The group.

What the hell just happened?

Such a sweet moment - i check the blogs to see that many of the common passers-by have written farewell notes regarding semester 1, grade 11, 1st month of the 11 year... OF THE 2ND MILLENIUM. or twenty first century for those of you who count backward.

and here i will explain the group.

you guys are cool. but what enrages me is that i am not part of this 'old' group.

i mean, how far back are we looking dudes? i bullied sarah long before any of you knew she has cranial problems. eric imfeld was my best friend in grade 6. i dont know who his best friend was :(

also, i have noted eric mayhew as being 'unfaithful' to the group. he was a deviant who came from the primordial soup of Liane losee's face. he also had glasses back then. eric did have, however, a tie to jenna, considered a pillar of the group. but, when problems of the 'forest hill' folk arose, eric spent a year retreat with the grade 12. welcome back eric meyhaw.

this zack dude, with the whole nicole gf and the whole pat best friend, THIS IS THE GROUP.

zack, pat, nicole. they were always together. jenna, follows, i think. i dont know how krysta got to the group. i think she was a leane girl too...

joe, zack, mitchell?, jake? the rest of the people i fail to count... summer??

so the order. zack, pat, nicole, jenna, krysta, sarah, ericm, erici, phillip.

remember how it was 4 boys (minus eric M) and 4 girls....

i am trying to prove nothing, except that our group is cool.

AND, on my resume, i was actually part of the christian Anti-group group... so, i am pretty much a stone in the group.

by the way we need a name for us.

happy examination of 1, 11, 1, 11, 21.

WELCOME TO A REALLY STUPID BLOG IDEA

IS A BAD IDEA BECAUSE

IS FUCKING BORING AND PLUS

GOT A NEW HAIRCUT AND

PROBABLY BROKE WHEN

HAPPENED, SO LETS THANK

THAT I DON'T PLAY BASKET BALL BECAUSE

AND

AND

AND MAYBE EVEN

CAN HAPPEN... (yes ARA, arousing)

THANK YOU

or

apologies x-plornet users, but...

he was deported later that month...

Blogathon 2011: Winter Edition

Its that time of year again - January. We all know January for its hangovers, exams, and cruel sounding 'J' that June and July would later steal. Other than that, Jan is the most boring month alive. We must kill it. This is how:

blog

The blogathon committee 2011 has been working day in day out, and yes, even nights, to give you something special. Our prize this year has been uprgaded from a coke to a 3-gauge shotgun and a papaya. Please donate by emailing Heather Scott at gogogirl192.8@hotmail.com. No joke, do it.

The theme is 'bad idea' or if your feeling creative, 'bad ideas'. Here are the rules:

1) No smoking unless supervised by alcohol.
2) one must blog each day starting January, Wednesday the 2011, 13th. It will last 7 days, people.
3) the blogs must revolve around the theme 'bad idea'

i. title of the blog is the bad idea. ex. "Mrs. Goodfriend on a snowmobile"

ii. subject of the blog must explain the bad idea, and going off topic to talk about your favourite Alex Madore story is acceptable.

iii. End the blog with a creative 'and that was a bad idea' phrase.

***Special Requirements***

please consider this for extra blogpoints
1) one blog is a bad idea involving your friends.

2) one blog is to use horror and bloody gore.

As y'all y'all can see, much less rules from last year, but be sure to respect them. Don't forget to email Heather with a heart-felt message, and please work hard at earning blogpoints (*new*), with creativity and insults. There might be a few surprises along the way in this competition, so get fierce.

Thank,

Blogathon Committee 2011

SCREW, you

LOOKS LIKE NOONE FUCKING CARES ABOUT LIZBETH DESTINY JUNIOR II, OR AS SHE IS KNOWN IN THE HOOD, ELLE-D2 .

WELL GOD NEEDS A PUSSY. CAT WOULD MAKE HIM LESS OF A WIENER. HOT DOG, THAT IS - THE FOOD THAT FEEDS; NEEDS EATING. OUT OF THE DARK THEY COME. ALL OVER YOUR FACE YOU CAN SEE. MAN, ITS AS IF AQALEI NEVER THOUGH OF FINGERING. SARVEY JUST LICKING ROUND AND ROUND THE ICE CREAM OFF. POLISSNATRA LOOKS LEFT, RIGHT, THINKS, REMEMBERS HOW HE SLAPS. PERDEST DIGS HER FACE OUT - WHAT A MESS. OSTANOVKA REACHES FOR THE BOTTLE, WOW SHE'S FUCKED. BLOODTOOTH, OH YEAH.

forgive me brothers and sisters. it is time for the next theme. no poetry, only insults, profanity, disgust.

i'm done

Noted

you know what?
chinese food
it's like "dude..."
the cow mooed
then got eaten
in chop suey
... uhh ...

poetry is over
i now charge $$$ for anyone who wants to hear my beautiful prose.
1) my brother is a copy-cat
2) i have high speed. now my most surreal dream is within reach: start a vlog. And following that porn conversation at Nicole's... i can now upgrade to video's. ya mama :p please leave suggestive sites/links/urls in the comment box
MUAHUAHUA

i'm done