The Flying Fish.

I found a flying fish but it got away and wandered into the vast darkness of space. And now I need to build a rocket to outside space so I can see it again. But I aint gots enough moneys for Nasa stuff. So I guess I'll have to make a giant paper plane. Or maybe I can tie some balloons to my house or something. I don't think I needs oxygens cause I just want to see it for a second. I guess I'll hold my breath. And plus oxygens are expensive. But I could always just get an empty jar and fill it up with wind. Maybe I can take a picture of this magical creature to show my friends how beautiful it was and they'll actually believe me that it existed. But I don't want to do all that. I just want to put that picture on my fridge so I can look at it whenever I get some milk.

Things That Make Me Ugly.

-I gots hyperhidrosis which means I have hyperactive sweat glands which makes me gross to touch.
-I have an ugly sneeze, that's why no one blesses me.
-My hands look like a bunch of bananas.
-One nostril is bigger than the other.
-I have stretch marks on my knees and my shoulders.
-I have ugly ass Jew hair when my hair is short.
-I am one dark mother father.
-My sister says I look like a rat cause my ears are weird.
-I look like a retard when I run.
-My handwriting is horrible. Like when I saw my classwork from elementary, I swear my handwriting was way better before.
-My voice is very ugly when I talk like I need some water or something.
-My smile is crooked.
-When I chew gum, it looks like I don't know how to chew it.
-My laugh sounds like a fat lady's laugh.
-I am ugly in general.
-When I'm faded, I talk like a retard.
-My legs look like pedophile legs.
-I look ugliest from the side so please just look at me face to face.
-Two words: Man Tits.
-My armpits look like ugly ass vaginas cause I recently started growing pit pubes.
-I am uncool.

Dear reader,

I hope you are still my friend even though I am very ugly like a monster. Please teach me how to be attractive like you. Thank you and have a nice day.

My Turtle.

So like my dad found this turtle on the street outside our house so he brought it in and put it in a bin of water. So I did my research and they said if Red Eared Sliders have long ass claws, its a dude. So like I checked my turtle and it turned out to have long ass claws. So I named him Charles cause Charles sounds like a good ass turtle name. Then a week later I found eggs in the bin and I was like oh jam Charles, yous a chick. So I took the eggs and tried to like put them on sand and so I did. Then I went to the comp to see what to do with eggs and one of the rules for turtle eggs is never rotate them cause its gona break the air pocket that the egg needs for oxygen. And I was like sham, I rotated them when I was putting them on the sand. So yeah they died. The End.

P.S.
Hella weak.

P.S. Again
Her name is still Charles.

Omega Update.

So like I haven't been writing lately so I'm gonna update my life right now.

Well my mood has been going up and down. I feel like a pregnant lady. I could be happy one time and then I would get sad all of a sudden and then I would get mad and then end up craving chocolate. Well basically my life changed drastically in just a few months in a series of events since my last entry. But the main event that changed my life was when !@#$%&* and !@#$%&* and like I started !@#$%&* and now I !@#$%&* and I dont even !@#$%&* and now !@#$%&*. Sorry reader, that info is G13 classified. If you want to know, then call me. HA! Thank you for reading. Goodbye and granola.