Just February.

Honesty: February stressed me out and I'm glad it's over. I often found myself trying to blog but only having one small thing to say, so I decided to write the things down as I thought them and so here they are. None connect with each other, but here's an idea what it's like to know what I'm thinking:

Working out my nose just in case, by chance,  I ever get turned into a bunny rabbit.

I'm just so sick of all these nice guys. I want a guy who really knows how to hate. "That's ridiculous" you say? Let me ask you this: If a man doesn't know how to hate, can he fully know how to love?

I don't want to clean my room because I might clean up the memories of you.

My friend called his mom while he was driving to Wendy's the other day. This is what he said; "Mom, I just got mad at the windshield wipers and I hit them and I broke the windshield." My friends is the Hulk.

Taylor Swift was asked to follow Michael Jackson on my radio today. It was a sad day for Taylor Swift.

For English we have to present a topic of our choice. My friend, to start his presentation on the American-Canadian relationship, ripped off his pants revealing the American flag shorts underneath.

I think Harry Potter metaphors are the best. Like if you are facing something you fear, you can always just defeat it by finding it funny.

Well there you have it. An idea of what it's like in my head. I hope you enjoyed this post and I hope your February doesn't ruin your March.