Sooooo..... Ummmm...... Hey guys *trys to smile* *fails*
Ooo-kay..... Here goes nothing.... *takes 3 deep breaths*
This isn't an update.
I know, I know. You all hate me now, and you're gonna help Barb kill me.
I really don't blame you.... I mean, I'm writing this in advance, so I have something to pull out when I need it, but that time won't come soon, it will probably be in two weeks. So, yeah. Just tell Barb I blame her. And tell her that my ghost will haunt her.
I'm planning the awesome April's Fools jokes ima pull on her. *Cackles evilly* *rubs hands together* *strokes invisible mustache like a villain*
But... this isn't why I wrote this. I wrote this for you. So, that means, next chapter, it's gonna be extra long. Just for you guys! Because your reading this!
When I see your comments, it's like, "Whoaaaaa.... A person is commenting on my story. I wrote this and someone likes it." I ran around my house screaming like a maniac. For an hour. Alone. I'm totally insane.
Okay, no disclaimer today, cause this 'Not-An-Update' thing here, yeah, this is mine. Haha, Barb, you can't kill me now! This is my story, and in my story, I don't die. You do!
As you can tell, I am a complete spaz.
Well, I'm gonna go make pancakes now. BYEEEEEEE!!!!!
BTW The point of this was to tell you guys I LOOVVVEEE you!!!! L-O-V-E! Loovvveee!!!!!! *giggles and points like a three year old* *makes kissy noises like a five year old* *grins*
Well... I do love you guys.... but like a sibling. Specifically, a younger sibling. The older ones suck. Well, in my experience. No offense, Suzy. Okay, Suzy's not her actual name, I just wouldn't want to give her name away.
Love y'all!
---Sarah
(BTW I wrote this at 12:00am, and then I started making choco-chip pancakes. Sooo.... I was a little bit crazy.
Just a little.
Okay, really, bye!)
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