Alright, cool, I'll add you. As soon as I'm done this post. IF I ever finish!!! I might keep typing, and this post will never end, and Christmas won't come, because the world will STOP without, well, that's what my counselor tells me. AM I the only one with a counselor. I bet I'm the only one with a counselor who looks like...a counselor. I like red, I like blue, I like, but not you. Ha, I'm a poet and I didn't know it! But I did, and that's how I made that POEM. Speaking of POEMS, why do some people prounounce POEM like it's spelled POME. It's really funny, but it's mainly old people named Margaret-Ann Jones. What a weird name, hahahe. Well, at least it's not Marylou Jenkins, or Shalaqua Johnson. Woo! Right, am I right? LIKE WOO! But, anywho, I need some hot tea, because I'm cold, because I was outside, because I some of my friends outside, because I was driving home from my aunt's house, because I ahd to get my gifts before I go away, because I am a greedy little child. SILLY FOO'!!! Where's the BEEF?!
