Ooooh, I love this song:

This is Me Acoustic Version- Demi Lavato, Camp Rock Soundtrack

It’s lovely, is it not? Give it a listen, eh?

Enough said, lemme try to install it.. Ill write an EDIT later. GAH.

EDIT:// Okay, new theme up, I bet no one is even reading this, maybe I’ll put another link up on my website for this.. Well, technically I am talking to myself, but should I care if people are reading my personal thoughts or not? A question which I should think about.. SO, I’ll answer it another day. By the way, I hope you enjoy the whole “Ipod” thing I have going on, hehe.

Long, long ago, when I was writing a blog about a month ago, or something like that, I asked this question:

“Do you prefer long or short blogs?”

Or something related to that. Anyways, hardly anyone even answered the survey, but Riki said he liked short, but meaningful blogs. I could both agree and disagree with him. Sometimes short blogs are easier for you. They’re easy to follow and understand. But sometimes short blogs are too short, don’t give all the details and leave you hanging when you want to know all of the details. It could go either way for me on the question.

Speaking of long verses short blogs, I should stop blogging now because this parrticular blog is becoming way too long xD

With love,

Shannnnon!

(PS, I am off to baseball shortly, I hope, so wish me luck in a victory!)

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I think it’s just about time for me to write in my wordpress account.. I don’t know what about.. But, actually, I was going to put…

” I think it’s just about time for me to change my wordpress header. “

Hehe, well, I’ll get to that; eventually.

Turns out that when I went to the doctors earlier today, it wasn’t only for a checkup. My mom has been suspecting that there might be something wrong with me since I twitch all the time. I twitch my eyes and I also blank out. Doctors verdict? I might have a seizure disorder or tourettes or something. I am getting tests in a couple of weeks, let’s find out.

So, let’s get over that huge deal I made of it. It’s not like I have a disorder that would interfere with grades now, do I? I get some of the highest grades in my class..

And speaking of… I got 44 out of 50 on a special math test today!! Ranked highest in my class, very proud. It had some university level questions too!! I got most of, except the decimal questions… 8S I hate decimals. Pooeh. That smells. (Or stinks, however you would like to word it.)

Peace. Satans spawn would like to go on again.

Lovely title, eh? I like it. Not only do I like it, but I love it. Let’s start with something that doesn’t have to do with the title, then I’ll come back to the topic.

Let’s start with.. How my day was. First, I woke up and went to Jazz band. I was late, once again, but this time not for the usual reason. Today, or last night, whatever, my mommy’s car got broken into. Pooeh, at those meanies who broke into her car. They put a hole under the handle (where the lock is…) even though her door was unlocked!! Boo at them! And when I opened the car door everything was scattered all over the place. They stole her CDs… Boo at them again. Anyways, lets move on. So, I played some songs in jazz band on my lovely trumpet, today I actually played quite decently. And the rest of my day was so boring, you don’t want to read about it. And if you do, you have no life. Haa.

Man- woman. Two words. One person. Now, let’s play a game. Read the following scenerio:

You’re walking out of the school yard, when you see a person standing by the fence. From far away, you cannot tell the gender of the person, since this person has short hair. When you get closer, you really don’t want to be rude, but you have no idea which gender this person is. It looks like both a man and a woman. Let me explain its description. Shortish black hair with some orangey- blonde bangs. This person is wearing makeup. Like, blue eyeliner and green eyeshadow. Its face it bright red with a large smile spanning its face, from cheek to cheek. It is wearing skinny jeans and a very girlish sweater. Girl or just a plain emo boy with problems?

Now that you’ve read my scenerio, a true one in fact, guess the gender.. Without scrolling for the answer.

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If you just guessed plain emo boy with problems you are abosolutely correct! Hooray for you, you can tell the difference between a boy and a girl. You win a congrats from me. Haha. But seriously, folks, this was a true and creepy story. And the truth is, I don’t know if it’s a boy, but that’s my guess.. Because I think it has a girlfriend? Wierd…

Ahaha, I’ve always wanted to have WordPress, and here I am typing up a little blog, right this moment! Wow, I enjoy this much better than… Cutenews. I like it much, much better than Cutenews. Much better. Ranting too much? Sorry all.

Anyways, this is technically just a test, but while I’m here, I may as well write about something worth writing about!

The other day, Melissa spazzed on me! I’m not trying to complain here, because we are very much friends again now, but she thought that I called her fat… (8S) <– That’s a confused face, ahaha! But, anyways, I would never call her fat, but she does call herself fat; all the time!! It does get annoying, I can agree with that statement.

For a first post, am I sounding a little whiny to you? Sorry, but now my whiny little brat of a sister, or Satans spawn, is whining… I have to go. Sorry all. Once again, sorry. I’m sorry that my mother gave birth to Satans spawn.

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