Wednesday, December 10, 2008

figured out!

I figured it out!
What have I figured out, you may ask? That is a very good question.
What I have figured out is very important and all. Ok, since you insist, I'll cut the crap and tell you since you're so demanding. Man!
I figured out what the Voice-Of-Doom is!
It's because JK is living in his car and he wrecked his car.
Who is JK? He is a boy in our CKC-Music outreach, and he's only a bit older than me. Why he has such an odd name, I cannot explain. We may only assume that his mom has a mean streak. He's in eighth grade too, but he's (apparently) fourteen. He also isn't bad looking. NOOOOO! I do NOT have a frickin crush on him!!!! Even though I like to talk to him. And I think he's cute. And the best violin student we have. BUT I DON'T HAVE A FREAKING CRUSH ON HIM! YEEESH!
He's apparently living in his car (his whole family is, and although I have never seen his dad, we may assume he has one, which would be vair, vair crowded in their little old Toyota Camry.)
So now, apparnetly they've wrecked their car. Poor boy, he has nowhere to live. NO, I DON'T WANT HIM TO MOVE IN WITH US!!!! YEEESH! What will they do? I mean, you can't exactly camp outside sobre la playas, as it gets quite cold as of nights now that it's December. You cant also go up to a random person and ask to stay in their garage either. Maybe they can stay in their car even if it's wrecked? But then it might leak gas fumes and be dangerous to their healths. Which would make it an unsuitable home for children.
Maybe they can go into a mall or something and stay in there, hiding in the lingerie department until closing, then make a break for it and sleep in those yummy, puffy, squishy beds in the Bed, Bath, And Beyond section that you always want to jump on. They could eat food from the food court, and get clothes from Hollister or Aeropostale, in case their clothes got damaged in the wreck. They could get toothbrushes, soap, lotion, exfoliaters, toners, lip balm, and everything else from the health section, and makeup from the beauty parlor. The they could get massages on those chairs. That would be soooooo fun! All completely illegal, of course.
But if you're strapped for cash...
Ohpiedoppeee, it's dinner time. (We eat late). Better go-I'll write about JK more later!
xoxoxo~♥~

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