The Word of The Day is Blech

Yes, that is blech, not bleach. I don't care if it's not a real word. Get over it. Have you? Good.

Well, I have challenged myself to something...probably rather stupid. I have challenged myself to watch 4 years, 251 videos of a certain user's stuff on youtube. It's not all that funny, it's just weird and awkward so I end up laughing awkwardly. It';s entertaining but I doubt I will live through this challenge. If I do not live through this I have specific instructions for my death that I expect you all to make sure are carried out...I wonder if a blog entry is a valid will >.> I'm doing it anyways.

Okay, I don't care what happens to most of my stuff, take it if you want it...except for a few things. My fuzzy orange blanket goes to the kitty that lives at my house named Mia(I won't say my cat or my stepmom's cat or anything like that because cats so don't have owners). She likes this blanket alot for some reason so It will be hers when I die. The Pit Dragon Series goes to Joshua Chesbrough as I have promised to let him borrow it anyways. Breanna Claire can have my pretty new knives as nobody ever lets her hold weapons when I'm around. There are things that a few of you have been promised so you already know. I want something epic done with my body. I want Rick Vargas, Andrew Winter, Joseph Madrid, and Joshua Watson in charge of that because I'm sure it will then be epic and destructive. My funeral better not have a priest at it. I want someone to do a speaking, as in a speaker for the dead like in Orson Scott Card's book....Speaker for The Dead. If anyone cries I want them hit with a flail covered in lemon juice. Also this funeral should be done at night in the dark and I want people prowling around in ninja costumes just out of easy eyesight.

There you go. My basic will. Off to find out if that thing is legal...