Secret Snowflake

oh secret snowflake, why can't your main interests be things I can turn into presents? Your main interest is America, and I don't know what to do with that. I think and think about different things i could give... people say that america pens and flags and american t-shirts are the best option. Are they? is that what you want secret snowflake? An american flag?
I know who has me. She said she knows who has me for secret snowflake. I said me? and she said "I dunno..." So yeah.
What do people what from their secret santas? Last year a gave a metal notebook and got a cookie. Many people were upset last year; they got money, or a gift card, or deoderant. What people want is a gift that proves they have been considering what to give for a while, that proves they followed them and got info on what they like. But what is that? What can prove that I know what Mr. America likes most? The answer remains unclear.

Response to a mabye apology

hello new member, are you from our old blog? Spaz? Smiley? Non-seq? Scarlet? anyone?

Ode to Winter

Oh winter, your silent beauty
you cover the grey and dull with the white and soft
the world is under your spell.

Though sometimes, you can hurt
really hurt.
You bite my ears and fingers with cold.
Bitter, bitter cold.

(SO
please snow. Really snow. Flurries do not count.
we want snow that sticks. Snow that is not off and on
and off and on and off and on. Real snow.
Cold will not match the the beauty of SNOW)

I can sometimes see the snow
through the shine of the streetlight
Just that is enough to make
a child smile. Or a cat. Or a dinosaur.
I look out the window today and all I see is a wish
I see the sky and the streets saying
"C'mon guys we were so close to the weather everyone anticipates"
I see little green and red and blue lights dance across the road.
Wait, no that is just a side effect of that medicine i took.
But still
so beautiful and graceful.

Okay, this is dragging on.
Snow, please come. New York needs you. Kids need you. I need you.

A maybe apology.

I am confident. You don't know who i am. I didn't start this to make you guys mad. I wnated to be a part of YOU. And now that i am, i have a few things to tell you to lay down the rules 'round here. I said i wouldn't post on here again, but i did. Now i OWN you, all of you. I am the villain, but you guys are'nt the heroes. No, i am not hurting anyone, i am just providing extensive reading material. I care about YOU. I don't want you to have to read through some of the boring material that is on HERE. I want you to be mystified by me, and search for who i am. You will never find out, but hey its worth a try. Jus to stimuate those little (little) brains of yours. Now who is cotton and smith. A vaguely remember a "cottonsmith" from last years social studies.

Keep searching guys, i believe in you (not really).

Mr.scarcerow mystery person.

Seeyah

My annoying terrorists siblings

So, everybody has sibligs. Right? Well, I have 2 younger siblings. A 9-year-old brainiac sister who's always trying to inform on facts that are SSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOO NOT TRUE!!!! And also she's always trying make me do creative stufff with her that don't want to do. And her name is: Connie Chen. Even her name is brainiac like! HA HA! Then there's my 4-year-old brother Who my parents favor SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH! They hired a babysitter who spoiled my freaking 4-year-old brother. And his name is: Justin Chen. That name doesn't even suit him well.(Even though I was the one who named him.) BUT,now I regret it SSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO freaking much! And I'm the oldest!
Together my brother and my sister work together. They could turn anything upside down! Like this one time it was Halloween and when I came home from school Ifound tiolet paper all over the living room. Then I ran to my room to check if "they" destroyed or even raided my room. And found that it was perfectly normal. And I sighed with releif. Then when I stepped outside my room to clean up the living room and to also call my siblings out to get into their costumes.
Guess who I found outside playing with toilet paper? AGAIN! My two younger siblings! I was quite pissed off. So I gave them a whole 1hour lecture! But, I found the lecture really funny. When I think about it again! HA HA!

Your friend, the scarecrow

You... you talkin to me? Want to know who I am, huh? Who do YOU think I am man? I dont go around telling that to evryone I meet on the street. I will give you this much though.
I am not a dinosaur, but I am not not a dinosaur.
I am not a human, but I am not not a human also.
I am one of you, and I am also not one of you.
You know me, but you don't KNOW me.
You SEE me, but you don't see me.
I am anonymous, but c'mon deep down you know who I am.
you. I am little bit of you all. Deep down you all wish you could be as random as me.
I have a blog but I do not have a blog.
I am not a person. I am people. Lemme rephrase. I am not people. I am the PEOPLE. I am the everyone everyone wants to be at somepoint.
I am not a turkey, I am not a puppy, I am not a kitty.

I'm not posting here again because that would be mean so bye!

sdfljfljngfsfrizzle <3 "The Scarecrow"

Being a Nancy Drew

okay. so. the second post by the randomletterthingsdlfksdfrizzle was not the same person as before. How do I know? Because I can tell. I think we have two anonymous frizzles on our hands, sherif.

Okay now I know who the second one is. How? Just take a look at the times everything around it was posted. So we got a bloginforest-er taking on the role of a frizzle? Well sherif, it looks like we are going to have a double mystery.