Sorry

There was a rude post I put up here. Right next to the Love Sign. It was rude. Not untrue, but rude. I trusted a "friend" and they... ugh. I don't want to go into it. Much love to all of ya'll.

Lost Keys

I was going to invent a device that when you hit another button, it would light up and beep. I then found out that that had already been invented. You see, my mom lost her keys. Again. And we do not happen to own this device, which, though itmeans more time on the internet for me, aggravates the out of my mom. And also means me and my adorable but REALLY BLEEPING ANNOYING sister wants me to play the one youtube video over and over and over again. Lame, right? But I'm a good sister who is taking a break from it to come talk to y'all. Please, if you actually read this, COMMENT!!!

School and random thoughts that may pop into my head.

Here's my math book, which is my weak point. I hate math. Even when I was considered a genius back in public school, I stunk at it. I will always rather be reading. I used to read fantasy books like C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia. I had all seven books in one volume, so it was like a thousand pages. I read it cover to cover seven times and then the covers just fell off. I'm sorry to say that I don't have as much interest as I used to, especially since my dad got me a laptop, the best Christmas present EVER!!! I'm practically attached to it. I then discovered blogs. And wrote this one. Why doesn't anyone read it?!?!? I'm not the best writer in the world, but come on. :(.

Ello. (english accent, not misspelled word)

Ello people. I wanted to contemplate life today, but I'm extremely egotistical, and would rather talk about me. Sorry. I'm the "good" kid in the family, according to my dad anyway, so I try to live up to that, but here nobody knows me.
I love the anonymity of the internet-The writer of dearnoone.blogspot.com, who is awesome.
Today I'm wearing this long black dress with enough fabric in the sleeves to make at least three more outfits. It's not like a puffed sleeve, just like wide...... hang on I'll try to stick a pic in here. There it is, to the left here where I'm writing. What you see is only about half of it. Anyway, if you scroll down you'll read why I love goodwill under Where are my keys?. I like writing this, but I'd like it more if someone actually read it.

Where are my keys?

I read somewhere that this is a very popular subject to Google. So I thought that if I maybe used that as a title I could get more readers. In movies and stuff, this takes absolutely no time at all. Not so much for me. Anyway, I want to tell you how to be awesome. Step 1: Decide what you want to do. I want to be different, be noticed, but not be vain. So I'm a christian hippie. Step 2: Dress the part. I wear the weirdest clothes I can that I find in goodwill. I absolutely love that little raggedy store. The dressing room has gum stuck on the wall in various colors, in a strange way it's accidental art. I'm way off subject here too. If you want to fit in, watch what other people wear, combine it with a tiny tiny bit of you, just enough so you won't be weird because you're a copycat. If you want to be popular, I can't give you advice, because I have absolutely no idea how that works. Do something awesome, like save a guys life, or date a cheerleader. I don't know. Step 3: If it doesn't work, stop trying. Stop trying to find yourself and just be. Like that Beatles song.... And stop taking advice from blogging strangers. Have a good day.

Old Stuff

I know that only my friends actually read this, and then they usually only do to make me feel better. So if you don't want to, guys, you don't have to. Anyway, I wanted to mention my new complete love of The Beatles and The Who, old bands. Look them up, they're awesome.

Gossiping People

I have enough weirdness already to help me get people hating me, without blabbering old people telling the world my business. I can deal. I guess. Thank you Lord Jesus for life and all that.