Yes. That is right. We started a club! What do you have to say to that, huh? Yes...it is the "do nothing on Saturday and not change out of pajamas till who knows when" club. Because we have both managed to do just that. Do nothing and stay in pajamas. And it's 4:27 here in Ohio/Pennsylvania. My carebear pajamas, two tank tops, and my down comforter from my bed. Mmm...I want to take a nap. Today has been very good. Chelsey and Chambers are on a date. YAY! I just sent Chels a text on her phone and I'm wondering if she's gonna text me back. But maybe not because I'm lame and she's ice skating. That's awesome. They are going to the dance. And now I must say this. I don't know you but you suck very badly, or at least I have been told and don't you dare glare at my friends or I shall stab you in the eye. With a spoon. Go away. Thank you very much. Mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I'm such a brat but I do not care. She has no right to glare at my friend or to cut in the pizza line in front of my other friend or whatever and if I were there I would seriously like...throw my food on her by "accident" or something. GRRRRRRRRRRRR. See...I'm not totally innocent. Anyways...*pokes* I'm in a good mood, but my mommy didn't take me to Lake Erie today. WE HAVE A CLUB!!!! Leave me a comment and you can join*angelic smile* And you personage, you suck -------------------- Go to athletic4life's journal. www.diaries.suchisthis.com/athletic4life Yes...there is a PANCAKE on the BUNNY'S -HEAD-. WHY THE HECK DOES A BUNNY HAVE A PANCAKE ON IT'S HEAD?!?! My Theory So one day, this bunny, who shall from here forth be refered to as Gordo, was making pancakes, for his illegitimate love child, who indeed was a kitten. Named Strawberry Shortcake. So SS needed to find a hat for the next day, because it was hat day at school. And so then Gordo decides that he must help his love child because, it's his kid. And so SS goes looking through the house and cannot find a hat. So SS becomes angry and slams his hand...well actually paw...down on the frying pan handle and the pancake is flipped into the air and lands on Gordo's head. So Gordo decided that this would make a good hat for Strawberry Shortcake to wear to school the next day. So indeed he does and all the other little children-animals make fun of him for wearing a pancake that didn't have any chocolate chips in it, because -everyone- knows that the only cool pancake hats have chocolate chips in them. And so...Strawberry Shortcake cried for many hours at home. But then two weeks later, when he was reading Wordly Weekly News, he saw a child-animal from his school wearing a pancake on his head. The pancake hat had become trendy in cities all over the world-London, Paris, and Lima, Ohio. Poor Strawberry Shortcake. Ta-dah! Beat that children! -------------------- I WILL pay Teresa back 10 dollars from that time we painted!!!!!!!!