Hello anyone who happened to be snooping and found my book! My names Puff, and this is my rant book.
I honestly just talk about whatever I feel like, which I'm fairly sure is the purpose of rant books in general.
Anyway, if you would like to continu...
Once upon a time, I was bored. So I updated this part.
Once upon a different time which was yesterday, I was at dance. Every year at my dance studio, we have a sort of "lock in". It's fairly self explanatory what it is.
You get locked in the studio, and watch everyone's dances. You can also eat food. (Yes, that was un-needed information.)
So anyway, it wouldn't be a ligit lock in if there was not a "prank". The oldest dance teams pretty much ruin their dances, but make it funny.
For example: The song was called haunted. What does the dance line do? Put sheets over their heads, to be like ghosts, and attempt to dance with them. (Although someone had to use a pillowcase for reasons that are unknown.) It honestly did not work. I'm supprised that there wasn't any death involved.
And then there was the senier pointe dance. (You should all be saying: "Oh god.")
What they did, is followed every rule of ballet. This is what they are (for those of you who don't ballet, This will make no sense.): 1. Always wear your ballet belt (sees if your hips are aligned) 2. Keep your barstool down(that means butt down and tailbone under) 3. Wear your bronze ring(long neck) 4. Wear your jewel(essentially confidence) 5. Nothing on your wrists 6. Point your feet(not just your toes! I can't stress this enough!!!) 7. No baggy clothes on 8. Always sparkle. (This is an entirely made up rule.) 9. No gum
So what did the pointe dancers do? They held barstools underneath their behinds, wore their ballet belt across their foreheads (like a deranged hippie), wore giant bronze flappy necklaces, and chewed gum like cows. I know, it was a disaster. Although, I will admit that it was funny.
So anyway, last night I was bored.
Why don't you read your book Puff?
I already finished rereading the Half Blood Prince.
Why don't you color?
It's like 10:30, I don't have the attention span for that.
Why don't you play with your doggle?
She's sleeping.
You're running out of ideas. I can tell. So what do I do????
I don't even remember anymore.
Well, So long folkies!!!!
Puff out.
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Yes. I realize almost none of you actually understood what I wrote.
