Hi. I'm playing the New Super Mario Bros, and I'm on the last course of the 6th world! And I now have 40 lives. I fail. I used to have 99!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
the students at the university of failology are having a field day
FAIL.
I'm playing Super Mario Bros., and I keep failing. Well, not really. I have 99 lives and I'm on world 4. I'm still failing, though. I keep getting eaten by the Goombas (evil, armless mushrooms with unibrows) five seconds into a course. So, I'm losing lives and gaining them, one after the other.
I suck.
Also, I keep pressing the 1 button instead of the 2 button. That's why I'm running full speed into the mushrooms instead of jumping over them.
Plus, I'm distracted by the Koopas dancing. I'm ready to jump over them, and then they start dancing, so I land in front of them. And then they eat me and I die.
And that's why the students use me for their research on failing. If they use me, it guarantees they'll get A's on their essays.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
don't you hate it when the smell of meat randomly fills your nose?
I woke up this morning to close my window, as always. Then, I woke up a couple hours later to the smell of meat. I couldn't go back to sleep, since the stench filled my nostrils. It was everywhere, and I didn't know where it was coming from. I got up again to open the window, and my mom opened the door, surprised to find me awake. And, unfortunately, I was stuck. I couldn't go back to sleep.
I went downstairs, and found the source of the smell that kept me awake was a pot of quinoa my mom was cooking for her lunch. Who knew such a tiny pot of cooked grain seeds could produce a scent that I could smell all the way upstairs in my bedroom?
So, I decided to spend my waking hours watching movies on Netflix. You see, I was upset that we didn't have cable anymore since Eric left. Yes, I know, it's pretty selfish, but reading back on that post makes me a little nauseous. Anyway, I was upset I couldn't watch Avatar: The Last Airbender, but then I found out that Netflix had all three seasons, and that I could watch them using the Wii. You know, the DVD? Anyways, I was soo happy, I watched 10 episodes from the first season in a row, starting with The Boy in the Iceberg. I was up 'till midnight. It was so late, I thought I would sleep in this morning, but as fate would have it, I didn't. Blame the quinoa.
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