Politics, Holidays, and Christine O'Donnell, who is NOT a witch.

This week, our World Geography class had us vote for every election currently happening in the state of Florida. I was expecting seeing a pole with Governor, Senator, and all that basic stuff, but the categories were never ending. I don't see the point in the Schools System having students do this, for practically all of us (well me, anyway) saw little scribles instead of the thousands of unfamiliar names the polls asked us about. There was only one name I recognized, and that was Charlie Christ. So I think you can guess for whom I voted for Senator.

I really hope you don't think I am some sort of illiterate and arrogant college student living in a messy college dorm who has no knowledge about politics, because I have not yet reached the age in which I can vote. I "voted" for a Schools poll. It was very unreasonable. And it reminded me of a discussion we had in World History the other day on whether or not kids should be able to vote. Half of the people were in favor of this, and the more I think about it, the more utterly ridicuolous, preposterous, and laughable this thought becomes. Most of the defence statements made had to do with "we will be affected too" and "we are better educated than some adults out there."

ha.

Ha.

HA.

Humor me.

And this isn't me being full of myself by comparing myself to my mostly naive peers, for I won't even pretend I know half of the terms I hear on CNN, and confess I find politics to be one of the most boring things I can put my mind on. My complete stupidity towards politics was made clear to me when I began to search amongst the list of candidates for the numerous polls for the name "Christine O'Donnell." Later, I found out Christine O'Donnell was running for Delaware Senator. Delware is very far away from Florida.

The reason I was so interested in voting for Christine O'Donnell was because I saw a very peculiar add on the interenet endorsing her (once again my ignorance towards politics is displayed by my method for choosing whom to vote for.) In the add, the first thing she says is "I'm not a witch." And, of course, the first think that pops into my mind was...

They've been asking you what you'll be for Halloween too?

And then...

Shoot Halloween is this weekend!

Halloween has never been, is not, and never will be one of my favored holidays. Why?

1) I have to make a decision on what dress up as, and after the first decade or so, my creativity begins to drain.
2) I have to buy/make a costume. Ugh.
3) Candy is not something I am as attached to as most people are.
4) The idea of me having to prepare so drastically for an evening that consists of me walking all over the neighboorhood asking people for their treats, and offering an alterate option of tricks, makes me tired to even think about in itself
5) Just.... ughhh.

And while when the faithful evening does come I do always come along to having a very good time, I still don't consider it something to necessarily look forward to. I look forward to Fridays. I look forward to movies. I look forward to vacations. I look forward to finishing a project/assignment for the sole purpose of not having to waste time and life on it any longer. I do not ever quite look forward to Halloween.  Its more like one of those things you force yourself to do because you know you will end up enjoying it.

So when Christine O'Donnell says "I'm not a witch," I know that it is not because of the fact that her opponents often attack her with the fact that she used to dwell in witchcraft as a young adult, but because she too is tired of people asking her what she will be for Halloween, for she (like me) does not find much interest in the holiday.

However, I am afraid I am not completely sure on how to enterpret the part where she says "I'm you." She repeats this several times, so I think this must be the prominent message of the add, and the only coherent and relevant enterpretations of this I have are either:
a) She has identity crissis.
b) She is giving us permission to be her.

I am going to say that she meant option B, because it is more far more interesting and drastically less disturbing than option A, so since I now am Christine O'Donnell, I can legally say this:

I'm Chirstine O'Donnell, and I approve this message.
And I'm not a witch.

Don't call her name, Alejandro

I don't know who you are, Alejandro, but if you're reading this, don't call her name.

So I thought Lady Gaga's Telephone music video was bizarre, but I didn't even know what was coming. I mean it is a song about a telephone, but the video is about her getting bailed out from prison and then going out on a killing rampage. I mean that video had everything from mind reading to cooking lesson; she gave you all but the kitchen sink- and she even gave us that on her tutorial of how to make a sandwich.

