I'm going out of my mind, and I'll be out of ideas pretty soon.

I was thinking today (I should really stop doing that)....and I noticed something super important.

so we've got woman from man
                      female from male
so, logically, shouldn't girl actually be something like woboy or feboy?
(personally, I think woboy sounds cooler- its like whoa, boy! get it?)
or maybe we should get new letters for the prefix....like teboy or paboy...

these are the things that go through my mind on a regular basis.
I know its not normal, I never claimed that I was (and, honestly, why would you want to be normal anyway? thats just no fun at all!)
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you may have noticed this already, but
I just recently realized that I am physically incapable of taking anything seriously.

let me explain, here are some examples....

whenever my mom comes into the livingroom to find me and a couple of my siblings chillaxin' in front of the TV (yes, I did just say chillaxin')....and she starts to yell something like "Get your butts up and clean up this floor!!!", the first thing I do once she leaves is immidiately burst into laughter. I can't help it, the look on her face is just too amusing to me for some reason.
this also happens when Stan (one of the instructors for my school's indoor drumline) yells at us during practice (when we're sitting around doing nothing instead of practicing) to "Stop dickin' around!" in his hilarious old man voice :)

another example:
if someone gets hurt, no matter how seriously, I start to laugh (after saying something along the lines of "oh, stop whining and get up, it doesn't hurt that bad!" or "wow, you should really watch where you're going....", or, most commonly, "FAILLLL!!!!"

am I a bad person?

anyway, so if you ever have a pet die, or if you have a presentation for school that you just want to "run by me real quick", don't tell me about it. just walk away and find someone more sympathetic to tell it to, because all you'll get from me is a chuckle and a few sarcastic comments, free of charge.

my mom actually used to tell me that I would be a good school nurse (yeah mom, thanks for setting my hopes real high!) because whenever one of my little brothers or sister got hurt, I would always put a band-aid on it and be real helpful. I guess she never paid attention well, because I made fun of them, too. If I was a school nurse, every scraped knee or bloody nose would get a "You must be really clumsy to trip walking across a flat surface..." or "What did you do this time, run into a pole?! hahahahaha...." and I would be fired within the first week.
because that's just the way I roll.
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just so you know, the first few episodes of the new season of Stickin' Around will most likely be up tomorrow, and they are just as funny (if not way more) than season 1......