Smoking kills puppies.

So, I don't have really anything to write about that would remotely amuse and of my readers, so, I'm just going to ramble aimlessly about stuff no one really cares about, and maybe throw in a video that I like.

To start:
Who came up with the name kiwi for a fruit? I mean seriously, WTF!?

Why do a lot of people who smoke, complain about wanting to quit? Really, if you want to quit bad enough, you'll put that freaking cigarette down and be like "I WILL NO LONGER FILL MY LUNGS WITH POISON, AND KILL PUPPIES WITH MY SECOND HAND SMOKE!!"

Another thing, why is it that in the Grudge movies, when the actor who is trying to watch out for the Grudge doesn't hear her coming?  And why doesn't the Grudge make her "UHHHHHH!!!!" sound until the person notices her, or looks at her?! I don't comprehend!

Why are so many people concerned about moisturising? I mean I'll be talking to someone, and they'll be like "Excuse me, I just need to moisturise my face/legs/arms/goldfish Ect.

Why do a lot of people my age only read the Twilight Sega? And then be like, "Oh yeah, I read all the time." And then I'll be like, "really? What books have you read?" And then they'll say, "The Twilight books." And then I'll look and them and be like, "-.-'...Only Twilight?" And then they'll be like "Yeah."

Why do hobos choose to live in the dirtiest places? I mean surely they can find a better place than a dumpster. If I were a hobo, I would live under someones porch. And then when they had company, and I started making noise their visitors would be like, "Do you have someone under your porch?" And then they'd be like "yeah, that's just the hobo. *stomps foot* KEEP IT DOWN UNDER THERE YOU FILTHY HOBO!" and then I would grunt in reply. But it would be an awesome grunt. Like this: "UUHHHHHHHHHAJHDGGGGG!" And then maybe throw in a few fart noises.

And that's all I have for my weird ramblings.

PS. Today I was at my uncles house, and when we left he gave my brothers these helium filled balloons. So I walked into the kitchen after they all went to bed, and there they were just floatin' around. And I was out loud, "I want to suck their balloons..." (I like sucking helium, it's fun.) And my mom from the other room was like, "That doesn't sound wrong at all."


~XCenedra (Su-Ned-Ra)