Fav Jimmy quotes!

Nurse: So, ur back, jimmy. what happened?
Jimmy: I woke up, and the bed was on fire!

“It’s come to ya! Its the truth!”
“How sweet it is!”

 

Hey, dudes!

Hey dudes. It’s been a while. A fairly long while. As in it’s November and I haven’t been on here since April. Which is sad, cuz I like this blog. So, a few new things bout moi:

1. I’m taking French. Ahem. Je francais non bon………

2. I moved. 😦 Again.

3. I got a gmail account. And I’m not giving it to you. Haha. Mine’s better than yours.

4. I starred in my first play. It rocked… sorta. There was a lot of line forgeting ( who’ll ever know if you make up a line? Still, I wasn’t the main one who was forgetting, unbelievably)

5. My freestyle time was updated. I still don’t think andyone cares about that, but I put it up in case any swimmers come, so they know that I am not in any way threatening. For those of you who don’t swim, that is a slow time.

 

Photos

Okay, I ♥ (that probably won’t make the symbol, but you get the point) WordPress right now… 3 GB! Awesome! My other blog has a 120 KB limit, so I can hardly upload anything. But I upload it on WordPress… and, when I get it off my blog, it’s smaller! That probably makes no sense, but hey. Here’s some photos:

 

Googlewhacks:

Is there anyone on here who knows what a googlewhack is? Probably not. A googlewhack is something you type into Google or some other search engine and get just on hit. Using Google I found these:

1.wannabebebe

2.lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

3.ericishness

4.adelstrifipicus

5.my favorite applesauce monster is named kikil

 

LOL

A figured I should make my own little funny gossip column in here. Like, stories that are true though, not actualy gossip, I suppose. Well, here goes.

The other day CJJ came over and said she wanted to watch Barbie and the Nutcracker. So I figured, what’s wrong with it? Mine as well let her. I have a copy from when I was younger so I fixed up the TV and VCR so they would play together ( we now only have to flip a switch and change the channel if every wire is plugged in and the last person used the VCR responsibly, instead of having to put that wire in every time which took twice the time the movie would’ve just to find it wasn’t working) I plugged it in and she watched pretty much commentless until the end. Now, those of you who are Barbie fans probably understand that at the end Barbie (Clara)  and the nutcracker find out the the nutcracker is Prince Eric and Clara is the Sugar-plum Princess. Then they have this grand-finale ballet dance and everyone’s dressed in these beuatiful clothes. Well, CJJ watches it and says “Prince Eric gets shot! It’s a rated R movie!” This from her mouth! My goodness!

 

a poem…

I have a poem short enough that I don’t have to put a document on. All rights reserved on it so hands off, it mine. Original work by the three people: Me, myself, and I. Here is my masterpiece (LOL, it really is awful.)

Sorrow By me

A wisp of wind blows through the door;

The silence now complete.

Edging in a feeling of sorrow;

Mourning, death, sorrow…

Alone and shivering lies a man,

His heart grasped by the icy snow.

Murder, murder, by the axe;

Blood split never to live again.

The icy depth is no innocent accomplice,

And the swirling flakes have done wrong,

But the blade of the axe struck the final blow,

For sorrow, for sorrow.

Well? What do you think? My dad and my brother laughed at me ’cause it’s so tragic, but that’s the point. My bro wrote one entitled “The Chesse is Now Speaking”. I think he meant cheese, but it goes something like “The cheese is now speaking, and also wreaking” Akward, huh? And he gave the poem to the grandson of woman who can best help me with my writing… oh dear, I hope she makes no connection between our manuscripts. Oh, here’s another one I wrote!

The Mirror By me (yeah, no, duh!)

An image cast upon my surface,

Shimering it’s reflection clear,

Bounding back there comes a face, a face of fear, a face of fear.

In nearing darkness shines a light,

A light so clear, a savior.

And changing fear to a lighter not, of dearest unmourning cheer.

Back in comes the darkness,

But the face appears no more.

For you have seen my twisted figure, a mirror on the wall.

I know, where’s the cheer, but that’s not as bad as the first. Actualy, I have a third I was going to put in here that was inspired from my mom making me going to swimming three times a week before the meets start… that was before I liked it, though! I LOVE it now… I’d give you the website of the team I’m on but that’s dangerous. I can still tell you my times though.. actualy, my current ones are embarrasingly slow so I won’t put them up. Wait until I get my relay time so I can blame it on someone else! Oh, and by the way, there were supposed to be different paragraphs in all of these poems but it would only let me do lines. You’ll just have to guess where they were. Here’s on more that I wrote today:

Take This to You Grave  By Ms. You-guessed-it

Take this to your grave.

For onward life is a speck of dust

On a road already paved.

Remember this past your life.

For life is just a simple test

In death beyond the knife.

Relive this when unliving.

For night and day are only two cycles

When your heart stops giving.

Take this to your grave.

For you musn’t forget what you  have learned

When you lose your blaze.

Allright, your probably a little tired of sort of sad stuff so I wrote a few that are kind of happy. Here’s one of my favorites, Shining (which has no reatlation to the movie, by the way. ) I won’t tell who I wrote it about.

Shining

Hope is a shining curtain,

While evil is a mirror.

Hope shines, and thus so does evil.

