Hey guys,

Earlier today I watched the movie The Fourth Kind with my friend, so I’m trying not to fall asleep (it’s almost midnight and I’m running on about 4 hours of sleep as it is, to give you an idea of how hard it is to keep my eyes open.) They movie was kind of slow in general, and it’s not like it was all that suspenseful or anything, but I was so freaked out when it was over. People have told me that the movie says it’s a true story, and they claim to have real footage, but it’s really just a marketing ploy. I’m not soo sure. But the fact that it really happened is what freaked me out. I’m not sure if I’m scared for a legit reason, or if I’m just being SILLAY.

Anyway, I’ve been doing anything I can think of to try to stay away, because if I see an owl or dream of an owl or hear any noises, or if my door opens, or anything creepy at all, I think it will scar me forever. No lie. So I’m trying to stay awake as long as I can, so that when the aliens do abduct me, I’ll be so tired that I won’t even care (umm yeah).

So. Moving on; I just posted my “horrors of milk” blog on meganwrites, if you want to check that outt. It’s kind of boring and extremely biast, but none the less, it’s theree.

Let’s talk about internet videos. I was just watching some good old Shane Dawson, and his newest video is like my favorite ever. It’s the Scene Girls something something one; it’s great. Go watch. Also, have any of you seen those horrible videos like BME pain olympics? Well, last weekend my friends decided that it would be funny to watch it and make a reaction video, which I completely regret being part of because I feel corrupted and sick. Even thinking about it—UGHHG. But our video is pretty hilarious. Actually it’s just about the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

I’m listening to Colbie Calliat. I think I’m going to go to bed after I harvest my pumpkins. I wouldn’t want them to wilt, ya know. I should probably also study vocab, but eh, I’ll do it tomorrow.

This month is my birthdayyy. Like 3 weeks ishh. Yayayay. Here, enjoy my favorite Eeyore quote:

“Hallo, Pooh. Thank you for asking, but I shall be able to use it again in a day or two.”
“Use what?” said Pooh.
“What we were talking about.”
“I wasn’t talking about anything,” said Pooh, looking puzzled.
“My mistake again. I thought you were saying how sorry you were about my tail, being all numb, and could you do anything to help?”
“No,” said Pooh. “That wasn’t me,” he said. He thought for a little and then suggested helpfully: “Perhaps it was somebody else.”
“Well, thank him for me when you see him,” said Eeyore

Isn’t that sad!??! It makes me want to cry. Something else that makes me cry: old people. Seriously, just thinking about old people makes me so sad. They’re so lonely and.. sad.. it just makes me.. I’m crying. No lie, I’m crying as I type this just because I’m thinking about lonely old people.

Now I’m going to end on a happy note: I love Brendon Urie.

Megan