And now there is her Alejandro video. Damn. That was something, alright. Word of advice: you might not want to watch this at night by yourself unless you are the kind of self-distructive person who enjoys having nightmares. It was scary. I mean seriously, man, you do not wanna call this chick. This video was about this guy who died, so I'm thinking it was a warning, maybe. Like "this what gonna happen if you call my name, Alejandro."

You wanna know what I think? I think Alejandro is the same guy she and Beyoncé where telling to stop calling them in Telephone. Alejandro, she does not wanna talk anymore, you heard me? She's got her head and her heart on the dance floor, so just quit trying to talk to her. It's no use trying to call her name, either, and tell you what, I think you just crossed the line, cause in that video, she did not hint settling this over with a peace agreement; there was a coffin, dude. Oh, I see whats going on... You think that she wants your love and all your lovers revenge, and that you and her could write a bad romance! No, dude, she wasn't rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ing to you, cause if she wanted your romance so much, she wouldn't be telling you to shut up. I hate to break it to you, but she doesn't want to play a love game with you either; you just forget about her riding your disco stick now. She might have wanted to, but clearly you've screwed up, because thats two songs now in which she has been trying to tell you to shut up.

And Katy Perry, why did you even waltz in into this whole dillema, anyway? You were saying (well, tweeting really,) "Using blasphemy as entertainment is as cheap as a comedian telling fart jokes." Girl, this was between her and Alejandro; you did not have to butt in. I feel sorry for you because you know what this girl is capable of. Besides, you're not the one to talk. Using a bizarre made up candy world for a video is as cheap as an artist using blasphemy as entertainment.

So, Alejandro, Fernando, Roberto, and Katy Perry, you all better watch out now. Do not call her name, don't text her, dont tweet her, don't anything her.

-Bouncing Wolf

Roman Polanski and Water Bottles

So I finished reading my book today, its called The Ghost.
It's about this ghost writer.
Ooh la la you don't know what that means?
I'll explain.
Oh you do. I'll tell you anyways.
Its someone who gets hired by somewone who wants to write a book to write it for them, but the other person is the one who gets the most credit.
So in my book, this ex-prime minister of England hires this ghost writer to assist him with his memoirs (OMAIGOSH I DON'T WANT THIS TO DISTRACT YOU SO I'M WRITING IT IN PARENTHESIS. MEMOIRS IS PRONOUNCED MEM-WARS,) so the guy accepts. But the 'ghost' he learns that his predecesor died mysteriously and that his client is being charged with war crimes, and is in refuge in another country.
I read this book because it was made into a movie.
Then I found out the movie was directed by Roman Polanski.
Which is ironic because he is directing a movie about a guy who is running from a country because he is being charged with crime in another country... is it just me or did Roman Polanski just direct a movie about himself?

So today, I was in class. And in this class, I sit in the farthest seat from the door. So, naturally, I am usually the last one to leave. So just as about the bell was going to ring, I began slyly moving to empty seats closer to the door, one by one. I was really careful so the teacher wouldn't notice. And then, of course,

BAM

My damn water bottle fell on the floor with the loudest BAM you can ever imagine, and it didn't stop there. It just kept skipping on, with smaller but still loud BAMS.

So close, so close...

-Wolfie

Stop tah-tah-talkin that blah, blah, blah

I'm sorry but that song is just not good. At. All.
Well, in my opinion, that is. Which, here at BTDT, is the only one that matters.
No I'm just kidding.
Or am I?

So I'm listening to my iPod (III can make your bedrock! That song is soo good...) so I am kinda not really that consentrated in this post.

Ooh caught in a bad romance.
Rah rah ah ah ah
Roma roma ma
Gaga Ooh la la
Want your bad romance
I want ugly, I want your desease, I want you everything as long as its free
I want your love
Love, love, love!

I know that there might be some of you that don't like Lady Gaga, but I have just gotta say that I think she pwns! Yesterday (Friday) I finally got to see the Telephone music video, because I was not able to watch it at like eleven at night on "E! Entertainment"
It
was
so
awsome!
But still it was very strange. She said she felt bad for the Bad Romance video because this one was going to be so much better. It kinda was.

