First of all, to whoever felt the need to make the impolite comment that my blog "sucks eggs" and also decided to go anonymous because of shame, and the fact that they feel they need to hide their probably ugly face and name from the world, to them I say- If the blog sucks eggs, my dear, then why are you wasting your precious time to comment on it? That shows that you care, moreover it shows that you are probably jealous of my blog's refined wisdom. I feel sorry for you and the fact that you have nothing better to do with your life than make crude remarks on a marvelous blog using juvenile and unoriginal vocabulary. Anyway, onto other, more pleasant, (or at least, more WORTHY) subjects....
School starts in approximately two weeks
In this sentence, notice how I have omitted the punctuation at the end. This is because I do not know what my attitude is toward this statement. Shall I add a morose and resentful period at the end of the sentence, dull, bland, and unexcited like a part of me is toward school? Or shall I pepper this sentence with an exclamatory mark, expressing my excitement at seeing my friends all in one place again, and having something interesting to do, and enjoying good satisfying classes, and having fun griping with peers about the boring ones? I do not know. Comment. What quotation shall I use? Once again, I cannot decide between the devout pessimism that makes one feel good after a nice long angry vent, that caitlin so often preaches, or the sunny bright side of things that makes you want to just sprinkle rainbow cupcakes with a magical fairy wand over the world to end hunger, that thomas deathlabutterfly deeply believes in.
In other news, poll closes tomorrow, vote if you have not already so we can define a winner, because currently it is a 4-way tie between canada, the u.s., costa rica, and mexico. And if Miss Caltra had voted honestly, canada would have been replaced with russia, a choice I included in the poll just because I knew she would choose it. Which she didn't. Nice job surprising me! And I mean that seriously, not sarcastically, even though it may sound cynical.
-Love,
Alice. (at least love to every one but anonymous, and to anonymous, I say this- you are a warped, dismal-dreaming lewdster and a puny swag-bellied clack-dish. How's that for creative, huh?)