Talk:Kick/@comment-5463410-20130603042200

Okay, that comment down below that said it was me was...well, me. But the tired me. The one who doesn't know what punctuation and capitalization is. The one that is a dead grammar Nazi. This is the real me.

So, no matter what, I'm still tired. And that is because I played badminton for two hours today, softball for one and a half hours, frisbee for an hour, and I did homework for about four hours. Add in helping make breakfast, dinner, and dessert while taking care of a teething and curious twenty-one month old that has a scar of his forehead, a huge scar on each knee, and a cut going across his left leg. Oh, and don't forget the other scar on his chin and his loose elbow joints and ligaments. And this kid isn't even two.

Add up all of the stuff you get today, and then ad it on to a very small and fragile twelve year old that will snap like a twig if anybody over 100 pounds sits on her lap. You will get a very tired twelve year old with enormous bags under her eyes. That is me. Yay...

My power went out today for a few hours because our transformer exploded. Fun times. Fun 'effin times.

Okay, I am done, my face hurts, just...ugh. I am going to fall asleep now to the soothing sound of Joey Graceffa's voice.

Speaking of, he only needs 10,291 more subscribers!!!

May the odds be ever in YOUR favour, and goooodbye!!!