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance!!
I want your love and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance!!
Oh oh oh oooh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Caught in a bad romance!

Again, Lady Gaga is the best.

-Wolfie

In which the muffin man is allergic to wheat.

Oh my I havent posted in a long time.

It would be wierd if Lady Gaga had a poker party in which no one could read her poker face.

Just sayin.

I really do not know what to post about.

What about the Mets?

Oh who am I kidding I don't watch baseball on weekends.

Oh who am I kidding I don't watch sports on weekends.

Oh who am I kidding I don't watch sports.

Oh who am I kidding I don't watch television.

Oh who am I kidding I do.

Oh who am I kidding I am just trying to fill this post with fluff.

Man that was a poor choice of words.

-Wolfie

Note to self.

Remember to give yourself notes to self in order not to forget what to post about.

I have many random things to say because I just remembered about them.

Last week, when I was walking home from school, I walked past a red light and I noticed there was this little kid crying. I could have sworn that kid was saying
"I wanna die!"
I thought that was really emo especially for a kid of that age. Then I realized the kid was saying
"I wanna dog!"
Yeah, I should have known little kids don't suffer from depression that early on in life.

Also, last week when I was walking home from school (on a different day though) I felt something in my shoe. I didn't want to stop because I like getting home early. I walked and walked, each step making my foot ache more. When I got home, I realized I had a plastic spoon inside my shoe.

You all know who Susan Boyle is?
She's 48. Just thought I'd point that out.

I was looking at SporksAreUseless' random facts reference website, and I learned that elephants are the only mammals that can't jump. Elephants are the wickedest animals, after manatees. I mean they are just so elephanty. Dwarf elephants should have been invented by now. I mean its 2010! Where are all the flying cars? The least they should have invented are dwarf elephants. They would be so cool to own. Like poodle sized elephants.
Pig sized llamas.
Goldfish sized manatees.
Mantee sized goldfish.
Ew scratch that last one.

-Wolfie

Captain Sweeney Wonka the Hatter

Frankly, I am growing tired of Johnny Depp. Since (A.D.) 2,000 he as stared in Pirates of the Caribbean, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Sweeney Todd, and now he will star in Alice in Wonderland. I mean he has played a drunk failish pirate, a chocolate freak, a serial killer barber, and now a mad hatter. How about if you give the other actors a chance to play cool roles? I'm sorry, Mr. Depp, but you are coming as a sort of Cool Role Hawk.
On the bright side he has variety.

-Wolfie

I don't have anybody to thank!

It's trivia Thursday!
Did you know...
The novel "The Devil Wears Prada" was written by a former assistant of editor-in-chief of fashion magazine Vogue, and is speculated to be based on her real life experience as assistant of Anna Wintour. Ironically, Wintour attended the New York premier of the film adaptation wearing head-to-toe Prada.

And I will also go ahead and do speech Friday because I will not be able to post tomorow.

"If you start playing violins, I will tear this join apart. First of all I would like to thank Susan Downey for telling me that Matt Damon was going to win so don't bother to prepare a speech. That was at about ten in the morning. I don't have anybody to thank! I'm sorry, everyone's been so gratuitous, it was collaboration, and we all did this together. Certainly I'm gonna thank Warner Brothers. Alan Horn and... My god robbing off these guys, they needed me! Avatar is gonna takes us to the cleaners! If they didn't have me they didn't have a shot, buddy!"
-Robert Downey, Jr., acceptance speech for Golden Globe for Best Actor in a Motion Picture Comedy or Musical for his role in Sherlock Holmes.

