Guess what?
I can has deviantART?
YESH.
^^
Click here to go to my deviantART profile.
:)))
Until next time,
K.H.P.
SpazAttacks/SexualHarassment
Hey everyone!! Check out my newest spaz attack videos by clicking HERE !!!
You should definitely do it.
Cos if you don't.
I'll hit you in the head with a banana.
^_^
OH and as for a random picture for today...
Here's some of my college's rules.
Don't call me:
Dear
Darling
or
Sweetheart.
They might getcha for sexual harassment.
You should definitely do it.
Cos if you don't.
I'll hit you in the head with a banana.
^_^
OH and as for a random picture for today...
Here's some of my college's rules.
Don't call me:
Dear
Darling
or
Sweetheart.
They might getcha for sexual harassment.
What I Learned in College
So I figured that I would keep track of everything that I've learned thus far at Oklahoma Christian, so that later on, I can look back and remember things that I hope I don't forget. (:
1. Don't draw in the library.
2. Actually, drawing IN the library is fine.
3. Drawing THE library...bad idea...
4. Frikkin detail...
5. Spaz attacks happen at least 3 times a week, if not daily.
6. Sidewalk chalk is amazing.
7. So are friends (*cough* CHRIS *cough*) who secretly film you freaking out over sidewalk chalk.
8. ...or a phone...
9. ...or your explanation AND demonstration of the spinjump.
I'm sure there will be more posts like this, so stay tuned.
But until then...
SHNARKENBLARKEN!!!
The Big Yella One is the Sun
Heyyyy people!! I haven’t posted in quite some time and I had this feeling that my beloved fellow blogger was bound to get on to me for not posting anything lately. So I figured, I’D BEAT HER TO IT!! Mwahahahahahahahaha…
Seeing as the last time I posted was back in July…I know I have a lot to catch y’all up on.
I’m in college now, hoping to get an education. Haha. Cos apparently the last twelve years mean nothing.
My schedule is pretty laid back, with Tuesdays and Thursdays being my easy days (I only have two classes, not counting chapel, on those days). Monday and Wednesday are okay, but since I have a 9 a.m. drawing class (which, by the way, doesn’t get out til 10:30 and chapel starts at 11) I have to lug my HUGE portfolio around with me for half the day. I mean, if it was just a sketch book, I’d be okay with that.
But the paper I have to use is 18x24.
EIGHTEEN BY TWENTY-FOUR INCHES!!!! Ack.
Anyways, so yeah. I usually don’t get to lose the portfolio until after chapel, which means I have to practically sprint from one side of the campus (where the chapel is), to my dorm (on the OTHER side of campus), and BACK PAST the chapel building. Meh.
I’m not really in much of a blogging mood right now.
But I will attach a pic that I find interesting.
What the frik.
Pinky and the Brain
HEY. HEY YOU. YOU WITH THE FRIKKIN FACE!
Nevermind. I hate you. In fact, I hope something eats you.
So yeah, my beloved fellow blogger lovingly demanded that I post. So I am. So she doesn't eat me. I'm dead serious.
So I was in Chicago July 6th through the 12th and I've got some interesting videos of my "opinions" of that whole shebang on my YouTube, which you can access by clicking here. WOO! Alrighty...
Here's the low down of what all happened in Chicago. And...stuff...
July 6th: get up before God and be at the church at 5 frikkin 30. Bahaha. I woke up at 5:34. Meh. So I was kinda late to that but it's okay because we didn't leave til like 6:15. FML.
July 7th: passed out flyers. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH ROOM IS BETWEEN HOUSES (I think that's what they're called) IN CHICAGO?! GOOD LORD! Okay so about 26 peeps went on this "mission trip" and altogether I'm 112% positive that we passed out like a billion flyers. I keed. It was only five THOUSAND. Then we went to this pizza place and it was okay and all except for the tiny minute fact that I HATE PIZZA. BLEHHH.
July 8th: the basketball camp began. Raise your hand if you love little bilingual children running around and stuff. Y'all deaf? I said raise your hand if...oh wait nevermind. I get it. No one raised their hand because...okay. I'm an idiot. For dinner I went to a Thai restaurant. THERE WAS FRIKKIN CORN IN MY FLIPPIN FRIED RICE. Who the FREAK does that?!? I'll tell you who. It's those little short people who talk funny. I keed.
Okay.
