Noodles on a Bike

n0w0rries 4 (8:51:32 PM): Hi. You're amazing.
ChrisClaybucket (8:51:33 PM): Hi
ChrisClaybucket (8:51:36 PM): you hott
ChrisClaybucket (8:51:40 PM): me chris

No, I do not have bipolar.


My bouts of anger generally can be counted in hours.
Not days.

That's why angry posts are generall flanked by happy posts.

My life is better than yours.


Don't even try to argue.
I will win.

:)

So I wrote a blog about it.

But I am not going to publish it.


However, if it happens again... you can bet your bum it'll be up.
It'll be up and I will be even more angry.


Actually.
Now that I think of it.
I'm not mad.
I'm fucking disappointed.

But life still rocks.

:D


Still undecided about going to Bryan's party though.
Excuse me, Soiree.

Amy?
You going?

Hi.


My life is awesome.
:)

I wanna keep this one.
Forever.


n0w0rries 4 (5:18:51 PM): Gaaah, you make me smile. :)
ChrisClaybucket (5:19:16 PM): good
ChrisClaybucket (5:20:30 PM): i like it when you smile
ChrisClaybucket (5:20:36 PM): only problem with it is
ChrisClaybucket (5:20:45 PM): it means were not kissing

Relaxed and floated into space."


Every night. :)

Firstly I must send some major love to Amy-dear... because she has sent me a website that allows me to watch 300 whenever I want.
YESSSS.
I am soooo excited about that.
:D


I don't want to start summer school tomorrow.
Ugh.

Hey.
I miss you!
Let's hang out.

Ditch school, float into space.
:sigh:
Chase cars or something.


'Cole and Erika's summer project:
A short movie, using just song quotes.

Atlas Shrugged
Twilight
New Moon
Staying Fat for Sarah Byrnes
Uglies

Our smoke alarms feel the need to announce their low batteries IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

Like, if I was sick, I'd try my darndest to clean what was needed and tell my parents in the morning.
But not smoke alarms, that's not what they think. They want their battery changed... AND NOW!

It's sooo frickin' loud. And scary too.
I mean, what the hell am I supposed to think when the smoke alarm goes off in the middle of the night?
"Haha, I'm just a silly smoke alarm playing silly smoke alarm games, teehee, no fire here!"
No, I'm scared shitless because as far as I'm concerned there's a damn fire in the house!

It also doesn't help that the alarms feed off eachother. So one goes off, they all go off. At least... the one's at the bottom of the stairs, mine and my parent's goes off.
I'm begining to doubt if Cristen and Gina's goes off, on account that whenever these things go off at night... THEY NEVER WAKE UP.
Oh yeah, these things work great.
THEY SLEEP THROUGH THEM!
I have no clue how they do it. It is such an earsplitting sound... and a scary one too. Not just a loud radio or something.
THIS IS AN ALARM.
Even if it is erronous.

Now I have to try and get to bed before the alarm goes off for work.

I just needed to vent because waking up from a scary dream (triggered by the first burst of the smoke alarm) sweating is not my style.
Erika just does not have scary dreams.
And she doesn't wake up sweating, unless she sleeps in camping.

Grrrrr.
CURSE YOU LIFE SAVING DEVICE!
(Only not really because in the event of an actual fire I'd love to have those things saving my ass, I'll I'm saying with this post is could you please wait until at least six to talk about a battery change?!)

Labels: fire, nightmare, scary, smoke alarm

I like being happy.

:D

It was okay.
:)




Gaaah, how am I so happy?!

When meeting parents for the first time?

I think I'm just really bad at first impressions.



What I really need to do is make sure I'm not late.
Yes.
That is what needs to be done.