You and Me... (A different one)

This time it is the wonderful You and Me by the even more wonderful Dave Matthews. Here is the first bit... It's a good song. :)

Wanna pack your bags, Something small 

Take what you need and we disappear 

Without a trace we'll be gone, gone 

The moon and the stars can follow the car 

and then when we get to the ocean 

We gonna take a boat to the end of the world 

All the way to the end of the world

Isn't that good? I think it rather is. I'm sitting on the floor doing trig. And this time, it is actually my bedroom floor. Not the bathroom like normal. 

It's weird to think that if I wanted to, I could be done with math this year. I have enough credits. But I won't, because that's just not what I do. 

I also have to finish an essay I'm writing about Tim. I feel weird writing about him... I feel like I need to write five more about different people so it doesn't seem as stalkerish.

Mr. Sunshine is a good show. I wasn't sure how much I liked it at first, but I've come to love it. If you have not seen it you need to. I'm telling everyone I know to see it. If you like high people, girls that light people on fire, clowns, and making fun of pop singers, then you will like this show. 

I have a lot of schoolwork to do tonight, but I'm ready. I have Basshunter playing and a tea at hand. I have a lot of trig homework that should be done... The same trig I said I was doing at the beginning of the post. 

Techno music makes me type faster. I don't know why. But I'm typing like a crazy person right now because there is some really, really fast techno going down. I want to go to Europe because there is techno everywhere there. Especially the northern European countries. I don't know why that is. I don't even listen to techno that much, but I like Euro-dance music a LOT.

Speaking of stalkers! I am in love with the Lonely Island video The Creep. It makes me very happy every time I see it. 

I just got a craving for communion wafers. Is that normal?

I like books. A lot. I have a bunch of new ones, and they just make me giddy! I currently am trying my hardest to get my hands on some Cormac McCarthy books. I found a set thing that has The Road, No Country for Old Men, and All the Pretty Horses. The only problem is, it doesn't come out until July. I can't decide if I want to wait or just get those books... haiwohga'[e'jgn j'-\]2I <-Spazz due to brain overload.

My butt hurts. 

My toes keep popping.

My tea is yummy.

My calculator is black.

Oh my, Numa Numa just popped up on my Pandora. I might need to have a talk with my Pandora. This song is going to be stuck in my head for days. Oh well, it's too late now. I might as well just keep rocking out and embrace it. How did I get from Dave Matthews to Numa Numa? I have no idea. Pandora are you high?

Ah! The club mix of Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye just came on. Is it sad that that song makes me want to get up and dance? It just makes me happy! Sometimes cheesy little quirky dance songs just get me. 

Wow, this post so far has contained a whole lot of nothing. Should I tell a story? Okay I will.

Once upon a time, there was a frog named Jeremy. Everyone knows about how he walked into Mordor with Chuck Norris then beat up evil-doers with Chuck's legs. But after his adventures, few people knew where he went. He just disappeared. A few of his old followers started searching for him, and eventually found him in a retirement home in Boca. He was pretending to be an old person to get some time to heal from his intense fighting. 

One of the followers, a young boy named Skippy had other motives than just finding a legend though. His homeland had been taken over by hoards of drunken pirate-ninjas. They ran around and tried to be all cool and stealthy, but because they were always so drunk they ended up just breaking things and falling over. The people back in his country were tired of the pirate-ninjas knocking over tables and stepping on their goats. Jeremy wasn't sure if he wanted to come out of retirement, but after a while Skippy talked him into it. 

When Jeremy returned with Skippy, he saw that things were worse than he imagined. Immediately, the pirates-ninjas tried to eat Jeremy's legs. He fought off the first wave of people, but had to retreat to a nearby inn to stock up on small bombs and throwing stars. Skippy ran home to his parents, and to his dismay the pirate-ninjas had destroyed their whole farm. Well, not destroyed. Everything was in tact, but it was all knocked over. Including the house. And as Skippy soon found out, it is very hard to sleep in a bed that is hanging sideways. 

Jeremy got suited up in battle gear, and called up Larry the Cable Guy. Jeremy and Larry were old friends from college, and the perfect pair to take on 20,000 pirate-ninjas. You see, Larry is the only person in the world that can actually out drink all of the pirates at once. Jeremy's plan was to make all of the pirate-ninjas pass out, then sail their boat to Antarctica and crash it. He would then escape on the back of a narwhal. The plan was perfect, and soon almost all of the pirates were out. He piled them all high on their boat, and soon they were all aboard. Jeremy waved goodbye to all of his new friends, and sent Larry to help Skippy flip his house back into place. 

They were off! Jeremy steered southward as fast as his little froggy arms would let him. They drew nearer to their destination and Jeremy braced himself for the crash. It was terribly cold, and his slimy body was almost frozen. BAM! The ship slammed into the ice. Several of the pirate-ninjas woke up on the impact, and figuring out what had happened, started chasing Jeremy all over the snow covered island. Jeremy threw bombs and throwing stars left and right, but he didn't have enough to hold off all of them. He hopped to the edge of the island and searched frantically for a narwhal. The pirate-ninjas were getting closer though, and he didn't have much time. He threw his final bomb, giving him just enough time to jump in the water. His amphibious body started swimming with all it's might, his eyes looking for a narwhal. 

Out of nowhere, a giant horn came rushing by and he quickly swam out of the way. Somehow, Jeremy had run into Dr. Naronion, the leader of an evil narwhal movement. Instead of taking the time to actually fight Dr. Naronion, Jeremy just roundhouse kicked him in the head, right under the horn. His horn popped off, and in shame Dr. Naronion fled the Arctic and called himself a whale the rest of his life. 

Jeremy kept swimming, and eventually he bumped his head against a good narwhal. The good narwhal agreed to let him rest on his back and would take him back to Boca for 12 pounds of good salmon. Jeremy fell asleep and the kind narwhal took him home. After giving his transportation the proper amount of fish, Jeremy returned to his retirement home, filled with the excitement of another wonderful adventure. Or did he? DUN DUN DUN! 

Wow that was long. I better go do math. 

Later peeps!

Gracie