I would like to make an account of something that happened to me while I was at Wendy's.
I was going to have the usual '#6, medium fries, Coca-Cola, yes fries, yes medium, no slushy, I already said fries, oh for goodness sake get some hearing aid, lady!', but the problem was that I (father) only had a $100 bill. I asked if they accepted one hundred dollar bills, and the lady just looks at me in the most annoyed look, as if I was Bernie Madoff, and in a very hesitant way said 'yes'. I gave it to her, and she impatiently began looking for change for six dollars and ninety nine cents. She had to look in two cash registers. I kinda felt bad for her not. But if annoyed cashier lady is reading this right now, I would like to point out that just because YOU probably didn't do good in math, which is probably the reason you are working at a Wendy's, does not mean that you should be mad if you are required to subtract 100-6.09 once in a blue moon!

Anyways, I mentioned earlier I am not going to be able to post tomorow. That is because I am going to watch Le Cossard Beau, or in more English terms, The Lovely Bones. Expect a review on Saturday, or Sunday, or soon.

-Wolfie

"Marilyn Monroe looks pretty." "Eh thats Meryl Streep." "I don't care."

^Yes you do!^

I hate it when people do that. Of course you care!!!

OMG its Speech Friday! Let's see.... I know!
"Farewell, Aragog, king of arachnids, whose long and faithful friendship those who knew won't forget! Though your body will decay, your spirit lingers on in the quiet, web-spun places of your forest home. May your many-eyed descendants ever flourish and your human friends find solace for the loss they have sustained."
-Horace Slughorn, perhaps, the only person( though fictional) who can make flowers out of garbage (figuratively).

And I do need to give a big  hello to my faithful followers whom I know to be reading this, because I haven't posted since Monday. I apologize, but I did have more time to post during Winter Break. Yes, I am back at the academy, sadly, and have returned in engaging in the act of, as they call it these days, learning. And Winter Break was not as wintery as The-Gloomy-Days-Following-Winter-Break, which have so far been ridiculously cold. One good thing out of it is that the academy has allowed us to wear jeans during these freezing days. 

OH NO!!! Transformers is having another sequel. This one which nobody asked for. Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen was one of the worst movies I have ever seen in my life. No kidding. I left the movie theater with two nearly deaf ears and one heck of a headache. But it has to be the best non-book based sequel name ever. I will give examples.
1) You may be unaware that a Cats and Dogs sequel is coming out. Why why why so many un-asked-for sequels! But the worst part is the name. Cats and Dogs: the Revenge of Kitty Galore. Oh yes, this is no joke. It is coming out this July. And I have no interest in seeing it.
 2) Legally Blonde 2: Red, White, and Blonde. I have no comment on that one. Oh who am I kidding I have a comment. That sounds like some cheesy pick-up line, like "My favorite color is blonde."
3) 2 Fast 2 Furious. I just have a big sad WOW for that one.
4) Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian. By the time you tell the ticket clerk that, he will already be off his shift.

I have a dream, where sequels merely have a number after the original title, where there won't be puns relating hair colors and actual colors, where ridiculous word puns won't take place, and where titles will be short enough and not have words that half of the population can't pronounce.

-Wolfie

Lets sit in the cold and get frostbite.

^lets not and say we did^


Oh boy... I think I am feeling winter now.

Well I have been walking around in school today with SHORTS on. At least I have a comfy jacket... But still. My lip has begun to bled like five times today, and either my chapstick is not B positive friendly, or one if it's ingridients is chilly pepper, because it does not feel like any healing or pain-killing is taking place.

Yay. Half of my afternoon spent on the case of a false alarm 'failed scoliosis test' (yup. even the doctor laughed at the way the school phrased that) That is the last time I let someone measure my back's angle who's resume I haven't seen. I could have been blogging doing homework, but no! Why do productive stuff while we could spend one and a half hours sitting in the little red waiting room! All I had to read were health care panflets and retirement home brochures...

