A Tragic Love Story

Once upon a time, there was a girl. And a male object. They were inseperable because of the girl's love for the male object.

the girl got a D in Algebra. She was forbidden from seeing the male object for many moons. (Always wanted to use that one)

Then, lo and behold, one day the report card came in the mail, sporting a lovely C in Algebra, despite the wishes of the evil villainous math teacher. The girl was finally reunited with her beloved male object.

You, my beloved readers, will be surprised to know that this is a true story. I am this girl, and the male object is my beloved laptop, Beekerman. The evil villainous math teacher is *shudder* Mr. Gray.

So. I have...


The Dalton Academy Warblers. More specifically, Curt Mega (Nick) and Riker Lynch (Jeff). They are all kinds of fabulous. Here, read this story about the Warblers: This Fanfiction, Dalton by CP Coulter, is fabulous. She Is really talented, and I may have a weird attachment to Reed Van Kamp. Read and you shall know.

All for now,

Street Cred 101 With Mr. Lang

Random iPod post because this guy is full of awesome. Word for word.

1. Have a look on your face not like you're pissed at the person you happen to be looking at, but at the world in general. Preferably down your nose.
2. Have a readily available gang sign. (Here, awkward turtle was shown.)
3. Say a word or phrase, followed by yo, followed by a pause and the word or phrase. ("Twinkies, yo...twinkies.)
So, to recap, he says, "Tulips, yo...tulips." Using awkward turtle, of course.

Farewell for now, loves.