White crayons

First off I just want to say, "dfshaklsdjfhasopirugwseifoo."
Secondly I want to add, I totally woke up this afternoon at three!

And now I will start my blog, I need to step into my blogger state of mind.
*deep breath* Okay!
Today I want to comment on the uselessness of white crayons. Or as the Utes here in Utah say "crowns".
Last night before all hell broke loose because of the new years eve festivities, I was coloring a picture for my honey jar friend! I really enjoy writing things to her then adding pictures so she can see how I awesome my stories are when she gets the correct mental image! Anyways I was looking through the crayon box for a black crayon, and started cussing at the box because it held no black crayon. I mean what kind of crayon box possesses no black crayon? A RETARDED ONE is the correct answer.
I know you're probably thinking I was drunk, because everyone gets drunk on new years eve and stars F bombing crayon boxes...but let me assure you I wasn't drunk. It was only six, and new years drinking starts at eleven.
And this was when I realized that in place of the black crayon ( Which I direly needed.) was two white crayons.....that's when I stopped to think, "Why do you even exist little white crayons? You hold no purpose."
I mean have you ever used a white crayon to do anything other than leave secret messages? I haven't.
I think the Crayola company couldn't think of anymore weird colors.....like macaroni. I mean macaroni is orange, it doesn't have it's own color, just a shade of orange. So anyways I bet they couldn't find a color to make the box complete so they thought up the very annoying idea to put in a color that doesn't color. I mean when you color with a white crayon, it doesn't even come out as a whiter white on the paper, IT LOOKS EXACTLY THE SAME! I mean if it made a solid bleached white color I might use it, but it doesn't. They should change the color name from white to paper, because that's exactly what it looks like.
Anyways that's what's been pissing me off, now you can share my anger and together we can take over the world! ( well until I over through you....then I can rule the world. )

Woot!

The dull point

sometimes I just like to say that it's not fair.
I can't snowboard for my life, not fair.
I can't find the best place to go when I'm bored of inside, not fair.
We aren't friends they are, not fair.

I find the fact I have troubles opening up the way others do to complete strangers just not fair. I mean I can blog to how many strangers out there who read this, but that's mostly because we're not face to face.
And I don't have many strangers who read my blogs,
I really just don't have alot of people who read my blogs period!

ANYWAY!

I feel dull, colorless, lame, boring. Like a butter knife feels when it's compared to a steak knife.
I mean the butter knife isn't a bad knife, it can cut through anything with some work, but it's mostly used to spread butter, jam , cream cheese, ect. Steak knifes are exciting, dangerous, extreme! Why can't I be more like a steak knife?
It's gay.
I mean lot's of people can feel this way some of the time, like they're not being fun, like they're kind of non existent when they're around a certain group of people, but that's mostly because everyone feels like that when they first meet someone, even if they're hilarious and bubbly and out there. After an hour of doing something they warm up and start to click! I am always awkward around someone, unless I am already warmed up with the pressance of a really close friend, and even then I can still be a crumb.

Think of it this way, which would you choose?
A chunk of jello, a block of Swiss cheese, pumpkin pie, or a glass of water?
Obviously one of the fun sounding and interesting ones. Not water, it's ordinary. I mean sure it's pretty good when you're thirsty, but I mean just for looks, not alot of people would actually choose water.
I am that glass of water....usually.
Sometimes I can be Jello or Kool aid or something,
I think it's a disease.