'whats wrong with my yearbook picture?' 'spinach...'

so summer's coming up.

the sun will soon be tanning our body parts in odd and unusual places, and we'll be lounging around the house eating Popsicle and new summer tv line-ups.
or is that just me?

rico from hannah montana does a horrible 'muahaha,' im certain i can do much better, but i can't show you so you'll just have to believe me.

i have abosuluty nothing to write so, instead of tossing tedious refrences about the MTV Movie Awards,
i'll just go.

k.a.

if it's gonna rain at least make it a storm. gosh.

if forbes magazine were to make another list about the best things on earth...

at number 1# there would be karaoke star jr.

yes. that one. on ytv.

aren't familiar? the whole point is a minuscule version of american idol.
but it's literally karaoke.
these people are honestly teaching the kids to try and sing to various instrumental to clearly adult tunes with painfully obvious sexual lyrics.

we have successfully taught the little people to shut they're faces and keep they're opinions,comments,questions and observations to themselves and recap it all to they're invisible friends when there is no one around to hear they're bullshit, but these.....these.....people decided to let them have a SHOW.

they had a flipping channel and now they have a giant karaoke search. they're tiny voices haven't even dropped or keyed in tune yet and they're already trying.
and they complain when crazy pee pee ell show up at american idol auditions.

is it obvious that i hate kids from when they reach the age of which they figure out how to lie, hide, deceive, and do mischievous acts all on purpose.

i like'em when they still have plastic bags on they're asses.

im bored of talking about them.

-karema

p.s- did i mention the song choices. they include "see you again", "bleeding love" and "nine in the afternoon."

since when are children in serious and complicated relationships,dealing with breakups and getting baked 24/7?

YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND LIKE A GIRL CHANGES CLOTHES

Once, I almost got raped. By a deaf old lady.

It was probably the most awkward 4 minutes of my life. It was a nice march day a couple of weeks ago, and I was walking my dog Lucky around the block. Something you need to understand is that Lucky has this weird fat pocket on his right shoulder as big as a watermelon, and it looks really strange becuase it's only on one side of him. Don't worry or anything, its harmless, people just laugh every time they see him.

You know what I never understood? Why do old people take aimless walks? Like, you'll see this old person just walking. Going nowhere. It makes me really sad becuase I just want to say "Are you lost? Where's your parents? Where are you going?" Once, I saw this old man in a white suit and a black top hat just walking around near a busy road. He had a cane, and it was summer. I laughed.

Anyways, back to my story.

So as I was walking my strange dog, an old lady approaches me. She was wearing one of those really ugly track-suit-rain-coat things from the mid 80's. It was really worn out and it was green, a brighter green, pink and purple. She had white hair that kinda looked like rabbit hair, and she was wearing those old people glasses with the string attached so she wont loose them, like Mr. Hyppi.

So as she walked up to me I prepared myself to be asked the question every other person asks when they see me with my dog; "What kind of dog is that?" And I can see it in there eyes they're asking themselfs "and why does he have a giant tumour on his shoulder?" So of course she asked the question, "What kind of dog is that?"

But she was different from all the others. I couldn't really understand her. I guessed that she had an accent or some shit. It was a windy day so as I pushed my hair from my face, I was kind of looking down and said "He's a chow and retriever." Every time I get asked that question I give a different answer, becuase I always forget what kind of dog Lucky is. I'm a good mother.

The lady then responded, "I'm deaf. I can read your lips. What kind of dog is he?" Now me being me, thought she said "I'm dead. I can read your lips." I thought she said this because I couldn't really understand her, because she spoke the way deaf people speak and she had an accent. Is that even possible?

Anyways, I guess she must not have heard me the first time I told her what kind of dog Lucky is because I was looking down. So I repeated again, "He's a chow and retriever." And just becuase I was in a good mood I added, "He has a purple tongue." I guess she didn't understand me. Again.

She said "What?" And at this point the conversation's dead. I was expecting a "Hey, Whats up? Nm." conversation. I started to walk away when she said something I can't remember, and I responded looking in her opposite direction, forgetting she was deaf and couldnt understand me. She said something once more. I didn't respond. I later saw her again, and ignored her.

Sorry for claiming I almost got raped, it was a very intense conversation and I was convinced she wanted me in her old-lady pants.

SUZANNNNEEEE ♣

oh.

i see you've noticed susie(ebony) has joined our blogging fam.

fam is my word.
short for family.

i might be copyrighting soon, kinda like 'that's hot' but way cooler, something that'll stick. do you hear anyone saying 'that's hot' any more? exactly.

i just watched slumdog millionaire. it was good. it has my approval and now all they have to do is change the cover to include

"it's phenominal!"- karema a.

i know im delusional.

"she's not a cat!"
that's what my sister just blurted out.

i bet it's hard keeping track of my sisters. it's okay, it's the same for me.

did i mention i got a new printer.
(psst, the answer is no)
it's a laser one my dad got, but we don't need it or even know how to use it.
we were perfectly fine with the other one that didn't work.

i have to stop my OTHER sister from getting her 3rd nutella sandwich.
i don't blame her though- im still addicted.
im getting help....

SHUT UP! =(

- krm. aea.

woops.

