Cliques\trends\labels (a.k.a meaningless crap): redone.

I decided to redo this entry because I didn't like the first one. (I'm very critical of myself, go figure.) Here's the new one:

Just the other day I realized something. Myspace sucks. Wait no, no besides that... Think... Oh yeah. Other dudes\girls my age are obsessive about meaningless crap. Who got in a fight at fourth block, who kicked what's-her-name out of "The Group". Stuff that, put simply, doesn't matter. One of my friends got in a fight yesterday. I asked her why. She said "I didn't like this girl, I don't know her name." ...Uh... Ok. So... You got in a fight with her, lost, took a blow to your pride. Because you didn't like someone. Well, can't beat logic like that, eh? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA funny. I would never, ever, under any circumstances (unless money was involved!) get in a fight with someone for no reason. That's almost as stupid as myspace. Almost. And cliques. Oh, my God. Cliques. WHAT IS THE POINT? To make people feel alienated? Pssh. Idiots. Its to make sure you don't have to hang out with anyone you don't want to hang out with. Because, you're scared. You're scared of people who are different, and intimidated by them. Think about it. Well I've got somethin' to say to all you clique-goers. GROW UP. If you're scared of having to be around new and different people, or just "don't want" to, you'll never make it in college or anywhere out on your own. The world is diverse, get used to it. And stop clinging to your safety-blanket clique. Expand it. Next, trends. Ok some trends I understand. Really, I do. For instance here, everybody wears these shoes called Crocs. They're really, really ugly. But people love them. They're foam shoes with holes all along the top of them. $40 dollars each. I saw them in a catalog a few years ago, and I wanted some really really bad. But I was flat broke, go figure. NOBODY had these shoes then. And one day a few months later, I walked through a store and saw a girl wearing them. I turned to my brother and was like "DID YOU SEE HER SHOES?!?" We wondered where she got them. Well, now we know. Everybody knows. If you don't have crocs in at least 3 colors, or a color that goes with everything, you're an idiot. DO NOT WEAR ORANGE CROCS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. Aaaaanyway next... Labels. Not much to say here, they're pointless. Ok ok ok well if I did have to have a label, it would be "insert label here." Cuz you know, that's just how I roll. Later. LEAN BACK!

xoxox, Shan shan. (as said by Hope.)

No monkey remark here. But, does saying I don't have a monkey remark make it a monkey remark? :o burn. Haha I made you think! Ok calm down, don't hurt yourself.

R-tarded sayings.

Ok, I decided to make this post thingy all about retarded sayings. Cuz seriously some of the things my mom says every day, I DO NOT GET. For instance:

"I can't win for losing." WELL DUH. You lose you moron! You can't win for losing. That is stupid. Who even thought of... Ok forget I said that, I don't want to know. Loser o.o

Next! "I'm under the weather." What??? How can you be under the weather? Argh. That is so idiotic there's only one explination. It was created via myspace. YOU KNOW IT!

"Kill two birds with one stone." Ok I get this one, but why? Why birds? What'd birds ever do to you? Oh, I can see the future. Every time somebody says this in 2087, they'll get a drive-by pie-to-the-face, courtesy of a random animal rights activist.

"A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? And what is it with birds?!? A bird... in the hand. Ok, who's holding birds? Is worth two in the bush. Well, birds tend to live in bushes, so wouldn't it be you catch the bird FROM the bush. So its in the bush first. "A bird in the bush bites you on the hand."? Wait do birds bite or peck? Dude I just confused myself.

"A diamond is forever." Just one thing to say. Its forever...Unless you drop it IN THE TOILET! Dun dun dunnnn.

"Bright eyed and bushy tailed." ...I don't wanna know.

"Liar liar, pants on fire." Ok, when I lie (because everybody does --- don't deny it, liar!) my pants are clearly not on fire. Nor burned. But if anybody ever, EVER set me on fire because I lied, I would... Ok well I would probably die. But if they MISSED, then I would beat them to the ground with a shovel and force-feed them tofu. That's the way I roll.

Another fire one: "Play with fire, you wind up burned." Well duh. Unless you're wearing a fire proof suit or something. Dude... Awesome.

"The proof is in the pudding." NO, THE PUDDING LIES.

"Funner* than a barrel full of monkeys." In my opinion (and I fricken love monkeys), a barrel full of them would not be very fun. They'd mess all on eachother and get mad and bite you when they wanted out. Then, feeding them. That would be awful. Just throw a nanner in and hope all your limbs come out in tact, soldier.

xoxo, Shannon.

Monkeys = love.