Ripped to Shreds

There should be something to talk about but there isn't, besides Aunt Patty getting kicked out of the TCL Kitchen...
That was dreadful.
Those shmucks wouldn't know good cooking if it bit them in the pachenga (ass).
Although, this is Minnesota, where butter is a spice and gravy is a beverage, so good cooking is hard to find, and therefore those people with their nasally voices and their ugly black and white spotted outfits, wouldn't know.
Anyway, that's why I hate that show, because they don't know real talent.
Continuing on, I killed two birds with one stone this morning.
Well, actually it went more like; I threw the stone at the bird, who miraculously grew arms, threw it back at me, and as it flew through the air, it tripled to three times the size of my head, and it killed me instead.
Here's what happened:
In my acting class, our teacher Lucinda told us to walk through the room like we were moving through certain substances (Lava, Feathers, Molasses, etc.)
And when it came to lava, I did what I believed was appropriate, which is running around and screaming.
So, I figured it would be more entertaining if I tripped in burning lava, so I did.
Which in hindsight was not such a good idea.
Because when I tripped, the knee of my jeans ripped, sadly because I liked these jeans, and therefore revealing my knee, which was promptly skinned and turned into a hat.
Seriously, it still hurts now at 7:47 at night...
Sad.
And painful.
Secondly, I found out that I have been prominently featured in several Youtube videos, filmed by my friend Kathryn.
Some of them are a little embarrassing, as I am singing songs from the movie Anastasia in some of them, in others I am being hugged by random people, and in the other I am having a tickle fight with Darius (my high buddy).
I don't have a problem with it, just a little embarrassing.
Time for Algebra homework!

Beatles: Well, come on pretty baby, won't you walk with me? Come on, pretty baby, won't you talk with me? Come on pretty baby, give me one more chance. Try to save our romance! Slow down, baby, now you're movin' way too fast.