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Zombiesss are scary. [Monday
January 30th, 2006
[ mood | crazy ]

So this is the paper I'm turning in to English tomorrow and I want to share it with everyone!!!

Zombiesss are scary.

So last year I saw Dawn of the Dead, you know that big zombie movie about the mall and stuff. Well I thought that was pretty much the scariest movie ever. The whole way home I kept looking over my shoulder you know and my mom kept nagging me, “How was the movie Kat?” “What’s wrong Kat?” “Are you high Kat?” When I got home I turned on all the lights and locked all the doors and walked around with the broomstick. You know, extra protection. I couldn’t fall asleep so I got on myspace. My friend Megan had posted one of those bulletins about the boy that was home alone and got eaten by a girl with no eyebrows or toenails. That was just one more reason for me to be living in fear. So I went upstairs and went to bed and I had this crazy dream. It started with a dream sequence, movie style. So the world was overrun by zombies. There was mayhem and mischief everywhere. I came home from my job as the local zombie slayer and asked my mom for a cookie. All she said was hfiensldjfisjflks. Then I realized it… my mom was a zombie. I couldn’t kill her cause, well she’s my mom. So I did the only other logical thing. I locked her in the closet, because everyone knows that when you lock zombies in closets they can’t get back out. Its just common knowledge. So I locked her in the closet and I was all like “okay mom here’s the deal. I can’t kill you cause that’s just mean so… I’m going to find the cure for zombies.” And my mom was just like “iehadoufkdl” then I said, “Okay you stay here and don’t move…okay…bye.”
So I went outside and Eric, my sister’s boyfriend, was there along with my sister and my friend Megan. I saw them and I was all “hey guys what’s up? You wouldn’t happen to know how to find the cure for zombies would you?” and Eric was all like “oh yeah they have that at CVS?” So we headed off for CVS Pharmacy in Eric’s car. You have to understand something about Eric’s car. IT’S A PIECE OF CRAP. It doesn’t start when it’s on a hill and sometimes it doesn’t start at all. Some stupid punk smashed out his driver side window so when he changes lanes he has to turn all the way around and look at on coming traffic, and not what’s in front of him. For some weird reason the seat belts in the back seat are all torn up and it looks like a rat chewed them up. So here we are, driving through the streets as zombies are running around eating people, in piece of crap car. To top that off we only have two weapons, a pair of scissors and a knitting needle. Just one. I thought it would be wise if we got a gun. You know just in case, and Eric was all like “oh no its okay, they have guns at CVS so we can just pick one up there.” I really didn’t know that they had guns there but apparently they did in my dream. Megan and I were both rather confused. I looked at her, she looked at me,... we looked at each other…and she pulled a gigantic chainsaw out of her purse and started chopping people’s heads off. It was one of those little purses too.
Then Eric decided to change lanes and while he wasn’t watching where he was driving we ran into a tree and his stupid car exploded and I woke up.
Man I have no idea why I’m scared of zombies, that’s just stupid.

all done!

Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

January 3rd, 2006
[ mood | depressed ]

So I'm happy/sad/I feel like jumping off of a fucking building.

Florida was ok.

Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

ommmyyyygooooddnnnneeesssss [Monday
December 26th, 2005
[ mood | excited ]

Wowza...I'm going to Florida tomorrow...

I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

wowzza [Wednesday
December 21st, 2005
[ mood | content ]

uh...I haven't been on here in foreva.
so yea I would do a recap but it'll take to long.
lets see. whats important stuff.
I'm going to florida in a couple of days! I' sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited!!!!
I had a christmas party. It really sucked. My mom kicked everyone out of the house. Yea it was pretty bad. Whatever though.

Yeah I think that's about it. Nothing really important has happened.
Well that's probably not true but I can't really remember anything else that's happened.
Whatever I'm out.

Well, (2) Don't break my heart.

October 2nd, 2005
[ mood | bouncy ]


I just got back from the most amazing thing in my entire life.
I saw Rocky Horror Show live, and it beautiful!!! I went all dressed up!

It was so cool. I got to do the Time Warp with like a million people, and we sang along to like every song and we all danced to them and stood up on the chairs and danced! It rocked. I got lots of birthday kisses too!!!

Another thing that was so awesome about it was that the random Transylvanians all had subtext that was totally apart of the show, and they were hilarious!!!!!!!!!

I command everyone to go see it right now. well maybe not right now. but its going on until like november. but yea its at the cameo center theatre downtown.

SO GO SEE IT!!!!!!!!

Well, (2) Don't break my heart.

August 28th, 2005
[ mood | cheerful ]

Fairest of them all went soooo well!!!!


