First of all, I got tagged AGAIN, this time by ~Torrell

Okay. So it's that eight-fact thing. AGAIN.

1. My cat is the most ungraceful cat ever. You're not supposed to hear cats walk. Well, I can always hear him. Cats aren't supposed to trip. He does. Cats aren't supposed to stumble. He does. Cats aren't supposed to fall down the stairs. He does. (Well, nearly. I think he caught himself in time). Cats aren't supposed to fall in pools. He did. :3

2. I always underestimate microwaves.

3. My mom drinks grass. It's a very long story.

4. My cousin once slapped me in the face with a pancake. It hurt. *coughrowencough*

5. A few weeks ago, a building burned down a few streets away from me, and I didn't even notice until someone told me. XD

6. I spent nearly six weeks in the summer washing dishes (LOL ~Wildhorsemoon, REMEMBER THE PAIN?!)

7. This is so hard to explain... Uh.. Some people really intimidate me, and I don't talk to them often. It's not everyone, but I find quite a few people really scary. Like on dA, there are some people that I haven't talked to in a long time (or don't I talk to very much) because I'm too afraid. And then it makes me feel bad because it might seem to them like I'm ignoring them. Then I start getting scared that they'll start hating me.

8. Okay, so normally my mom would make chocolate muffins and give one to me for lunch everyday. When we moved out of our house, she didn't have time to make them anymore, so she started giving me chocolate granola bars. Now I cannot go through one day without eating a chocolate granola bar, and I go insane if I don't have one. It's actually really sad.

I'm not gonna tag anyone.

Okay, so now, the reason behind this journal's title. Sometime last week, I don't remember when, something really funny happened. It was more of an epic fail in my case, but it was still hilarious. Okay, so you know when your brain is telling you "What you're doing right now is very very stupid. You should stop right now." Right, well the cafeteria at my school was giving away packs of ketchup with lunch. You know how packs of ketchup are really squishy? Well, I was squishing it. And then I bent it in half and stared at it. Then the voice in my head was telling me "Stop that, you damn idiot. It's not a good idea." But did I listen? No. Of course not. So it exploded. On me. And my friend started laughing at me. It was so awesome. :3

Oh, and my neighbors were yelling again today. But it was so stupid. It was really loud and they were screaming at the top of their lungs about... ... the dishes. Seriously. I'm starting to wonder if it's a joke.