So, here I am slaving away at what might interest you. And the thought comes to me...why do I care? Because you care about your grades. Right. So I'm talking to Mom about how I don't know what to blog about.
Alizah: I don't know what to blog about.
Mom: Can't you google it?
Okay, Mom didn't exactly say that. However, she suggested that I google blogging prompts. Which, I have done but none of them are cool enough for you, my dear hard-to-please reader.
So I google blogging prompts and here are some of the results:
One time I said sorry to a mannequin and then people just looked at me, but the mannequin was supposed to be a real person.
Sorry. Pardon me. I was jus-. You fooled me! |
I have to turn in an assignment called Vital Vocab every week, but how am I supposed to remember that? I barley remember what I had for dinner last night!
I'm almost 50% sure I had spaghetti last night |
If we are being honest, somebody already chose that I get the best of both worlds.
According to the previous question, yes.
I'm pretty sure your teeth have a taste.
I'm super tasty - tooth |
I know, that was your doughnut. But I ate it. Oh, is this supposed to be an apology? Because I'm not sorry.
My most awkward conversation... probably one I had with my best friend about the smell of ice...
ReplyDeletehahahaha Alizah this post was just amazing.
ReplyDeleteThe moment I realized that I was a grownup was when I had to buy my own stuff.
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