District band wasn’t bad at all!
Although I did kinda dislike our conductor. But the songs were okay, they were.
Our teachers have been doling out the d-1’s. It’s pretty intense.
Like camping.
Fortune cookie for today:
If your lips ever fall off, sucks for you.
Hmm. If only I had made ‘Of Wardrobes and Combustion’ an alliteration. It’d be a nice pattern, think ye not?
Everyone likes some nice alliteration.
AIM is a wonderful way to connect people that you’re never able to see but really want to talk to but you’re not comfortable enough to call them and they don’t go to the same school as you but you can see them at some specific events!
*cough* Wow. Run-on sentence much?
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, CHILDS.
Fortune Cookie for today:
On the New Year, bring happiness and joy into your life by absorbing the love. This love may be emitted by those who tend to take some sort of euphoria-inducing drug or those who are just plain nicer than you are.
Ew. I worked all afternoon. Drudgery is rather unpleasant, especially if it includes tiring/time-consuming/boring items. *cough*Allman!*cough*
There was, however, something to look forward to - a Disney-watching marathon that evening!
Of course, as expected, we barely watched any Disney. We basically played Guitar Hero and mobbed the sofa and squished everyone onto it. It was fantastic.
Fortune cookie for the other day (I am late.):
When one goes through life with technology evolving around them, it’s a blast to the past when you see old movies and realize that adolescent Hercules was really, really ugly.
Wow. Popping/dropping locks while wearing heels is not advisable.
In fact, my thighs feel like someone shut them into a blender and then sliced/pureed them and then attempted to piece my muscles back together.
I stole a squirt of my sister’s Princess (copyright Vera Wang!) but it quickly died because it was engulfed by the atmosphere of our disgusting school.
I felt pretty until people mocked my dancing.
Fortune cookie:
Remembering that you’re alone in the middle of a crowded dance floor is a great tear-jerker. So is realizing that that girl with the 4-inch stilettos just stepped on your toe.
And girls think that men don’t think about what they want to wear.
Pshaw.
I’ll have you know that I spent over an hour discussing with a male what he was going to wear the next day.
And as for combustion - well, collision of multiple situations is never good. And when it occurs, one needs direction. Guidance. (Which is where ShrinkingShrubbery comes into play.)
I’ve also seen a website that is quite disconcerting in its bluntness: http://www.chrisjordan.com/current_set2.php
Fortune cookie for today:
Interference is never astute, unless pulling one string does not affect the others; interference may, however, be a good idea if someone’s forehead is being eaten away by a strong acid.
Intense fascination with shrubbery has never been one of my obvious traits. That may be because I have no intense fascination with shrubbery. When I came up with this simple alliteration, however, I considered it quite clever. Especially with the built-in pun of ’shrink’ meaning ‘psychiatrist’ and ShrinkingShrubbery being an advice column.
I am no shrubber, but Monty Python is a favourite of mine, and I consider myself a MasterShrubber in many things, none of them at all related to plant life.
As for Shrinking, people have said that I listen well.
This address will address many topics that I have to deal with in everyday life - in fact, many will encounter these same problems, and I, MasterShrubber, will deal with them in a concise, witty sentence that one may find inside a slightly demented fortune cookie.
Forgive me if I just think I am witty. Don’t hesitate to shoot me down.
Today’s sentence is:
Researched, proven philosophy is the root of all arguments; cut it, and you will sound really dumb.
