So today my mom, sister and I went to the library, and my mom got out of the car and closed the door after her, and then we discovered that THE DOORS HAD LOCKED. I don't know how or why, but they were all locked. And the car keys were left inside the car. And my sister and I were still inside the car too.

So then my sister got into the front seat and fiddled around trying to get the doors unlocked, and she pressed the wrong button by mistake and the car started giving these horrible loud beeps, the kind cars give when the poor unintelligent things think they're being stolen, which made it ten times worse. Luckily we managed to roll down the car windows and my mom reached in and was able to unlock the car doors. BUT the car would not stop beeping. We didn't know how to stop it. So we drove through the streets, with the car beeping majestically. People scattered to right and left before us and stared after the weird people who chose to drive around with their car beeping like a modern royal trumpeter (jk) We got home and got my dad, who is the best in the family at figuring out cars and machinery in general, to fix it, and he did. But I'm never going to feel the same about our car...

Hiiiii 

also Inkling says "fwhem" 'for when' maybe?

MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA WORLD DOMINATION BY ME (or at least dte domination... BUT IT'S A START)

oh also inkling now says "imdki" I'm idk? meaning "I am I don't know"? HOW DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSEEE

It appears that standing up for myself (and others?) may have caused some drama. Well then... T-T

Just some thoughts on life, I'm feeling the psychologist inside me suddenly.

I used to be normal, like plain normal and content with life, until I heard of one of my friends go into hospital when he got too depressed over his world. It really struck me then, how can someone I know become so dissapointed in life?

And I decided to try to make myself happier. I posted corny jokes on my bedposts to read whenever I woke up, hid comic books in textbooks, and posed taking notes in class when I was actually writing stories.(every once in a while, that is. I need grades, after all.) Not that I want to encorage rule-breaking or anything, but it felt really satisfing when my math teacher couldn't do a thing about the calculator which kept beeping letters of the the alphabet whenever I tapped a button. Then I tried to see if I could make others smile. I made puns during recess, cartweeled my way through the gym at P.E., and brought a oversized balloon dog over to the teacher's lounge at christmas. They laughed. I laughed. It felt good! Really. As long as it won't get in other people's ways, I really do recommend actively trying to make others laugh.

Now I'm back on the CB, I'll try it too. I hope that I can make everyone here smile, its the best I can do.

I don't know about others, but I can say that just seeing happy greetings from a fellow CBer gives me enough energy to power through a whole day.

So, laugh, live, love. I feel as though I understand those words suddenly after this long train of thought. Heh.

And about my friend. He's doing much better now, laughing and loving.

Wow you wrote a lot, and it isn't very funny either. Is anyone going to read this?

I feel rather melancholic now.

It isn't the point. Random thoughts, remember? Let him have this chance to write.