Saturday, March 06, 2004

 

3/6/04

JAMONE!

Lesson of the day: Cats don't like their tails used as microphones.

Trust me.

Last night, instead of getting better, I was busy star-gazing...outside, in the cold...without a sweater.

I'm a moron, don't worry about it.

I have a new thing to yell in the middle of class on Fridays!

An autobiography is the story of how a man thinks he lived.

"The only man a girl can trust is her daddy." or Ryan Mose.

I've decided that 17-year-old cutie, Jasmine Trias from Hawaii, is going to sweep American Idol. Thanks.

If you gave a Yao Ming a "Big Wheel", would he just call it a "Wheel"?

Why do you care? Sometimes, I juss don't like to be with a crowd of people.

Willy Wonka is one of my heroes.

As for the Street Dance Competition, I was too sick to even realize how horribly I performed. Thanks.

If quizzes are quizzical, then what are tests?

My parents are interesting people that never cease to amaze me. Its as if they're a never-ending pool of amazement, comedy and wonderment. Juss when I think I know everything about them, they bust out something wild and krazy. Now, that's krazy with a "K"!

You know when you were young and your mom would say, "you keep making that ugly face and it'll stay that way!"?

Well, I never listened to my mom.

Hey, kids! Let's go over the concept of too much!

The concept of "too much" does apply to make-up.

There is such a thing as too much "tightness" or "skimpiness" on clothing. There also is such a thing as too much respect.

Seriously, if he would've said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. You're so awesome!" one more time, I would've taken his shoes and backpack, lit them on fire, and proceeded to toss them in his general direction because, hey, that'd get him to shut up. At the very least, it'd give him something else to talk about like perhaps, I don't know, let's say...how I juss lit his gear on fire and toss it in his general direction.

But hey, keep on truckin'!

Sometimes, I like to walk into my classes and go, "*sniff**sniff* That's either really bad meat or really good cheese..."

I'm a mystery?

I have more secrets than the Pentagon.

I'm a freakin' enigma. Get it straight!

You say I'm a lot of things. I never believed them until you told me. But despite me being them, it won't get me anywhere with you.

I'm scared to like you, but I'm also scared of losing you. But I fear my first fear has developed into the second.

Don't forget what happened to the person who got everything they ever wanted.

They lived happily ever after!

Oh, and one more thing, li'l lady...

What color panties are you wearing? *wink**wink*

Gotta let it burn.

Docking out...
-Ryan : "Chew on this! ...RY-dent!"

Ryan posted this at 8:34 PM.