This is a Puzzle

Ok. So, I am sure that we have all heard professors say: 'This test is not meant to trick you,' when actually it would be easier to escape a labyrinth than to figure out the test. I want a professor to just be like 'Yes, this test is meant to trick you. It is going to be like a puzzle so GOOD LUCK'. If I was a professor I would totally do that, first test of the class is all in word puzzles and mazes. I'm sure that I would quickly become the most hated teacher ever, a position that I would happily accept. So the whole point of this is just to say that professors need to be honest about what their tests are going to be like, don't get my hopes up with the promise of a cake walk and then put me in the Amazon. Professors, be real.


Here is a little blurb about the blog. You guys should leave questions for me to answer or topics that you guys want me to rant about. I'm sure that my take on subjects will be unlike anything that you have ever heard.

Randomness

Saxon: "It is a family ficus. It is not just one person's ficus it is the family's ficus. It is like if the mafia kills someone they are not just killed by that person they are killed by the family."

Me: We have cacti. They bloom pink and white.

Saxon: "So they are woman cacti."

Me: No. They are pointy.

Saxon: "So they are like a woman's heart that has yet to be pruned by love."

What a thought. And it was said by a boy, how strange.

Hilarious Moment of the Day

As I finish watching The Lion King 2:
"Does that mean they just got married?"
Lauren: "Ugh. I'm having visions of cartoon lions having sex."
BAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
I imagine that'd be rough.

Thank you for appreciating our weirdness. I dare you to watch the Lion King and not think about this.

Birth of the Blog.

Being a Freshman in college,  I'm getting to experience lots of new things. Like meeting people. Like ANGIE. And she thinks that I'm so hilarious that we've decided, in collaboration with my lovely bathmate Lauren, to write a blog. We're already off to an amazing start. Lauren butchered my email address when she read it back to me, saying "hi peo poes" instead of "hi peoples." Lauren is typing this up right now because she is forcing me to do this. I guess with the birth of this blog I need to tell you something about myself, so this all makes sense.
I'm a weirdo and I like it. I say what I think, there is no filter. (HASHTAGNOFILTER) If you don't like it, you should probably stop reading this blog. (I'm playing with a knife right now, by the way. And there is no "t" in "wesson.")
Speaking of experiencing new things, it's like a metaphorical "screw you, darrell" when I wear shorts everyday. HA.
Back to me, belelaleallaela. I guess the things I'm going to be talking about is day to day college life and the stuff that happens. And my brain's a little weird (hence the title) and you guys get a little piece of it. You're welcome.
So, this is my first blog, and there may be more to come, so happy birthday blog. The End.


Random thought of the day: 
Saw this guy doing par-core, it was really awesome, but I kinda hoped he would smash his face into the ground. But he didn't, and he just looked awesome. Darn you guy who can do par-core. I forgot to tell you my friends think I'm sadistic. :)