Oh dear. I forgot it. Again. But maybe, in the midst of the large crowd, nobody would notice. It was going very well so far, for you would have thought that at school they would surely figure it out. I mean not wearing an ID is usually like giving Lindsay Lohan a crate of Budweiser at her birthday party, like bringing a Happy Meal to Burger King, like wearing an AIG shirt to a taxpayer's convention. It's just not right. You can't get away with it. So as I stood in the freezing courtyard, I only prayed that no one would notice. Then, I saw a girl of one of the higher grade levels begin to walk up to me. Oh no.
"Er, kid, your backpack is open."
If only I had noticed that I was leaving a trail of fallen books behind me...
-Wolfie

Where did the soundtrack go???

Well life doesn't include one.
And it lacks it.

That is partly why I added Mixpod to the gadgets; because everything is so much better with a soundtrack. I mean imagine if the Titanic was stripped of it's soundtrack.
I guess that is why a lot of people (like me) are addicted to listening to their iPods. Because it gives you the feeling that you don't actually have headphones on and that the music is just there because it should. Besides when you pass a graveyard and 'Twist and Shout' happens to be on.
It is just like when you purchase an electronic product and it says 'bateries not included'. How can something not come with batteries? Well life also comes with a 'batteries not included' sticker. Except it says 'soundtrack not included'.
Seriously. Imagine that you were in a race, and you were feet from the finish line, but you were too tired to go on. Would a dramatic heroic song help? Duh.
Now you just won the track tournament. Would a victorious song be useful? Yes.
Now you are in the car with your trophe when it accidentally falls off the window. Would a tragic and sad song be appropriate? Of course!
Of course, the odds of having the trophe accidentally fall off a car window are low, but that was just for the sake of argument.

Anyways, I'm going to tell a tale of how simple gum can dehidrate you in a way that you wouldn't expect.
So I bought this gum, and after I took a better look at it, I realized it was mango flavored. I tried it, and it wasn't so bad. But it was the aftertaste that nearly killed me. I ran towards the fridge, and like usual, it was almost empty. The only thing to drink was Gatorade. So I drank it all up, only to give me a worse aftertaste. So the next day, I put on my rollerskates, and left the house. An hour later, I come back, sweating from the ninety degreee weather. I quickly take the rollerskates off and run towards the fridge to have my usual bottle of Gatorade. There was none. Nor was there any water or fluid; only fat free milk. And I despise milk. Especially fat free.

It also strikes me that Murphy's Law has been proving itself true the last few weeks, and now that I think of it, the last few years. As far as my memory goes, my toast always falls on the side with the butter. And anything that can go wrong always does. Like the other day when I slipped and fell IN THE TOILET. Yes. You heard me right.
What is the worst thing that could happened if I left the bathroom floor wet after a shower? I would soon find out. After I get dressed, I go to brush my teeth, and, of course, I slip on the water and fall into the toilet. I held my hands out, so I only got the ew-water up to my elbows. I spent the next half hour scrubing my arms with soap.

It just struck me that Lady Gaga and Hannah Montana have some things in common. Both have the same artificial looking wig. In reality, both have brown hair. It puzzles me on why Lady Gaga would wear a blonde wig when she isn't bald... Unless she thinks that blondes are better than brunettes... Nowadays, Lady Gaga has either dyed her hair blonde or bought a more natural looking wig (alleluia). And I think that Miley Cyrus has finally come to her sences and realized that in real life, she does not have identity crisis multiple identities, and that she has no reason to wear a wig. Or at least, that's what I think.  At least Lady Gaga has a somewhat reasonable excuse for having fake hair on all the time: she stated that she often got confused with Amy Winehouse. But common, Lady Gaga! Amy Winehouse? Seriously? I guess that before she was famous, that might have been a slight chance that people confuse her for Winehouse, but now, most people know who Lady Gaga is. Now, the blonde look is kinda her thing, so I doubt she will stop wearing it on-stage.

But don't worry, faithful followers, if I ever become a famous singer, I won't wear an Elvis wig.

-Wolfie

Buckle up for 2010

Oh yes, all of you superstitious people, we are one year closer to "the end of time".

But the important thing is, THE NEW DECADE BEGINS!!!!!!

Yet, before we get all excited for 2010, I think we must take a look back at 2009.

