My mouth is CROOKED.

It's true ladies and gents, the four seeds of wisdom planted in my mouth have now grown into a beautiful bushel of crooked teeth. In other words, my wisdom teeth are getting pulled.

Look at em, sneaking up on me and attacking. I was seriously hoping I was the miracle in the family that got the x-ray back with no wisdom teeth or maybe just one, in perfect form, ready to be pulled. My family isn't good with these teeth of wisdom. My older sister Cate went under crying and came out of the surgery the same way. My younger sister Hailey went under laughing and came out laughing. I am the tie breaker, I feel the pressure.

I guess it's not that bad though, in the words of Shannon I'll get some "kick a** anesthesia" .

Artistic is my middle name.

My mom told me to take our camera and take pictures of stuff that meant something to me, like nature, you know to be artistic. When she left I transformed into Annie Leibovitz (no I did not take nude-ish pictures of Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana).

True masterpieces.

Also, my faces express nothing except true pain and annoyance from always missing my jump on time with the self timer. Hard times.

An abbreviation revolution

(click on to enlarge, also to see geniuses at work)

I love her and I will start this revolution.

NGTSL- NEVER GOING TO STOP LAUGHING will happen. "lawl" is lame, ngtsl is better.
Also writing in "twitter" is annoying to all, but quite fun.

Oh, Max.

Even though he thinks my laundry is his own personal toilet, I still love my little rat Max.

I never have anything to post about.

So just enjoy this with me.


I miss the O.C.