“Ladies annnnd Gents….lets welcome on…the amazing….annnd *coughs* uh …wonderful….stunning *ahem* AMMMANDA!! Lets all give her a round of applause!” (two ppl clap) * i poke announcer…MAKE THEM CLAP*” Uh lets all give a hearty cheer for her…*ahem* and all of the *cough* wonderful things she has done for us…..” clap clap clapclap clap. *pokes announcer again…read the rest of it…don’t you like what I wrote? Oh…thats it. You want more money…well sorry PUNK….Im not payin you anymore than I told you…YOU WANT ME TO RE-WRITE THE ENTIRE THING? IT IS NOT VAIN! IT”S JUST GOOD FOR MY IMAGE… AND ALL OF MY LOVING FANS LOVE IT. RIGHT PPL???? * uh…akward silence. whatever. Ok, so I bring to you tonight’s news, sponsored by…um…*looks at notes* Amanda , discovered by Amanda, and brought to you by Amanda! After a very…uh…interesting weekend…and a (lol) odd saturday night…(some of you may be able to understand why it was odd….but some of you may not. You probably don’t want to know. So don’t ask. 0_O ) I find myself once again writing on my blog (DUH) . I could write about my odd saturday night…but i wont. For certain reasons. Other than that…Im not exactly sure what to write. Anyone have any ideas? Yes, you in the green shirt…? You want me to write about haw my sister is recording herself singing in john deere green ? uh…nice idea…but…lets try and think of something else. Yes, you with the glasses? You think I should write about how my mom is painting my sisters bedroom pink? I don’t think that people really want to hear about that…but nice idea! Um…You in the orange shirt. Heloooo..you right over there…yes, YOU. You want me to tell about my dog getting the flu? WHAT?!? Now why on earth would I tell about that?!? You really want to hear that? *shrugs* sorry guys, but its what orange wants to hear. So, basically, my dog got the flu. And he got sick. Very sick. And he got flu symptoms that a human would’ve had, except he couldnt warm us. and he happened to be sitting on the carpet. And it was nighttime. You can guess what we spent most of the morning doing…thats right…we were cleaning up the carpet. I just love pets. Ok, now that were done with that, what else should we talk about? Yes, you with the black hair…? Oh…yes..thats a good one.I think I will tell you about what my sisters current mission is. They have decided that they didn’t like the regular bald baby dolls that they have. The wanted hair on their dolls. Lot’s of it. (no, they did not cut their own hair, and put it on the dolls) They convinced mom to buy them fake hair at Jo-anns today. They are currently working on “operation hair” in the bathroom, the dolls propped up in the sink. All around they are clumps and clusters of curly hair scattered about. They brandish a glue gun and barbariously hot-glue hair on to the poor dolls heads. (Good thing they arent alive….that would be painful) Well not quite barbariously…but somthing like that. When they bought the hair, I suggested that we wait till dad is sleeping, lump it on top of his head,and take a picture. Unfourtanently, I was the only one who liked my idea. Not that many people around here seem to have a sense of humor. Otherwise I would pull a ton of practical jokes. I actually researched it a while back, and found a ton of good ones, but never did them. I’m too nice. It ruins all my fun. So, did you ever hear ot the one where you coat all the bars of soap with clear nail polish, and everyone gets mad cuz the soap won’t lather up?I could never do that one because we don’t have nail polish. Or how about the one where you tape hard candies to the sprayer thing where the water comes out in the shower, and the victim comes out of the shower all sticky and can’t figure out why? My dad always starts the shower before he gets in, then lets it warm up. In one place, it said to bend the thing where the water comes out over, so when it turns on, the water hits the person in the face. There are lots more, but my poor fingers are growing weary. So here, I will sign off.