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Dad.

It's Father's Day. I gave my dad a handmade card and a shitty breakfast this year. What did you give your father? Regardless, happy fadda's day.

Today was Clark's last day home. Tomorrow he leaves for... dun, dun, dun... basic training. Have fun with that, wimpy.
But seriously, you're a funny/creepy guy. Don't be a douche when you come back. Miss you... kinda... not really... Just kidding. I'll miss you Mattttty, and you'll never see this which is why I'm publicly posting it here.

I ate a Jumbo Push Pop earlier, and now my lips are blue. How neat.
I want Haley's hermit crab (R.I.P. Oswald) and tank for my greedy self. I need salt water. Drat.
My forehead hurts. I think it's acne. Woooop.

I want to get a new haircut. A short one. And I mean SHORT. Not bald, but I want a boyish cut. I don't even care if everybody in Madison will think I'm a lezzy for it. I want short hair because I think it would be a fun change and I've always wanted to do it. The short hair I had in fifth grade doesn't count. It was awfully spikey, but ultimately girly. I want something edgy and riskayyyyyyyyy. My life.

Dis?:

...It's a possibility. Any thoughts, my four blog readers?

Life is but a dream.

Hello, Bloggart.
I feel nice today. I've heard that the word "nice" doesn't really have meaning anymore, but I don't believe that is true. I think it's a wonderful word, because that is how I feel. Nice.
I don't know why I feel nice. I might loose my driver's license because of some douche, my grandpa's in the hospital, and my mom has been working mandatory overtime for nearly a month. I just feel at peace today.
I woke up and groggily looked out the front window to see that there was a pretty little moth stuck in a giant spiderweb, fluttering around to get out. I walked outside looking like the mess I am and grabbed the web (spiders are so scary), and pulled the moth free. And I felt so happy when it flitted about and then disappeared into the yard.

Now my dad is home and my peace is ruined... Oh well... ): I hope Marko can come over sometime soon so we can watch StarStruck and then go to a drive in movie and have lots of fun being best friends. I have The Ataris stuck in my head, which is pretty cool because they are an interesting band. Pop punk. What a concept.

I leave you on that note, goodbye!

We came down to watch the world walk by...

And all she found was trouble in my eyes.
From the sky she pulled me down tonight.

She calls out the farther that I fly.
I love that sound so give me one more line.
From the sky she pulled me down tonight;
Let her go.

Blog, I'm so pissed right now.
I can't really tell you at the moment but I will someday when this is all over and alright to publish on the internet where all of my angsty teenage feelings are well known.
Let's just say something happened to me the other day and it was very scary and now another person involved is claiming something that isn't true in order to get money. It wasn't even my fault!! I thought everybody involved were genuinely nice people but now I understand that only the person who came to my side and told me everything was going to be alright was the only one who truly cared about me besides my parents.
People are disgusting. I try to keep as much faith in the human race as possible but these last few weeks have really showed me how nasty we really can be.
It may be easier to be the bad guy, but it's typically better to be the good guy. Not in all situations, but in most, I would think. Some times doing the right things involves breaking the law, I understand  that. But people are just out of their fucking minds. I'm so sick of it. Ohio sucks. This country sucks. I've got my fingers crossed for the world. If they're like this everywhere then we are doomed, because obviously the close-minded idiots are the ones who always seem to run things around the world. Generation X used to complain about the Baby Boomers controlling everything. Gen Xers, you are coming into power now. What have you done differently?

On a separate, happier note: I bought StarStruck on DVD yesterday for 14 bucks. I love Sterling Knight<3<3<3

"Rachel ♥s Poops"

"I'm sweepy," said the four year old that is me.
Today was fun because Kenyie had an awkward barbeque and I missed out on the "creeking." pout, pout. But that's okay because JayFrankie was dere and I hate him with a passion. I threatened to kill him, but it was hollow. However, it was not hollow when I threatened to kill Clark. I really am going to kill him someday. That creepy rapist.
I stepped in mud and Flakob ate some of my hot dog bun. There was a kitty and I fed it a hot dog that had been soaking in CO CO COLAAAA. I hope that won't hurt it. The kitty was really hungry and I felt bad.
Clark just told me he can't come to Rocky Horror with us on Saturday. My heart is shattered.
i need to take a shower.
Now I'm in a bad moooooood. Poop on Clark. He loves tampons, so ha.

Dear Dave Grohl, i missed my favorite part of 'but, honestly' because i was thinking about how pretty your hair is and wondering what products you use. - rachel

Dear Dave Grohl, will you please marry me? Love, Rachel Sheets

Post, part deux

I'm sad, blog.
Gary Coleman is dead. As a child, my brother and I used to watch Diff'rent strokes together before we drifted to sleep on our wooden bunk bed. "Whatchu talkin' about, Willis?" was one of our favorite catch phrases and Gary Coleman was always our favorite.
I'm sad to see that precious gem leave us.

My stomach hurts a lot. My dog Peter just found a dead mouse and for the first time in about ten years, I was reminded how much my mom hates mice, even when they are just corpses. I tried to clean it up but she was so pissed at my dad about something that she's making him do it.
My stomach hurts so much it's unbearable. I have to go. Bye.

It's the last day of school!!

I'm in computer applications right now because we are locked in here until 11:03.
We are reading an article about silly bands being banned in schools across America. American schools are dumb, why do you think everyone else is smarter than us? Because their kids are allowed to have rubber bands shaped like animals and guitars and cars and other things.
My foot itches. Jon is going through my planner.
Blogging is so much fun.
Pac man is so much fun.
I am so bored.
BLah blah blah blah.
I LOVE YOU BLOG.

I want to play bread runner.
Good bye.

I'm so Tired.

Hi blog. I feel weird today. I don't like it. :( I don't know what's wrong with me.
I think it started this morning when Andrew Dost didn't reply to me on that space of mine. I know it's because the message I sent him was creepy and pointless. Why am I a creepy person? I should have just said, "Thank you, Andrew!" and been done with it. My life is a joke.

In other news, I just got on myspace and there was a video of Adrien Brody on Jimmy Kimmel. Even though it's tragic that I missed it on television, I'm glad I got to see Adrien and Jimmy playing in "Charlie Bit my Finger."
What a wonderful person, that Adrien.

In other, other news, we only have two days of school left, which means I have two days to work on my three yearbook layouts that I am severely lacking in. I'm not severely lacking, I just wanted to use the word severe. Two of my layouts are almost done, and my last one needs some pictures taken. Life.
We took our history final today. I am sad because history was my favorite class because David said stuff like, "I don't give a crap, Jack." and "Snowstradamus." I know I spelled that wrong. David is a funny guy who shares my favorite color. Over the summer, I am going to make him a Led Zeppelin tie. He told me if I bought stuff to make it, he would pay me but I don't want him to pay me. I just want to make the tie because he said I couldn't. He was probably using reverse psychology on me, that jerk.

My eyes feel like they're going to explode. I think I might go take a nap.
This blog is boring, I apologize. I wish I was funny.  My eye hurts. Bye.