The Sky Is Crying...Out of Anticipation!

Hi! How was your day?

Awesome. Mine? Eh...But today at school it was so awful because in my sixth period, it was raining and "over 40 mile per hour winds with hail" so we were stuck in school for a whole other hour. Yeah. Not good.

I haven't posted in a long time... So it makes it kind of regretful that this post is so short.

Despite being incredibly short, this post is also quite meaningless.

As a desperate act to add meaning to this boring post, I will leave you with the feeling that a really good movie theater preview is supposed to: Anticipation.

My brother is afraid of previews...Just a little weird tidbit.

"Geraldine, why so many vague anomalies?"

"First of all, how are you being able to contact me in the middle of my posts? It's creepier then that Stalkerbox on Sporks are useless, Tossing Wombat's sister blog *smile, thumbs up, wink, freeze frame*"

"answer the question!"

"Geez...Its because my comment about my brother leads up to what my next post is about, you creeper..."

"OHH!"

"Shut up. It's not that exciting!"

"ok...."

"Shut up so I can tell people more about my next post!"

"..."

"Good."

Heres the deal:

When something that describes my weird life happens, and I am not near a computer to immediately blog it to you awesome people, I just type it on my phone and save it as a draft.

Well, I haven't been checking my drafts lately, and now I have a collection of weirdness that would put Paula Abdul to shame (heh, heh American Idol is odd...).

So my next post is a collection of the strange things that people say and stuff that's been happening to me. I've just let it sleep in my phone for a while.

I could just parcel them out and interpret them into many posts, but as you can see, I don't like to leave things festering. Wait...Those drafts were festering in the first place...so...I don't understand the world anymore...

But nevertheless…Wait for the next post. I SAID WAIT!

"Yay."

"Not you AGAIN!"

~Geraldine

P.S-This post isn't short anymore XD

P.C-P.C is for Post Contradiction!!

P.P.S- I fixed my commenter!!!

Sunday Bloody Friday...Saturday...Sunday...I'm confuzzed!

Yes, I have not lost my mind (again), and I am well aware that it is Friday, people. But the fact that I'm just chilling here makes it feel like a Saturday, but I have been on the computer for over an hour and a half, which makes it a Sunday, but then I realize it is a Friday, and I'm happy considering the like, four day weekend (*hand flourish*), which is not usually the case when it is Sunday, so by the end of this giant run-on sentence, I am only confused of what day it is. (or feels like for that matter O_o)

Anyway, enough with that. I feel like a robot. I get anymore confused, and my head will blow up to the annoying tune of a blaring warning beep. Did that make sense? It did right? Because I think there were too many adjectives in that sentence...Great, that defeated the purpose...

I'm gonna end this post before my head blows up...

Peace!

~Geraldine

Best Post Ever

Dude.

Adventure Time!

*Come on, grab your friends, we'll go to very distant lands.With Jake the Dog and Finn the Human the fun will never end...ITS ADVENTURE TIME!*

Best show ever invented (except for the Phantom of the Opera)

But seriously, I'm 100% obsessed with this show. Why?

• Its a little kid's show (the best kind)
• It says "dude, bro, man, brother" and so on.
• It changes up what stereotypes small children have on certain subjects (vampires, kids, princesses)
• It teaches the small ones to use surfer dialect (dude, bro, man)
• Its hilarious.
• It put this sicckkkk twist on everything and makes it cool.

When something good happens, catch phrases are "slam-a-cow!", "S-mow zow!" and "Algebraic! (effectively making fun of kid's shows that teach math)"

Check out this montage song on "Evicted" the episode I saw that inspired me to write this overly promotive post. But before you click on it, let me tell you they were forced out by this vampire who said the house was her's, so know Finn and Jake are looking for a house. This video expresses everything I heart about this show.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RjnkAGLIy4

Peace!

~Geraldine the Chipmunk

Mental Tic-Tac-Toe?!

Hey me blog buds! Dudeee, pirates bro.

Wait...Buds...are...flowers in training...Man....

BUT I digress.

On an unrelated note, here is "me trying to combine bro, man, dude, and homie into one sentence without sounding like a pothead". Can I do it!? Most likely odds: No. No I cannot. But it's fun to try new thingsssss! Yeah so I'm kinda into lists and stuff now, you guessed it. With that, you've unlocked the special super duper song! Its about nothing!!!!!

• Bro, how can all your fingers move at like one time dude, i mean man, homie! (pothead)
• Man, what is that, homie? (no bro)
• Dude, what are you doing, man, your all messed up, homie! (pothead)

The good part is I can't possibly combine all those words into one sentence which means I'm no pothead. Despite popular belief. Justtt kiddingg! (i refuse the "jk" that everyones obsessed with)

"But GERALDINEEEE! What does this have to do with Tic-Tac-Toe eeehhh!! Huh? Huh?!

HUH?!" *BING!* "Owww, dude, not cool bro, I mean man, dude, why did you do that, homie?" (SUCCESS!)

"Silly idiot, I'm about to tell that part right now!"

"Ooh!"

So, Hikari and I (good grammer! *hand flourish*) were doing some dumb notes in fourth hour, and me, being hyped up on randomness and boredom, blurted out,

"Have you ever been wanting to write an 'E' and wrote, like, an 'X'?"

Hikari: *weird face* "Umm, no."

Me: "Or wanted to write a 'T' and you wrote an 'O'?"

Hikari: *one eyebrow raised in a way that makes me super jealous because I can't raise one eyebrow like she can*"Like mental Tic-Tac-Toe?"