I think we can all agree that 2009 was both a happy and sad year. There was the first African American president (and ol' Bush is not in the big seat anymore). But there was also the Summer of Death, in which a bunch of famous people died. But to wrap it all up, here is a poem by me myself and I.

Au revoir, 2009

What a year that was so fine.

Now here is a long review

For everyone and me and you

Obama is the forty four

MJ’s not alive no more

Small Balloon Boy’s parents lied

“Avada Kadavra!” old Snape cried

Kanye took the microphone

Taylor Swift’s sadness was shown

Sully landed on the Hudson River

The water made the people shiver.

The recession hit real hard

Chris made Rihanna raise her guard

The Swine Flu really gave a scare

Lady Gaga left untouched her hair

But her outfits raised a doubt

Yet her tour became sold out

Black Eyed Peas reunited

And made all of their fans excited

Tiger has too many lovers

His secret he no longer covers

American Idol season ends

Adam Lambert shows his trends

New Moon movie hits the big screen

Jacob Black makes all the girls scream

Susan Boyle earns her fame

Octomom famous became

What a fuss about health care

Foreclosures are now everywhere

To Ted Kennedy a big goodbye

Farrah’s death made people cry

We will not forget MJ’s days

And who can forget Billy Mays

Now step aside 2009

It’s the new decade’s time to shine


So I would like to wish everyone a happy new year and the best for 2010.

-Wolfie

Hangover, Kanye, and Polyester

^I daresay, the funniest movie I have ever seen.^ I myself found it very funny, but obviously not nearly as much as my family:

Mother and Father struggled to breath as they chocked in interminable roaring laughter. Sister daftly and unproductivle tried to feebly grasp the plot of the film, without much success, and laughed occasionally at random parts of the movie, attempting to decieve us into thinking she understood a fraction of the film.

The movie is worth watching and I recomend it. However, do not be decieved by its NR rating. It should without doubt be rated R.

Anyways, I had an odd dream last night.

I was swimming very fastly in this pool to get to the other side, but it was taking like forever. I didn't know why I was doing it, but I kept swimming and swimming. Then I realized I had a dress on. So I started choking on water because I was so surprized and I stood up. This is when I realized that the pool was only a few inches deep. Suddenly, there were a bunch paparazzi everywhere and Tyra Banks was there. She complemented me on my dress right after I forgot about it, so I began to try to take it off, but it was like stuck to my skin. Then Tyra hands me an Academy Award and announces that I just won the Golden Olympic medal for swimming. After she does that, Kanye West shows up and grabs a microphone which had just appeared in my hand and says: Imma let you finish but Michael Phelps had the best swimming win of all time. Just sayin'.

Then I wake up.

Which brings me to something else I would want to address.

A long time ago, we bought a dog. Dog grew up, and as she did, we eradicated some very frustrating habbits of hers. But one habbit we never got rid of was that she always slept on our beds. But Dog is very languid, and all she does all day is sleep and or lay down, so she used to spend all day in one of the beds. I argued that it was because her bed wasn't comfortable enough, but because it wasn't worth spending money (according to Mother and Father) we didn't. After ages of bribing begging them, they finally did so. Dog finally had a decent bed. There was however, one sin in this act. The bed was 100% polyester.

This got me worried. Isn't everyone complaining about polyester all the time for some reason?

And Karma was watching me as I purchased the polyester bed for my own selfish sleep-needing reasons. And Dog probably thought it was cotton. Shame on me. And I thought to myself: Is it possible that one day Dog will remember how comfortable our beds are?

So fast forward to yesterday night. I lay my head on the pillow, and miraculously, my eyes didn't close. And I am the type who gets knocked out as soon as he lays on the bed. But there was something wrong. It turned and turned the pillow over, I moved over to different places on the bed, but something was wrong. Then I found the culprit. There was dog, laying at my feet.

Oh I see how it is. You are taking my bed, huh? Well two can play that game.