Well, (1) Don't break my heart.

August 16th, 2005
[ mood | amused ]

Got my permit!!!!

Heck yes!

Well, (4) Don't break my heart.

i've seriously done this before... [Thursday
August 11th, 2005
[ mood | calm ]

1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character/SOMETHING reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of pudding to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Well, maybe just me.
5. I'll tell you my favorite memory of you, should I have one yet.
6. I'll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.

Well, (11) Don't break my heart.

August 9th, 2005
[ mood | aggravated ]

Guys . . .

Find a girl who calls you a nickname or by your full name (in that cute way) INSTEAD of Hot or SEXY . . .
. . . who can't stand it when you hang up on her . . .
. . . who would sit there for hours looking into your eyes . . .

Wait for the one who doesn't care what you look like, but what's inside counts the most . . .
. . . who looks at you with the twinkle in her eyes and kisses you on the cheek instead of the lips . . .
. . . who wants to be with you in public . . .
. . . who makes you smile just by knowing she loves/likes you back.

Wait for the girl who is a constant reminder of your happiness and joy.

Wait for the girl who you give piggy back rides to in public and she still is in view of her friends, while she gets off and you hear her go: "you're the one for me, for always."


Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot . . .
. . . who calls you back when you hang up on him . . .
. . . who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead . . .
. . . who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats . . .
. . . who holds your hand in front of his friends . . .
. . . who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on.

Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, ". . . thats her"


awwww! Thats so cute.

So I had a pretty lousy day at band today. First of all, it was picture day. that meant I had to wear my uniform...for like 3 hours.
second of all, I keep waiting for something to happen thats not going to happen. it doesn't make a whole lot of sense on here, but its really getting ridiculous. I'm almost sick of waiting.

Whatever, I don't know anymore.

Well, (2) Don't break my heart.

August 6th, 2005
[ mood | tired ]


Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

Ugh. [Monday
July 25th, 2005
[ mood | drained ]

I hate marching band.


Oh and by the way for any aspiring flute players out there, NEVER TRY AND PLAY PICCOLO. It is soooo high pitch you get a headache from practicing. In my mind practicing should never be that painful.

Well, (7) Don't break my heart.

Churches. [Thursday
July 21st, 2005

I don't like my church very much. It makes me pretty angry.

Well, (5) Don't break my heart.

Harry Potter. [Monday
July 18th, 2005
[ mood | crushed ]

I finished reading the Harry Potter book today. One word.


Well, (3) Don't break my heart.

Grandparents... [Tuesday
July 12th, 2005
[ mood | bored ]

Well right now I'm at my grandparents house and I'm hungry. They don't feed me (and I don't know how to cook)
Its so boring over here. I try to be nice and everything but all they every do is sit around and talk to the priest that lives next door (who by the way thinks I'm like the spawn of satan or something because I was wearing some eye liner and had my nails painted dark purple). I'm supposed to go to church with them tomorrow morning. I love going to church...that just really makes my trip over here even better.

I need to stop bitching. At least they're still around to bug me.

Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

July 8th, 2005
I went to see war of the worlds last night and it was flipping sweet!!!! I totally didn't expect that ending.

Gangster kun-fu movies are awesome.
Well, (2) Don't break my heart.

June 29th, 2005
my worst fear is being forgotten.
Well, (3) Don't break my heart.

June 27th, 2005
I got my glasses the other day. They make me looke intelligent. Yeah for intelligence!
Well, (2) Don't break my heart.

June 22nd, 2005
Your Penis Name is: Darth Vader

fuck yea
Well, (0) Don't break my heart.

The Perfect Country Song [Friday
June 3rd, 2005
[ mood | determined ]

This is the Perfect Country Song:


Well, you know me and The Possum Eatin' Cowboys have
been playin' this song for a long time out there on the
road. It's a touchin' little Steve Goodman number 'bout
trains and trucks and mamas and prison and gettin' drunk.
So anyway, me and the boys got together and we asked
Mr. David Allen Coe and a few of our other heroes if they
wouldn't mind singin' with us on what has proven itself to
be the perfect country western song.


I was drunk the day my mama got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in the pickup truck
She got ran over by a damned old train.

hahaha i love that!!!

Well, (1) Don't break my heart.

June 2nd, 2005
i think i've done this before...oh well i'll do it again...so here goes....

01. reply with your name and I will write something I like about you.
02. I will then tell what song/movie/icon reminds me of you.
03. if I were to apply an o'clock to you, I'll tell you what it would be.
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
08. put this in your journal.
Well, (13) Don't break my heart.

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