For the past month, words of doltishness have been uncontrollably flowing out of my mouth. Like yesterday when we were eating in KFC for lunch:

Irene:(on her 5th piece of chicken) I broke my record of 4 chickens!
Ellice:(on her nth piece of chicken) I think I broke my record too!
Me:*snap* I think I broke my fork.


That morning, before Dad left for work, I was fixing me my breakfast (eggs & toast):

Dad:(washing his hands) Hey, where'd the eggs come from?
Me:(cracks an egg) Chickens
Dad:(splashes me with water) I'm gonna strangle you.


Last weekend, we were driving off to Red Rock Canyon and on the highway we saw this car driven by this old lady with big, poofy, over-teased, seemingly platinum blonde locks:

Dad:Hey girls, where'd you think she got her wig?
*3-second silence*
Me: PetSmart


I wasn't the only one though. Last week, when my cousin came over with her friends, we were driving off to.. well, somewhere, and we were talking about cars:

Friend:I can't wait 'til they come up with cars that fly.
My cousin:Uhm, that would be called an Airplane


I really should get back to school... @_@