Okay, so, for those of you who don't get the time span, I post about once a month. Yes, I use Cass's account and don't like it. No, I don't live next to Cass's computer. No, I'm NOT A HAM SANDWICH! There has been much discussion over it! I'M NOT MADE OF HAM!
Sorry, there. I just needed to use a few Ps & Qs there. Well, anyways, I'm sure to be the only person today who's going to talk about something awesome: I AM NOW A HIGH-SCHOLAR! Last night, I graduated from KAM, and now I'm into GWH! (Excuse me for the abbreviations) Now, Treasure's got some competition on the popular scale, because I got A CAR!
Okay, now, I know I can't drive yet. Somehow, I missed my birthday post this year, but I am the 1-5. That's a-right, FIFTEEN! Too bad Tresman's moving out. He's got a full-time job, a wife, and they're ADOPTING. I'm still gonna be an uncle. Now, they're looking at this french kid. Rammundace. How do you say that? Ram-oon-dan-sa? I dunno. Don't get him. Too hard to say. Not to mention type!
Oh, and Jamie, for my birthday, got me a new laptop. It's nice and shiny, and it's one of those colorful Dells that come in all different colors. Mine is a sheik, shiny blue one and it's perfect to use just for blogging away. And, of course, reading off the Internet. My compliments to Blinglicious. Also, do you know what? Cass won't do the caps thing. Unbelievable. No offence, girl, but this blog is totally better.
You know what, Lion Boy? I could have you taken off the Internet! How 'bout that? My blogs are superior.
Yeah, no they're not. You foolish girl. Oops! Cass alert! WDC! G2g! AHH!
I live in New York, near broadway, and have since I was thirteen. New York is a scary, smoggy place. However, I like it here. Mostly, I sit and I write on my shiny, blue laptop, taking in the scene. I'm slightly more peaceful and observed then most sixteen-year-olds. I've always lived in my brother's shaddow, and now I think some people are starting to notice me more. I've never been popular, never had my five minutes of fame, but, eh, I'm still waiting.
See these are my things DO NOT TOUCH, Phinnias!
Well, this is technically Cass's blog, but I use her account. Cuz I'm lazy and hopeless with social sites. My name's Ricky. I live in New York, no where near where Cass lives. I do know Cass, tho. I'm not a hacker...ever...I wouldn't hack some twelve-year-old girl's account, I'm not evil! Jeez.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Ahh, let it ALL out!
It's summer! Finally! OMG, I have waited SO long for this! Yeah! I can't wait to just get out there and have me a good school-free summer vacation! This is going to be TOTAL BEST SUMMER EVER. Know why? Because I've got A SKATEBOARD. Yeah. You heard me. Total pure awesomeness in the Rick department, huh? Right? So I'm all geared up for one darn good summer over down here! Hi-yeah! Can't wait. School let out just yesterday, and I was too busy frolicking around in Joey-Joe's yard to notice I have a blog to keep up. Sorry. Yep. Frolicking. We were a bit, say, overjoyed. And we went to the movies in celebration of not-school. I forgot what we went to see, but if I did, I would give you a very avid description of every last molecule and detail of movie. I don't mess around with my movie review. Serious chiz. Serious, I tell you.
So, yeah, I'm pretty good on summer plans. Unfortunately, there's this one flaw in every dang summer I've lived around here. It's the cherry trees. My family has a large selection of those pink blossoms in our yard, and all of us kids have to help out and harvest them up! We just go up in the branches, shake the tree, and Treasure and Jamie and all of the others come with baskets, catching them. Of course, while you're up there, surrounded by cherries, you get hungry, in time, of course. So, I might do a little snacking up there...
That's not the point, here! The point is that I have to devote a third of my summer into harvesting young cherry trees. Oops. G2g. Jamie alert.
So, yeah, I'm pretty good on summer plans. Unfortunately, there's this one flaw in every dang summer I've lived around here. It's the cherry trees. My family has a large selection of those pink blossoms in our yard, and all of us kids have to help out and harvest them up! We just go up in the branches, shake the tree, and Treasure and Jamie and all of the others come with baskets, catching them. Of course, while you're up there, surrounded by cherries, you get hungry, in time, of course. So, I might do a little snacking up there...
That's not the point, here! The point is that I have to devote a third of my summer into harvesting young cherry trees. Oops. G2g. Jamie alert.
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