Maxey! For crying out loud! *Facepalm!*
November 12, 2013
November 11, 2013
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Again?!
Really, Jersey? Well, I guess it's my fault for giving you my password... I really should have learned my lesson by now, shouldn't I have?
Ugh. Oh well...
Ugh. Oh well...
November 10, 2013
What in the Word have I done! O:
On The Bright Side: Each of the following Pictures are of Curtis Rx from Creature Feature, and that is pretty freaking Epic. ;)
On the Down Side: I am screwed, and Maxey is going to strangle me once she sees what I've done to her Blog. Whoops.
It was worth it.
-Jersey. ;)
Advertsing.
Don't you just loathe it when people randomly switch subjects to Advertise their Artwork, Videos, or even Blogs? Isn't it so very irritating? Obnoxious, perhaps? Goodness, people these days, I tell you!
Now, I highly suggest that you watch my Video. It's gorgeous.
I also hate Hypocrites, don't yo- Oh.
-Jersey. ;)
Wow.
Heh, I should start Posting Gifs to my Blog, too! Thanks Max, for giving me your Password- Without it, I would have never figured this out!
I do it for the Lulz. ^.^
-Jersey. ;)
Trolol.
Don't you love it when I, the amazing Jersey, "borrows" Maxey's Google Account? Heh, I'm the interesting, spontaneous, idiotic one in this friendship, yes? Anyhow, since I do take pleasure in tweaking with her Account, I grant you the permission to look at this amazing Gif:
I do this for the "Lulz", duh!
-Jersey
Maxey!
Why do you keep giving me your Google Password? It's not an intelligible plan, you know.
-Jersey. ;)
November 5, 2013
Welp
I'm screwed.
I've got a powerpoint due tomorrow that I'm only half done with, a story for a challenge due tomorrow that I only have two pages done on, a drawing for Jersey I need to work on that looks awful, a song for the talent show on December 6th, 13 songs for band/chorus to learn by December 18th, and I just realized I have to go eat instead of working on this stuff. Not to mention the fact that after tomorrow another writing challenge will start. Then after December, I have everything in the spring to worry about, such as the Spring concert, musical, and midterms/finals/projects. Then I'll spend my entire summer at the school for the summer musical. Then school starts again, and I get to start the wonderful life of high school. Do I have too much of a life, or no life at all?
I've got a powerpoint due tomorrow that I'm only half done with, a story for a challenge due tomorrow that I only have two pages done on, a drawing for Jersey I need to work on that looks awful, a song for the talent show on December 6th, 13 songs for band/chorus to learn by December 18th, and I just realized I have to go eat instead of working on this stuff. Not to mention the fact that after tomorrow another writing challenge will start. Then after December, I have everything in the spring to worry about, such as the Spring concert, musical, and midterms/finals/projects. Then I'll spend my entire summer at the school for the summer musical. Then school starts again, and I get to start the wonderful life of high school. Do I have too much of a life, or no life at all?
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