Here It Is Folks

So I have been constantly bugged by multiple people about how I need to start a blog...so...here it is people....MY BLOG: Done completely and totally by...well...ME. So my thoughts on life are...do well in school. I mean that from the bottom of my heart because you don't want to look at life like you're a failure...all...the...time. Soooooo today...was an epic day in the neighborhood because I made pancakes all by myself...no help from my mom because she happens to be in another state...in all honesty, I had no choice but to do it by myself. I was so excited about making them, I just gave them to my roommates to share in my joy :) not only that...but they loved for the rest of the day.

Now me and my roommate Lisa have this relationship where we make fun of and pull pranks on each other all the time. So this morning while she was taking a shower and our bathroom door does not have a lock...mwahahaha. So, being my sneaky little self; I snuck in and flushed the toilet. When she heard that horrendous noise, she screamed and had no time before the water was scolding hot. It was great because she happened to be singing the Winnie The Pooh song...quite hilarious if I do say so myself.

VENTING SECTION:

This is the venting section, where I vent to you about my utmost concerns in life...or my life...or just people...really anything that comes to my mind.

All of you who know me, know...that I do not understand people...at all. People are THE most confusing specimens on the planet...I mean we're all concerned about how the digestive system of a rat works or something like that...when really...we should try and figure out the human mind and why certain people think the way they do. I don't know about you, but I am blunt and I let people know what's up most of the time...I don't express my own emotions too well, but if someone asks me for my opinion...I'll give it to them.

Texting:

has become one of the worst inventions ever. for one: people can't express exactly what they mean in the way they meant...like using too many periods suddenly means you're irritated. Am I wrong? I'm fine. My day was okay. You? That sounds a little irritated to me. For two: People are getting worse and worse at confrontation. In the words of John Mayer, "Say what you need to say!" Don't hide behind the meaningless words of modern technology! Heavens people!

Going to the bathroom:

Could anything less convenient? I mean you're in the middle of something extremely important...like...walking the dog, and all of a sudden you have to cut the walk short so that your tender little bladder that has made you look 3 months pregnant, can be relieved of the intense pressure. I mean...how does the dog feel? Probably jipped, I mean... I would if I were that dog. I propose that the diaper become socially expectable.

Well...there's my rant people. Hope you enjoyed the spectacular mind of...KELLY CHIODO. Tune in for some more after this brief commercial break :)