Confession Number Twenty-Three

I must confess...

... that I am an Intenet Whore. Yes, a WHORE!

But I have no reason to be scared, for I am not alone!

My good friend and blogging partner Delia is also an Internet Whore!

Collectively, Delia and I have come up with the qualifications for being an Internet Whore. They are as follows:

• You have a facebook and actively check it every day
• You have a myspace with at least 100 friends
• You have a youtube account that you use to comment on or add videos
• You have a blog that is updated at least once a month
• You have some sort of Instant Messaging program (Facebook IM doesn't count)

If all of these apply to you, you are an Internet Whore! Don't be ashamed - be proud of this daring task you have accomplished. Not only do you have no life, but you have wasted your time on a mega network that people travel daily using google. (I love google! - Oh! That should be another qualification - a favorite search engine.)

But once you've joined the League of Internet Whores, you can yell at your league friends. "BOO YOU WHORE!" I have already done it to Delia. Plus, it is a Mean Girls reference!

Confession Number Twnety-Two

I must confess...

...that I don't really like most cereals.

They're just all dry unless you have milk and I'm not a huge fan of milk, so, therefore, I have to eat cereal with grape juice or Mountain Dew or something else that doesn't go with cereal.

(Wow, yeah, can you tell I have nothing to talk about?)

Confession Number Twenty One

I must confess...

... that I love chocolate like a woman on her period. Yes, I said a woman on her period. That's how much I love chocolate.

The other night I ate 3 big brownies. THREE! All pure chocolate! Yum, yum, yum!

Whenever I 'binge' on chocolate I begin to feel like a woman on her period. The craving for chocolate. It's like "Bring it on! Bring it on!" Oh it tastes so good.

BTW. There's a new video on youtube.

Confession Number Twenty

I must confess...

... that I am planning on making a new video for youtube soon. I have no name for it yet, but I will give you some hints to what it will include.

It will include:

• Lip-syncing
• A Break-Up
• Cross-Dressing
• And Me!

Now aren't you excited?! I am not sure when I will make this video, but I think it will be soon. I still need to make the script. Maybe I'll go ahead and do that now and then have my creative team look over it for any suggestions.

It should be soon.

Also, I am making another commercial for a project at school which should be pretty nice. It has to be done by Friday, so it will be up sometime next weekend!

Yay for Youtube!

Confession Number Nineteen

I must confess...

... that I dropped my iPod in the toilet.

Yes, 'tis true. Go ahead and take a minute to laugh. Come up with some funny nicknames. Crapper. Bucket Head. Start telling me that my music sounds like Diarrhea of the Ears. I don't care.

But I'll have you know that I am very upset. Yes, VERY upset! I don't have any music to listen to. I had just started to buy stuff off of itunes too. And then I get home from school and just fling the thing in the toilet!

I'm thinking about buying an ipod touch next, but I don't want to spend that much money again.

THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS DOWN THE TOILET! (literally)

Confession Number Eighteen

I must confess...

...that I spent my first day of spring break being a complete lazy nerd. All I've done is listen to music, eat junk, and play on neopets. Yep. Throw in some Harry Potter and you've got my life.

However, I felt like this blog needed some fun images since it's pretty blank as far as color.

Therefore:





This makes me happy beyond words. :D

Confession Number Seventeen

I must confess...

... that I am now seriously considering taking my brother's video off of youtube.

I have recieved the creepiest message yet. He even gave me his email address. EW!

Here is the message:

hey man,

You let your brother know that there are some men like me that are searching hard for a big foot man like him.

God bless him?

kenny

Oh God, this is only going to get worse.