HOMEMADE POPSICLES mmm

Katty kat kat KAaAt
YAY Earth! ...What've you people done to the place? It's all...*shudders*
Just don't wear whiskers. That's taking it too far.
I actually really liked your descriptions of places through tastes. It made me happy for some reason, it was actually really, really good. I'm kinda proud of you.
...What's haggis?
That Jonas Brother's thing is cute :P Last year my friends had me go see Cobra Starship, and some girls got into a fight over a water bottle Gabe threw into the crowd, and he helped one of the girls onto the stage afterward because she was the one that was punched. They had some trouble pulling her onto the stage, people helped from behind <.< But it kinda sucked because then they just put her on the side of the stage, the show must have been worse from there.
Stuff with church? What classes? Why aren't you doing marching band this year? Is it because of what happened at band camp...?

friddyPOP
Awesome is made of you too. It's made of the both of us. That works.
You're a wonderful teacher, I still remember what you taught me :] Except which fret the capo goes on. 5th? I dunno. I'll figure it out.
I'm proud of you for naming your tonsil stones after two people I don't enjoy and one that I don't know.
Craic is a good word. I promised a friend that I wouldn't remember what it means, and now I use it all the time. It's good craic. (See what I did there?)

Anders, hope to hear from you soon. If we don't, we'll assume you're dead and build a shrine.

SHA NA NA NA NA
You scream in happiness, Shanyn. Happiness, not excitement. Excitement too.
Ooo Tim Burton. Sexy.
Blollab sometimes puts <&^#EHDT#%Y^$> in my posts. Something like that.
Don't work at the gas station, those places are dangerous at night, go with being a waitress in a high class restaurant, like KFC.
Although it's a terrible idea to search anything in google images having to do with guys, don't trust your friends telling you to go to certain websites out of the blue. Chris. You're reading this. Dear lord.
Also, I have to give credit now, Chris Johnstone, I did not steal! I derived "blollab" from his "nollab": www.thenollab.wordpress.com
It's a good story so far, although kind of paused at the moment.
If you don't go for KFC, Mickey D's is always looking for teenagers to grease up and set at the frier. Don't fall for it. There's a squid in there, it WILL eat you.


"The world must know, since the whole world reads this.....Whatever I was talking about, I was talking about that. *chuckle* I'm too TIRED for this, Yelena. What was I talking about before that, I was talking about something. I was talking about how Eddie's mean to me, and the whole world should know that." Megan. And then I told her to stop talking so I could get it all down.
"We are SO EXCITING. Makes me wanna take my pants off and run around." Megan
Megan and her quotes, I had to post them in. I just did. Leave me be. They were funny when she said them at least.
This week's been...weeky. My mum's taken me out and I dress like a girl now, it's great news. Seriously though, I probably haven't done anything of interest this week, but I'm now in an amazing skype call. Chris Johnstone, the lad is half asleep and trying to get meganisyou, MEGAN CHRISTINE ASHLEY, to sing and tell him stories. "Would you rather have an ass on your face or would you rather have a nose on your bum?" Yeahh, he's tired.
"What kind of question is that?"
"It's a would you rather question."
"Whose ass and whose face?"
"Your ass and your face."
I'm not even participating in this conversation.
"Which one?"
"Ask Yelena."
...no comment.
"Megan, if Yelena answers the question, will you answer the question?"
"I will not answer the question!"
"DAMN." *insert coughing fit*
Did I mention that it's around 4:30am for him?

"Your evil laugh sucks."
"That wasn't my evil laugh, listen to this MUAHAHAHA."

I've been making popsicles out of tea in paper cups and they're good. The tea kind of concentrates to the middle and the outside is just ice. They're good.
A few days ago Chris, Megan, and I went around omegle with "Rodion??" trying to find each other. Megan and Chris found each other five times, exactly, and I met Chris once. We counted down in Skype. "3 2 1 click."
"3 2 1 click."
"5 7 9 6 3 2 1 click."
"1 2 3 2 1 click."
We always had better luck when Chris did it. The majestic, kitten-insided man. He reminds me of kittens.

I AM LE TIRED. I think I'll go now, it's 11:32pm and I need to erm...post this. Yes. Nighty night women and children. And Andy. And whatever the hell I am.
<3 Melona
This was almost a dedication to Chris an Megan. I'm apologise to the blollabers for having to endure it.