Hope is a mirror of good.

Evil shines and thus hope.

Hope shines and thus evil.

But two is not enough.

There is another that shines.

You shine.

So whatcha think? I think my specialty is dark, mournful poems that don’t rhyme. But, I did make another one, this time thinking of a certain “emo” I know. LOL, strange!

Smiley

Do you see that smiley?

The one over there?

And over there?

Do you see it now?

What if I click on it?

Do you see that?

That’s a smiley.

Okay, that one’s sort of stupid, I pretty much put that in there to clarify that I’m making an effort. Here’s another one:

Where are you?        With help from a friend. 

Admist the glittering stars I see the moon.

I see, here, the black of night.

But wherever I look I do not see it.

All the lights are on everywhere.

Every corner is lit, there is nowhere to hide.

But wherever I look I do not see it.

Dashing accros the square I see everyone.

They stare at me with blank eyes.

But everywhere I look I do not see it.

I truly am sorry. I promise, I will not be malicious!

I will bow down my soul, I will not hurt agian!

I will do it all for you.

But where are you?

 

Does anyone?…

Does anyone know how to post documents on your blog? I have a really wacked one with Danny (thinks that I’m his girlfriend for some reason, despite the fact that he’s five years younger than me and about half the size) screaming in it. It’s not exactly funny but I think it’s kind of charming, so I’d like to put it on here. Please comment with a solution

 

Hello!

Hello everybody! Wow, I’m famous. I’m talking to people I don’t know and who don’t know me… Well, that’s the point of this blog. I want YOU to know ME. Of course, I’m sure I’d like to know you too but that’s rather impossible. My name is Sara/Sadie (Warren is the last name I use, for my ancestor, Richard Warren). Call me whatever you like ’cause I’m not telling ya which one’s my actual name.  Remember, I don’t have the faintest idea who you are, or even that you’re here. Oh, please leave a comment by the way! I do love reading them! Allright, more about me. If you want to know me here are a few things about mwa:

1. I love to write. I don’t know why but it’s always been easy to me. Actually, at my literature group we were reading Frankenstein and talking about how strange it was that Mary Shelly wrote it when she was only nineteen, all agreeing that she must have been pretty good. After the meeting one of mothers from my writing co-op came up to me and whispered in my ear that she thought I could. Alright, it’s self-flattery but you do have to know just how good I am and how important it is to me once I get into it.

2.I have a muscular pinkie. No, I am not joking. I actualy do. I do work-out for it sometimes… Lol, I lift cereal bowls! Oh, the stress!

3. I’m wacko and proud of it. Notice the title of this page is “iliketobeweird’s Weblog”.  seperated into words that’s “I like to be weird”, which I do. According to one member of my “seven-year-old fan club” I can get a job in the future for being weird (cute, isn’t he? I told him to say that. 🙂

4.I have two other blogs. Of course, this is my first one about me. My other ones are:

http://www.animalprotectioncouncil.blogspot.com and http://worldsword.freeblogit.comanimal protection council is years old. I’m “the president” in which I’m referred to as Sara. Like I said in the former, I go by both names. I  prefer Sadie, I think… it has a cool ring to it. Sadie, Sadie, Sadie… Sadie… Sadie, Sadie….. bum de dum bum de dum…. Sadie…. Whoopsie! I’m off track! The other blog is for the newspaper my friends and I do. Unfortunately, I can’t figure out how to upload the paper onto there so it’s about over. Well, here’s a little profile I wrote about myself:

Name: Sadie/Sara

Best 50 yard freestyle time: 34.79 seconds (allright, that’s not very good. 🙂 My 100 yard is faster. No, wait, let me rephrase that. If my 100 yard freestyle were faster I’d be breaking records. My 100 is faster compared to other people. Unfortunately. I mean, unfortunately I’m not breaking records… fortunately it’s better compared to others.

Strange fact: I never repeat myself.

Strange fact: I never repeat myself.

Favs:

Male band/singer: Good Charlotte GCGCGCGCGCGCGCGCGC…. I listen to Escape the Fate, too. If Good Charlotte were dead and the world somehow managed to go on, Escape the Fate would conquer the world with their awesomeness. But, lucky for us, GC exists.

Female band/singer: Mariah Carry

Co-ed band/singer: Hm….. IDK, probably Paramore, although I don’t like them that much.

Book: ….gotta be The Sweet Far Thing, strange as the title is is. But I also LUV the Rime of the  Ancient Mariner, ’cause it’s cool poetry.

Poem: Oh! How important this is… The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe (I claim relation) or The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.

Color: Black/blue IDK, they’re both coolness.

Sport: Swimming/gymnastics/skiing (according to this computer that’s how you spell it so I’ll leave it) Skiing I’m not all that bad at, although it is another sport I have managed to injur myself in.

Song: Predictable/Not Good Enough For Truth in Cliche/We Won’t Back Down…. I have a lot of favorite songs.

School Subject: I study phonetics. They are awesome!

Role Model: Joel Madden. Hey, he did stop smoking!

Quote: “I am an evil genuis! Muhaha!”-CJJ (from now on anyone whose name I won’t say is CJJ. And, CJJ, if your reading this, you should know that none of these freaky things are you!)

Secret: Ha! Caught you there!