Quickly, I took from the closet the old uncomfortable bed and replaced the new one in the corridor with it. I set my now crancky dog on it, and closed my door.

Oh yes. Sweet justice.

You mess with the bull, you get the horns.

-Wolfie

ITS 1:00 AM AND WE DON'T CARE!

Bonjour! It's like 1:00 AM on Christmas Day, and I am not tired! It was really fun yesterday (though it is still going on). How was your Christmas/Holiday? I can't wait to wake up today and try on my new rollerskates.
Winter break is too awesome.
I got this new iPod speaker system, and we were listening to Bad Romance at like the highest possible level. AND NO WE DONT CARE IF YOU CAN'T SLEEP, NEIGHBORS! I have this huge pile of clothes in my bed now. Which is wierd. Ten years ago it was a pile of a bunch of toys that I would never use in the years to come.
It doesn't seem like the people are going to leave anytime soon, so we might watch a Harry Potter movie. We don't care if its 1:00 AM.
We are going to edit our cheesy and crudely made fiften minute horror film. Its really lame, but we don't care. It's about how I died because I didn't forward this message.
Ya I got to go take an Advil because Bad Romance is still on at the highest level on the speaker system and is still on replay.

Merry Christmas for all of you out there who celebrate it.

-Wolfie

How about we text some radio station all night?

^how about we not?^

RANDOMNESS: LOBSTERS ARE CANNIBALISTIC

You all know Lady Gaga? Well she is having this New Year's Eve concert thing. And yesterday this radio station was giving out free tickets to the 100th texter. And I was listening to *insert radio station here* and people were calling in saying how they were gonna text for the tickets all night. I mean, come on! It's nothing against Lady Gaga, but seriously? All night? Is that really necessary? I mean who ever wins those things anyways? It's like the lottery. Except, of course, you have more chance. But still. And it's not like Lady Gaga is going to stop doing concerts all out of the blue. She isn't going to stop comming out with somewhat gross songs and wierd costumes, trust me. And don't get me wrong, it's nothing against her, I love her music too, but I'm just saying...

Anyways, lately, a lot of my friends have been saying to me that they were so sad and that their heart was broken and that BLAHBLAHBLAH! Seriously, I can't stand people who are exageratedly sad for stupid reasons. If your heart was really broken, you would be dead, so shut up! It really annoys me because they actually think it is a big deal and it's not an I-want-attention-so-look-at-me thing. Cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it!

So most of you people visit Wikipedia more than any other site, according to the poll. I use it alot, too, but I use Google more. Wikipedia can be frustrating because it has too many links. I'll go from researching Lady Gaga to researching forks.

Anyways, I'll probably post tomorrow (Christmas Eve) night, and/or Christmas Day. Until then, au revoir!

-Wolfie

You would not believe your eyes, as ten million clementines...

^... rolled in the courtyard as I sat down in the bench. No seriously, its happened to me before^

BONJOUR MES PETIT THEIERES! (I just called you all my little teapots, btw)
Its been soo long since I've last posted> ELLEN DEGENERES WON THE WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE POLL!

AND NOW, I have a special segment I like to call *WHATS THAT PERSON'S REAL NAME?!*

Lady Gaga - Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta
Jay-Z - Shawn Corey Carter
Fergie - Stacy Ann Ferguson
Pink - Alecia Beth Moore
Marilyn Monroe - Norma Jeane Mortenson
Katy Perry - Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson
David Copperfield - David Seth Kotki

Anyways, I just watched J.K. Rowling: A Year in the Life
It was really good. She cried a lot, though. She was really poor before she wrote the books. She said she lived next to a graveyard as a child, and that she thought her entire childhood was wasted because of her poverty. She said Harry Potter was a a way to get her childhood back.
Tear jerking, I know. :')

Its almost Christmas. Yay! And Happy Hanukkah, btw!

And I was watching the HBP bonus features, and Daniel Radcliffe was asked if he prefered chocolate or strawberry ice cream. His responce was: chocolate, of course! I'm not stupid!
Since when has food reference been linked to intelligence?

