12.22.2008

I have read far too many books...

Today, when I got dropped off from a friend's house, my mom and two sisters were at hair appointments and my dad was at work, so I was home alone. I went upstairs to my room. Looking down the hall I noticed a light on in my sister's room. So, I went in to turn it off. I saw blood on the floor. Omgomgomgomgomg. I blinked and it went away. I looked into the closet. Dead body. Oomgomgomgomgomg. I blinked and that too went away.

Serious investigation time! I went into... I dunno, Alex Cross mode or something, and got down on my hands and knees, scanning the room. I leafed through her closet too.

I sighed, and sat down with my back against the bed with a relieved smile.

And jumped up and searched under that.

Sensing no danger, Alex Cross I left the room.

And I have read far too many murder books. *sigh*

1 comment:

Taylor said...

Oh dear. This made me laugh so hard. Thanks for making my Christmas!

Hello!

Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]

Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.

Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)