TheEnemyOfHarryPotter

Many people think that the dark Lord Voldemort is Harry Potter's  enemy. They are wrong, for the true enemy of Harry is.... Nicholas Elizabeth Benningston!!!!!
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN

it all started in the London Hospital of Infancy (LHI) specializing in infants where Harry and Nicholas were born.   It was a storming birthing night and babies were popping out of women left and right so naturally the LHI ran out of cribs so Harry and Nicholas had to share one.

They did not get along.  Harry barfed on Nicholas, Nicholas crapped on Harry; and neither of them had the skill nor ability to apologize. *SOUND OF THUNDER*


6 months later Harry and Nicholas encountered each other again at the Sunshine Park of Awesomeness.  Nicholas was in the sandbox and Harry's parents plopped Harry right next to him, seeing as they both had severe birth defects (Harry needed glasses after the first 2 weeks of his life, he had gaping holes in the side of his head instead of ears, and he was born with a hideous purple nose; Nicholas didn't have a nose, he looked a lot like a Bratz Doll).

Nicholas didn't care at first but when he realized it was that punk from the LHI, it was on.
Nicholas started making fun of Harry's big purple nose, lack of ears and sandbox attire (Harry was expected to be a girl according to the ultrasound, but that obviously didn't happen)
What Happened:

it's true.  Harry took a badly drawn chainsaw to Nicholas's head and robbed him of his ears. And Nicholas never bled again.

As the years went by Harry forgot about what had happened so many (4) years ago. But Nicholas didn't forget.  Nicholas never forgets.  And to repay Harry Potter for barfing on him and cutting off his ears, Nicholas played a little game called: Go to Harry's house and beat him with a stick.  Harry thought Nicholas beat him because he was a mean earless Bratz doll , little did he know this doll had his reasons.

Over the years Benningston and Potter became even more violent with each other. About a year ago Nicholas took a curling iron to Harry's head, giving him the famous lightning scare.

To this day, Nicholas and Harry battle to the death

Life

Today, for the first time in a long time I realized how incredibly blessed I am to have a family and friends who love me so much and will take me as I am.
Nothing incredibly special happened today.  I got up late, went to school, TheEnemyOfHarryPotter (i'll explain that in later post *stay tuned*) shared his chocolate cover almonds *yum* with me.  Told my mom i failed another math test ---college algebra sucks :( --- and oddly enough she didn't yell, yet she didn't not care. i don't know it was somewhere in between it was.... understanding?
wow you don't see that often from anyone.
went to Sarah's and love just kind of hit me again.
I love these days.

Too corny? Deal with it. (unless you can't handle the truth, in which case you should stab your computer with a butcher knife)

Boob Theory

This post will probably get more hits than any other post I post simply because it has "Boob" in the title.
But that's not the really theory :P


Actually I was talking with my friend Olivia and we have come to the conclusion that women like looking at boobs just as much as men, but for different reasons.
For example:
1. Guy sees girl with huge rack: stares in awe or something
    Girl sees girl with huge rack: her thoughts --> i wonder how many pairs of socks are in there...

2. Guy sees girl with huge rack: stares in awe or something
    Girl sees girl with huge rack: her thoughts --> why can't i look that great in a poodle sweater?

unless we want to include a lesbian situation it pretty much goes on like that

Why is that?  We constantly compare ourselves with everyone else around us in every aspect of everything we do.  It's stupid -not to say that I'm not just as guilty as anyone else, (subjecting myself to feeling bad about my tiny boobs is fun; it really is) I am, but that's not to say I'm proud of it.


Curse our species!  May all of our bacon burn and pancakes go runny!

Why Blogs Are Lame

Today I decided to create a blog.  Why?
I'll never know.  Lets face it! BLOGS ARE LAME -with the exception of the awesome ones ;)

but I mean really.  What purpose do they serve? I mean, unless you're undertaking something like a search for Bigfoot (and you succeed) then yes, I do suppose that is pretty awesome. --But then again, isn't that what Twitter is for?   * Legal Stalking* isn't that what blogging and Twitter is really all about?  Lets be honest, most of us are not trying to find Bigfoot or do other cool stuff (assuming that the idea of Bigfoot is still cool).

I admit I lied when I said I didn't know why I was creating a blog.  It was because I don't feel like doing anything else, which is why you will religiously read it (I will also be incredibly amusing, or get bored and never post again)