Me: *cracking up laughing*

Fourth hour teacher: "Chipmunk!!!"

Me: "Okaayy..."

So this is your very own Geraldine the Chipmunk, signing out with one last word:

IF I WAS TO PLAY MENTAL TIC-TAC-TOE WITH MYSELF I WOULD WIN.

I'm out!

~Geraldine

English/American greetings of epically-dumb proportions

Have you ever really noticed how many greetings there are in the English language? Check it outttt:

• Whats up? (classic)
• How goes it?
• How's my favorite person?
• Yo.
• Yo yo!
• Hi. (classic)
• Hello. (classic)
• Hiya! (slightly less classic but still classic nonetheless)
• Brother!
• Bro!
• Dude!
• My budddyyy friendddd! (my favorite XD)
• How are you?
• Friendo!
• My bestest buddy!
• (prep)Biffle!
• (prep)BFF!
• (prep)My BFFEAE!(Best Friend For Ever And Ever)
• How does your life go?
• Whats the good word?
• *high five*
• *windmill high five*
• *up slap down slap high five*
• *high five, miss* psych!
• *high five, miss, stroke hair* My hairrrr!
• *high five, miss, stroke hair* My squirrel!

Why do we greet each other so crudely? And funnily for that matter...

Humans are weird.

Your chipmunk,

~ Geraldine

How was your day? Mine was fine. I don't really have anything to post about. So i wanna know about my favorite people ever. How was YOUR day?

Dude...Why all the threadbare-fur-clothed felines?

Hey everybody! Whats going on?

Does everyone hate Mondays as much as I do? I got out of bed this morning, surprised to find I had some energy at all, so I get to school, and go into my first class, and the teacher bores me to no end. So I'm walking outta there, and I'm absolutely NOT surprised to find I have about half the energy I came in with. Odd, huh?

Ahh, but my day went fine otherwise. I was happy for fifth period to come because I just sleep in that class. We're reading The Devil's Arithmetic, which is a good book, but the lady on the tape is like, "It...Was...A......................................................................horrible day for Shmuel....................................................................................................................Hannah..." And it makes it as fun as a day with a homicidal snail. And the teacher doesn't care if you sleep.

Yesterday was Mother's Day. It was fine. I went to this nursery place for plants, and you walk in and its kinda trashy, right, but it was a pretty cool place, so you walk in and you see like 4 cats and your like, "So this guy keeps cats...Cool, dude." and as your being led around, you see more and more cats and your like, "This is an unhealthy amount of felines, bro!". But then you come to this place with truck and a trailer, and between that you see like, forty cats, no lie.

I was completely confused. What kind of mental state do you have to be in to own all these cats? I don't get it! Some of them were mangy, and, despite the huge box of "Deli Cat" cat food, he couldn't feed all of them!

But I don't blame the critters. The whole place looks like a fruit-filled jungle. Most of them probably live off insects and lizards, anyway.

And that's all cool.

Your chipmunk,

Geraldine :3

Ah, Mother's Day, a day where we honor all of the women who went through hours and hours and hours of painful labor to make smart-alecky, non-cleaning-their-room, asking-for-50-dollars-y kids.

How exciting. Do you ever notice that everyone who was born has at least one day that they can do ALMOST whatever they want? Birthdays, father's days, mother's days. And even if you were just spawned and don't have a birthday, you have vacations, and stuff.

So what are we all complaining about? Do you ever notice that if its someone's birthday and they really want to do something and you STRONGLY oppose it, and tell them that, everybody in where ever you are gives you a serious evil eye?

Oh my god, if you do that on Mother's day to your mom, your SOOO dead. Well, those are some of my ruminations on this Mother's day, as i sit at the table in some beach themed resturant thats too crowded.

For a woman that gave me life. Can i complain?

I guess I cannot.

Your chipmunk,

~Geraldine.

Well...Here we are

My first post on my new blog! I feel so...So...Proud? Happy? Something between those. Anyway, now that i'm posting I feel sympathy for all the sporks posters. Dude! This is hard, bro. Nevertheless, I wanna thank you guys for keeping me entertained for 10 minutes a day. Now THATS hard stuff.

Do you ever look up at the sky at night, and wonder if a meteor could be barreling towards you? Or if someone's looking back? Or why you don't feel dizzy because, I mean, the earth IS spinning pretty darn fast, right?

I think there should be an ap for the Ipad that has a Shoop-Da-Whoop face that fires a laser at someone. Just so you can stand in a huge crowd, scream "I'M A-FIRING MY LASER!" and see how many people step out of the way. All the others are like, "Owww! Dude...That kinda hurt...I mean, ow, like, that burns! A little...Bro."

No but seriously, setting up this blog took me like four hours. I know its not much to look at, but half the time i got distracted by a video on Youtube, and you know what that leads to. You start out by searching "Cookie Monster sings 'Chocolate Rain'" and that leads to "Elmo on fire" and for some stupid reason, that leads to "Greatest Hits of Pat Benatar" and THAT goes to "Kitten Fight" and then...Then I end up outside feeding carrots to birds and I don't know how the hell I ended up there. Its a little unsettling, how a website where you can search videos can take over your actions. Fight the power.

I don't know if I can call this first post a success, but I do know one thing. I am so writing the date and time I click "publish post" because then I can celebrate the blog's birthday when the time comes. Thats always fun...I think...

Stay real.

~Geraldine the Chipmunk