July 9th: more basketball. And I was frikkin screamed at for saying "crap." Okay I'm in the middle of Chicago (it's a scary place dude) and I get reprimanded for saying crap? Seriously? Do they want me saying f**k or s**t or something like that? Ahehh...I probably would've been excommunicated. Bah. Bring it. Then hot dogs. I don't give a rat's arse what's in 'em. I just know I love a good Chicago dog. Oh my God I'm so white.
July 10th: happy day. More basketball. Good Lord. Anyways went to the Navy Pier. It rained. Everyone was inside. Kayla had a panic attack. It was all good, and actually kinda funny -- wait...I'm Kayla. Eff...
July 11th: church and the mall. Interesting.
July 12th: ever heard of Spongebob Squarepants' Campfire Song? DON'T. It will suck the life out of you. And it's really catchy and will get stuck in your head for WEEKS. I'M NOT LYING.
And so now I'm sitting in the Owasso Public Library and typing this out for all my little freaks who follow me. I mean that in the most kindest way possible. Pfft. My papa called and asked me what I was doing and the conversation went something like this:
(Papa asks what I'm doing)
Me: Typing
(asks typing what)
Me: Nothing really just hacking into the government system. I'm going to take over the world.
Hahahahaha. ROTFLMAOWTFOMGBBQ!! I'm so probably gonna get flagged by the government for saying - er, typing that. Three words buddy. I WAS KIDDING.
JK.
What are we gonna do tonight, Brain?
The same thing we do every night, Pinky. We're going to take over the world.
Nevermind. I hate you. In fact, I hope something eats you.
So yeah, my beloved fellow blogger lovingly demanded that I post. So I am. So she doesn't eat me. I'm dead serious.
So I was in Chicago July 6th through the 12th and I've got some interesting videos of my "opinions" of that whole shebang on my YouTube, which you can access by clicking here. WOO! Alrighty...
Here's the low down of what all happened in Chicago. And...stuff...
July 6th: get up before God and be at the church at 5 frikkin 30. Bahaha. I woke up at 5:34. Meh. So I was kinda late to that but it's okay because we didn't leave til like 6:15. FML.
July 7th: passed out flyers. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH ROOM IS BETWEEN HOUSES (I think that's what they're called) IN CHICAGO?! GOOD LORD! Okay so about 26 peeps went on this "mission trip" and altogether I'm 112% positive that we passed out like a billion flyers. I keed. It was only five THOUSAND. Then we went to this pizza place and it was okay and all except for the tiny minute fact that I HATE PIZZA. BLEHHH.
July 8th: the basketball camp began. Raise your hand if you love little bilingual children running around and stuff. Y'all deaf? I said raise your hand if...oh wait nevermind. I get it. No one raised their hand because...okay. I'm an idiot. For dinner I went to a Thai restaurant. THERE WAS FRIKKIN CORN IN MY FLIPPIN FRIED RICE. Who the FREAK does that?!? I'll tell you who. It's those little short people who talk funny. I keed.
Okay.
July 9th: more basketball. And I was frikkin screamed at for saying "crap." Okay I'm in the middle of Chicago (it's a scary place dude) and I get reprimanded for saying crap? Seriously? Do they want me saying f**k or s**t or something like that? Ahehh...I probably would've been excommunicated. Bah. Bring it. Then hot dogs. I don't give a rat's arse what's in 'em. I just know I love a good Chicago dog. Oh my God I'm so white.
July 10th: happy day. More basketball. Good Lord. Anyways went to the Navy Pier. It rained. Everyone was inside. Kayla had a panic attack. It was all good, and actually kinda funny -- wait...I'm Kayla. Eff...
July 11th: church and the mall. Interesting.
July 12th: ever heard of Spongebob Squarepants' Campfire Song? DON'T. It will suck the life out of you. And it's really catchy and will get stuck in your head for WEEKS. I'M NOT LYING.
And so now I'm sitting in the Owasso Public Library and typing this out for all my little freaks who follow me. I mean that in the most kindest way possible. Pfft. My papa called and asked me what I was doing and the conversation went something like this:
(Papa asks what I'm doing)
Me: Typing
(asks typing what)
Me: Nothing really just hacking into the government system. I'm going to take over the world.
Hahahahaha. ROTFLMAOWTFOMGBBQ!! I'm so probably gonna get flagged by the government for saying - er, typing that. Three words buddy. I WAS KIDDING.
JK.
What are we gonna do tonight, Brain?
The same thing we do every night, Pinky. We're going to take over the world.
Sphynx Cats (05.16.2010)
I'm sorry that the audio sucks! Please rate/comment. Thanks.
Snarkenblarken.
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