I FLY LIKE PAPER, GET HIGH LIKE PLANES

you know what i enjoy? a nice curvy black girl.

thats the only kinda girl for me. like the kinda big girl that you'd find in a t-pain video, and at the mall with her homies. like shes really confident, and says stuff like "if you got it, flaunt it" and such. oh, and i appreciate a girl who likes herself. like, she goes around and says "hi im afea, it means friday in africa, and im beautiful" thats from play'd. enjoy that little cookie of a reference. did i mention i have a cat? shes really bitchy. she meows at 5 in the morning to get out of my room, even though i have no clue how she got in in the first place. i dont like zac efron.. he flat irons his hair.

-Suzanna

memoirs of a sick herpes whore

this is susie. i'm currently sick.
i have herpes. and by herpes, i mean i have a stuffy nose and shit.

well, obviously im not as cool as karema, and dont have a cranky stevey wonder for a brother to talk about. does anyone actually care.. no..? oh. well. um. yea. so. can i just say lyrics from songs? and ill beeeee youurrrr loovvverrr. i love herbert the pervert. i call him herb the perv. IM NOT THAT CLEVER, DONT BE DECEIVED!
well i'm gonna get deep and shit now. i was a prom night dumpster baby.. (family guy reference!) well im sick right now, so my brain doesn't really work, but i like american dad. and corey in the hoes.

-Sus.....ie.

the meadows

hello vast crowds of eager and loyal fans.
what is wrong with this picture?
<------ I AM NOT THERE! that's what. my sister, went off to las vegas last weekend and brang back no souvenirs except scandalous pictures of mexican men on the sidewalk selling porn cards- luring tourists into they're sex truck. and photos of beautiful waterfalls that are just calling my name, but instead my older sister came running.

okay so i'm a little bitter. but can you blame me? she bragged about the trip all week.

moving right along...

las vegas is not he focus of this entry, ebony* is.

ebony has been my best friend since forever. i, however has been ebony's bbf (reference) since 5th grade? even when we were in kindergarten and i was getting stoned by maniacal children, i still had a girl crush on her.

she understands me. and when i say that- i mean it. everything i say, she understands. she doesn't judge, she is the most jesus-like, caring,forgiving person like ever.

i'll write way more posts about this *ebony chick, when i feel like i should give her some credit.
next week?

see ya.
-Karrrrrrema.

*names have been changed to protect identities.

i just murdered my alarm.

don't be alarmed!

when i was peacefully asleep in my bed. my dreadful alarm decided to go off for no reason! i jumped out of bed, fell off it, and brang my blanket with me. and no one had told me that they left a box of timbits on my nightstand- so that came crashing down too. needless to say i am traumatized, which obviously has resulted in the death of my alarm.


i'm now in my living room writing this. my brother has moved to the basement so he wouldn't scare the guests with his face. (that's not why- but i like to dream.) my 8 year old sister is taking a bath so im left alone with my 5 year old one. she's evil.

just evil. she has gotten me in so much more trouble than i have ever been. she snitches like it's nothing, she stages incident's where as me or my other siblings are the perpetrators. her boredom is our misery. :(

i only brought this up because i have nothing else to say, and i don't really feel like getting off this.

oh! the swan princess has just appeared on my television.

there's school tomorrow and im actually happy to leave the house- but i haven't actaully been listening to abion's teachings, so i'll probably fail at the test or whatever.

gee two gee.

-Ka!rema.

P.S- No, i didn't steal the ! from "P!nk", she stole it from me.

'ha!.....twins.'

no, i'm not pregnant.
but i have been playing the life: twists and turns digital version, with abion. (puke).

we played for about 40 minutes, until i won- crushing her ego and her dignity so severely that she barely has the ability to piece back the puzzle of shame in time for the finale of corner gas.

anyhow, i am now eating my third vanilla ice cream sandwich minis that i stole from the freezer, abion is staring at the computer screen in horror as i have just told the world about how she sucks at life/life. =D
she's crying.

my blind brother just asked me to help him get him food. and after that i have to listen to abion pretend to know anything about math. then we shall play life some more. maybe halo.
i'll just kick her ass though- she might as well save her tears.

well, um...bye?
WAIT!!

today's my sister birthday. and 3 days ago was my other sister's birthday. my OTHER sister is turning 24 today and the otheeerrrr one that had her birthday on april fools turned 5.
that explanation was pretty confusing. sorry.

p.s- why do fat people come and park so close to you car, try so hard to squeeze into that tiny space, go into dairy queen and come back with an extra large sundae, only to complain, and huff about how the space between the two cars is way to small for they're sexy over-weight bodies to get through? it's they're fault! bitches.

-K.A

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salut!

the title is supposed to pronounced like a happy frenchie.

Im at home. and i have to care for my temporarily blind 17-year-old brother that is laying on the couch demanding i change the channel for him in time for the tila tequila re-runs on much. that mixed in with screaming little shit-faced somali children and a new discovered hannah montana wig, equals my weekend. you can imagine my delight.

i meant to write a pretty long chunk of nothing for my introduction to my blog, but my blind-ish brother (btw, he just had eye surgery, no i didn't make him blind...)wants to go on facebook, but he has to be wearing sunglasses while he's doing it so he won't fuck up his eyesight even more. He kinda looks like a cranky stevie wonder. <3>homework- considering im not done the first booklet of four consisting of artwork i have to complete and hand in under my brothers name in order from him to graduate.
and it's april.

crap.

i gotta go, bye!:)

-karema.