My Thoughts

More Random Than They Thought?!

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This rant will be totally annoying and may possibly end you up in a mental institute. Some things written may be taken as offensive, but were not intentionally written as such. The following rant nor it's author or the author's friends or acquaintances can be held responsible for any mental health issues or an acquired taste for loud rock music to it's readers. Readers may begin to realize the pain of others has become funny to them. Readers may comment as they like, as long as any comments are not offensive to the author, the author's friends or acquaintances. Viewer's drowning in hate for these people is predicted.

Hey hey! This thought is all about people that are more random than other people think. I decided this because... well, you'll find out a little later. But why don't I just start this already?

LOL so first off I have a funny story to tell. So shut up and listen up!

Okay, you all know my friend Lindsay that I sometimes include in these things? Well, recently we had a Holiday Band Concert at prison, better known as school. Her mom drove me home, and this song Syberian Nutrocker came on, and she started rocking out! I died laughing, but it wasn't offensive at all, it was pretty awesome, actually. Anyways, so I'm in tears laughing, and we stop at my house and the song was still going, so Lindsay's all 'OMG Hamie just leave while you have your sanity'. and her mom is all, 'But the song is still going.' I stayed, because it was just so awesome, right? And so the song ends, and I get out, and I haven't forgotten. And this was on December 13th, people. So looking back, the woman I once thought was normal and kind is also occasionally HILARIOUS and awesome. Who would've guessed she was more random than people thought?

My next story is about my own mother, so if Lindsay is reading this, you know I won't only write about your mom, alright? Kay, so here's what happened.

I was in my pj's and I was super bored and couldn't sleep, so I started doing a cross word. I know, right? I was that bored. Anyways, so I'm just doing the crossword puzzle and my mom walks in. And she looks at me. And I look at her. And she looks at me. And I look at her (Lindsay, are you catching on here?). And she looks at me. And I look at her. And then she just screams. She screams at the top of her lungs to the point where it's blood-curdling. Her eyes are all wide and her mouth is all open weird. Then she just stops and walks away. I died laughing, she looked like it was totally normal to scare the shit out of me. I nearly peed myself. Yes, my mother is really random sometimes. More random than most people think, actually. Oh, mom.

My third story is about my dad. If I can pick on my mom, then I can pick on my dad to. So I was on my way to my friends house for a project, and it was a fifteen minute drive. So he gets me an ice cap, because it was summer before vacay of grade 6. And so I'm drinking the ice cap and my dad swerves, and I nearly did a spit take. And the swerve makes the wheels squeak, so my dad goes 'SQUEACHY WHEELS!!!!' Oh dear father. For a business man you are so, so random.

I think I'll do a few stories about myself, eh? So story number four is about school. I was just eating my lunch, my friends being all bickerish around me, and I just randomly say 'A wise man once told me that chicken wings are the ultimate symbol of friendship.' Rosie, if you read this, that's the comment I told you, remember? Anyways, that's where that comment came from. My random brain.

Story five: the day I thought this chapter up. So my friend Lindsay doesn't go online once, so she only read chapter one of this before last week. Then, last week, she decided to catch herself up. So she reads all my thoughts at once. And she e-mails me what she thought, but I wasn't online for a while and didn't see it. Then, the next day, she's walking to school with me like usual, and she asks me if I got the e-mail. I say 'What e-mail do you speak of?' and she's like. 'Oh, I read all your thoughts, and you are way more random than I thought. Way more random than I think a lot of people realize.' And so I thought to make this chapter about how I am ultimately More Random Than They Thought. They being EVERYONE!

Bake a cake, give it to a bearded dragon, catch the bearded dragon while it's eating, name it Larry, take it for a walk through the snow, and chuck a snowball at your neighbor! Happy Holidays, I wish all my fans and readers the best. If you liked this please vote and comment.

~Hamie♥