Anyways, I'm doing this project for World History, and I'm in charge of researching stuff about oracles and Delphi.
An oracle is like a Greek temple, and Delphi is a Greek city. It turns out that at the Delphic oracle the preistess would die after prophecies were given. I wonder how many lives were spared...

Who else is a Law & Order fan? Everyone talks about NCSI or NCIS or watever, but I prefer Law & Order.

I can't wait for the holidays. Until we meet again, farewell.

-Wolfie

OMG ITS FRANK, NEWTON, NIXON, AND POTTER!

RANDOM FACT: ISAAC NEWTON WAS BORN THE YEAR AFTER GALILEO DIED.
Its OMG week! YAY! So well I've had my dose of confusion, and I will now tell you what happened.
First, I watched this wicked awsome movie called THE BOX . "Huh?", you say? Wolfie shall summarize. It came out like a month ago. How do you not know what it is? Anyways, its about this couple who is broke and recieve a box with a button in it. The stranger who mailed them the box says that if they press the button, two things will happen. First, they will recieve $1,000,000. Second, someone anywhere in the world whom they don't know will die. At first, they are like no that would be terrible. But then the wife presses it because she thinks they need the money. The stranger then comes the next day, gives them the million dollars, and before he leaves, he tells them that whoever recieves the box next will surely not know them. *suspence music*. Ya the other movie I wastched was- well I'll tell you hoq I came to watch it first. We ordered it, and it was family movie night, so naturally I didn't have a choice, I had to see it. I didn't want to see it because it was a politics movie, and from the many politics movies I have been forced to watch, I never liked any of them. Its called FROST/NIXON, and they were all like omg it was nominated for best movie wow sparks will fly angels will sing annoying morning show hosts will resign and all the rest will happen if you watch it. So I did. And amazingly, I ACTUALLY enjoyed it. And Richard Nixon was played by the same guy who played the stranger in THE BOX, this guy named Frank. I think his last name is Lagella or something.
Anyhow I'm doing this project on Isaac Newton, and I am going mad. This guy did way to many things for a lifetime. All of the websites have articles that take like and hour to read, and the books are all not in chronological order. GRR.
AND GUESS WHAT!!! HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE MOVIE DVD IS COMMING OUT DECEMBER!!!!
Anyhow, vote for me, for I am running for possible next Sporks Are Useless member.
+PLUS+
People vote for the offial TTACD things. And I have decided on the month names.
At TTACD,
January- Month of Sleeping
February- Month of Eating
March- Month of Marching
April- Month of Talking
May- Month of Confusing
June- Month of Relaxing
July- Month of Traveling
August- Month of Buying
September- Month of Yelling
October- Month of Scaring
November- Month of Thanking
December- Month of Celebrating
Until my next post, as they say in Finland, hyvästi!
- Wolfie

You and I must make a pact.

We must bring salvation back. Were there is love, I'll be there.
Lol sorry Im in an MJ mood.
Happy Late Turkey Day! Hope you people had a good, overly-high-air-conditioning-free Thanksgiving.
So Black Friday was yesterday, and there were people nearly murdering themselves for 75% off label makers. The mall was packed. It was as if though it was Obama's inaguration or something...
Well November, the month of turkey, orange leaves, and pillgrims is almost over, and the month of holidays, days off, reindeer, and candles is almost here.
Oprah is ending her show in like 2011! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There wont be more people to interview Lady Gaga and Betty Crocker and John McCain and Stephany Meyer anymore!
2012 was terrible, it had no plot, and was scientifically inaccurate. Old Dogs was beyond terrible. A Christmas Carol was okay, and I still need to watch New Moon and the Blind Side. Paranormal Activity I need to see, too. My friend watched it and said it was really scary.
So big anouncement:
Im gonna put multiple polls out for the officiall TTACD things, so vote.
So Im gonna put the new polls up, so until my next post: live long and prosper.
-Wolfie