001-07:002009-09-15T19:29:20.051-07:00This is getting annoying...http://dibsy-theworstvii.blogspot.com/<br /><br />SERIOUSLY, you guys. This guy needs to get a life. Saying my real name out to the world and virtually stalking me is SO lame. Making another account and voting on the poll twice is lame. Framing that I deleted your posts is lame. Copying my posts is lame. Coping the comments made on that post is even dumber.Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-34486169578309903272009-09-13T08:39:00.001-07:002009-09-13T08:40:39.072-07:00WAIT!!! I CHANGE MY MIND...Sorry...next time, we can play, alright? ^^" Everyone's busy... (Not to mention the fact that Levi is GONE!!! -cry-)<br /><br />Anyways, bye...I'll be back soon...<br /><br />CIAO, MY DISAPPOINTED DIBS!!!Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-34379371449465941202009-09-09T17:18:00.000-07:002009-09-09T18:04:35.611-07:00GAME FOR ALL BLOGGERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!A GAME FOR ALL BLOGGERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">As you all know, I FINALLY posted some WuTravel.com advertisements...HURRAY!!!<br /><br />I'm not allowed to ENCOURAGE or TELL you to click on my ads...BUT YOU KNOW THAT IT'D MAKE ME HAPPY IF YOU DID, RIGHT?????<br /><br />Well actually, I didn't post this through AdSense, I posted it through Html. So I don't know if I still have to abide by the rules or not... :D Oh wellz, it only takes like three seconds from your life and it's not like it's gonna give you a virus... ^^<br /><br />Anyways, in celebration that I am now actually, technically, working online, and the fact that I'm only a mere, nearly unstable 12 year old. :P<br /><br />SO HERE'S THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />It doesn't start technically now, because I need assign people, and stuff.<br /><br />FIRST OFF, I want THREE JUDGES. Comment on the post below with this copy and paste pledge of judgely unbiasedness:<br /><br />I, insert awesome blogger name here, HEREBY VOW!!!! To not be biased against ANY competitor because they are my FRIEND, my ENEMY, my STRANGER, or my STALKER. (eyes Jeremy angrily) As a JUDGE I understand that I CANNOT nominate myself, I can only NOMINATE OTHERS. (Bu they hve to agree first!) I know that I will know the INSIDE DETAILS of the game, the WINNER, the LOSER, and the inbetween...and I'm not going to tell anybody who's playing!!!!! My email address is insert email address here! (I need it to email you guys, and stuff about the game)<br /><br />Also, my email is princesstoby@sbcglobal.net. :D<br /><br />Also, if you want to be a judge and it's already full, I can always suggest to you to be a competitor!!!<br /><br />While on that topic...<br /><br />Competitor:<br /><br /></span><ol><li>Can nominate for him/her self.</li><li>Or anyone else, as long as they have their consent.<br /></li><li>Has to include email address</li></ol>OK????? Got it?? Get it??? GOOD!!!<br /><br />Here's how THIS contest goes...<br /><br />It's, (how original) a MOST AWESOME BLOG AWARD!!!!! For THIS contest, only a max of 11 participants. If you're not in, there's always OTHER CONTESTS!!!<br /><br />It's basically like Homecoming King or Queen. :D Person with the most AWE votes win!!! ^^" (You can't vote for yourself!!! >:O) OH, and when I have everyone, you have to vote PRIVATELY. (This means, you have to EMAIL ME your vote) I don't want the person with the least votes going "boohoo", it'll make me feel bad. D:<br /><br />If you vote, you can vote up to six people. :D<br /><br />The prize is a virtual trophy, bragging rights, a post (mostly) about yourself. :D<br /><br />NEXT CONTEST!!!<br /><br />The BLOGGER CONTEST!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2679455059_c2bf6d1830.jpg" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2679455059_c2bf6d1830.jpg" /><br /></div><br />YAY!!! It's like The Dibsy Show, where I give you a random topic and the participants start rambling on something funny and amusing that is (somehow, even vaguely) related to that topic. :D<br /><br />For further info, check out these posts!!!<br /><br />http://dibsy-theutmost.blogspot.com/search?q=dibsy+show<br /><br />Anyways, the only difference is that this time we can have up to 4-8 contestants.<br /><br />So...GO GO GO GO GOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792806219417419938.post-77442519188494027092009-09-05T22:17:00.000-07:002009-09-05T22:20:38.626-07:00YOU CAN'T COPY MY POSTS!!!<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">http://abokalpakyan.blogspot.com/</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(There are like two posts that were directly copied from me!!! Even the comments were directly copied from my blog!!!!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">YOU CAN'T COPY MY POSTS JEREMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GO GET YOUR OWN IDEAS!!!!!! >:(</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Example: http://abokalpakyan.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-emo-sandwich.html</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">And Another: http://abokalpakyan.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-with-blog-things_03.html</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">I'M WARNING YOU JEREMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >:(</span>Dibsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11160011121089360120noreply@blogger.com44