Loula, being sick for the past few days, hasn’t been on to ramble on and on about random nothingness. Sorry, even though, no one is reading my posts, I’d like to consider the possibility.

So, I am going to tell you about me being sick.I’m sitting here, on my dads bed, with my step mom’s laptop, typing away. I’m 3 degrees away from freezing, i’m tired, my stomach is making weird, random noises, and i feel depressed.Why am i depressed? gee, thats a great question, i wish i could answer it. I feel singled out of the family. For dinner, i had soup that tasted like…i dont know what. But everyone else had lime chicken with corn on the cob. With Lemonade and apple pie. I’m not going to whine about the fact that i’m sick, i’m just sayin’ that it sucks butt.(i know, i’m keeping my posts G rated now a days!SHOCKING)

I’ve slept all day, and i’m still tired. its only 7:40pm and i want to go to bed, i’m dozing off right now. Whats REALLY sad, is i want to go to school tomorrow because i know, chances are, i wont be able to. I miss my friends, A LOT. I DONT want to go to the doctor tomorrow, because she’s an old lady who can barley speak english. I swear i need a translation for every other word that comes out of her mouth. I’ve had her since i was like 3days old, and i hate it. i dont hate her, but i hate the fact that i’m sitting here, almost 13years later, with a doctor that takes care of five day old babies. I would love to have a new doctor. HELL i’m sitting here with my DADS “special” doctor, you know, the one with the “cold hands”?! But lets not talk about that one at this current moment in time.

Yes, i said a bad word, slap my wrist and gimmie a break. You big wussies. its not the fist time you ever read something with a “bad word” in it. Cry me a river, build a bridge, and GET OVER IT.

I’m sorry, i’m in a REALLY crappy mood. People are just pissing me off today, and its not even the people i’m around. Its just people in general. yes, people in general, PISS ME OFF. Oooohhh, i added emphasis to something i said, Big whoop.

I think i’m going to add a warning label to my website. YEAH! thats what i’m going to do. “Warning:this site may contain fowl language, emphasis on small words, mood swings, and an under-use of correct punctuation and spelling.”

Whats so bad about “bad words” anyway? What kind of wussy baby mama’s boy gets offended by someone saying “oh SH**” or “FU** THAT!” seriously. I grew up with that kinda crap, but yes, i was nice enough to use the “first two letters, then, star star” cuz i’m just that great.

“i’m locked inside this house, oh, while you hold the key.” i want to get outa here. I wanna go to mars, yea, WHO WANTS TO COME WITH ME?!

We shall all drink REDBULL and FLY to MARS!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

its like my master plan to rule the UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING IN IT!

Okay, i’m done rambling on and on about nothing.

From lou, to you.

-Loula

Current Mood: Angry & Annoyed & Emo & Old & Sickly

Taylor Swift, I think the name says it all. She is the Princess of Country Music. In every music video she is wearing a prom dress. At every award show, she is wearing a SUPER short dress. Her makeup always makes her look pissed off. She looks like a Modern-Day Barbie doll. She’s putting pop music into Country and its just not working. She isn’t the first to whine over a boy that loves someone thats not her, but i do think she is the first to do it while laying on a bed wearing a prom dress and hugging a guitar.

I will admit, Taylor is a very pretty woman, but will someone please introduce her to a cheeseburger?! God, that poor woman, she’s only 18 and she looks like one of the Olsen Twins. Pretty soon she’ll be a thing of the past, and she’ll try to come back by milking one of her friends for their fame, just like Billy Ray Cyrus.

Oh yeah, ouch, i just ragged on Miley Cyrus’ dad. Boohoo. You all know its true. Being famous isn’t about the money, its about doing what you love, and sharing it with the people that love you.

God, some people these days. Want fame, only for the fortune.

From Lou, to you.

-Loula

Current Mood: Flirtatious

Okay, Loula has officially figured out how you can screw up Kool-aid.

Different Ways:

(number six is my personal favorite)

I was left in charge of watching my little munchkins, and two of them snuck off to make Kool-aid. I know they were only trying to help out, but when my step mom came downstairs, she tried the Kool-aid they made, and compared it to takin’ a shot of Whiskey.

So you kinda know it didn’t taste very good.

We solved the Kool-aid issue, and now we have WONDERFUL tasting Kool-aid sitting in our fridge.

xD

From Lou, to you.

-Loula

Current Mood: Musical