Randomness of Boredom (or vice versa)

I'm extremely bored right now...

Anyways...

I thought I'd let you all know that--

She created a short-abridged version of Twilight that is like a mixture between the Pussycat Dolls and the Lion King.

Um...yeah...that.

I (unfortunately) know you too well.

That's a little creepy...it makes me feel like you're a stalker.

(in an omnimous voice) I am a stalker, young Amanda...

*Laughs nervously* hehe...hehe...

Um...anyways (Yes, I do overuse this word, but, hey, I'm engaged with it, so--)

God, I'm bored.

That you are.

Well, duh.

A man DUH

Huh?

Dud?

Bud?

No.

Yes!

Why?

Because.

WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING?!??!?!?!??!

...No comment...

Don't ask where that came from--because I have no clue.

Right now...I should be on Wii Fit (especially with all that candycorn from earlier...hehe...hehe...)

but, I'm a lazy butt, so there ya go.

(yawns)

How's life?

I'm in your head--what do you think?

You're very content?

...(indifferent) No.

You need a life?

No.

You need a boyfriend?

THAT'S PERSONAL!

Not my fault you have no love life.

(growls)

Why are you growling at me--it's true!

Go back to your interview with Matt Parkman.

I can't.

Why not?

He ran away screaming "Demon Child" and had a mental breakdown.

Really?

Yeah, all I did was ask him what his power was.

Did you find out what it was?

Yeah, Teresa told me.

What was it?

Mind-reading.

...Oh...

That explains a lot.

It does.

I wonder if he heard me.

Probably didn't.

Why would you say that?

If he did, he'd die just from hearing your voice.

(Glaring at Amanda)

I'm surprise I haven't died yet.

Would you shut up?

Gee-wilikers, SOMEONE IS IN A GOOD MOOD TODAY!

You call this a good mood?

Hey, where'd you come from?--Yeah, for her, this is a good mood; normally, she's nagging like Wanda from the Fairly Oddparents (except even worse)

That's a scary thought (shudders)

Agreed.

WOULD YOU BOTH QUIT THAT!

Quit what? Existing?

I wish.

(Whistles) o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o, someone's ticked off!

(Throws a rampage, and outrageously screams, and runs around in circles, with a red face)

(We both sit at the side, watching her.) So, what do you suggest we do?

Leave her; she'll shut up eventually--let's not make everyone else suffer from her tantrum.

...So...LET'S GO DO MEDITATION AND YOGA!

YEY!

PAYBACK! MUA HA HA HA!

This is a song dedicated to Amanda by “Oh-so-loving” conscience. I know I am amazing but save it for later!

NDLJFKJNO:JFKJ:JKMEFPLFKMDFEOI)#894038q93jdfoiBUEHPDJONu38908h9uf3J#2DCIUhp834

Tune to “Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer”

You know Nickle and Jesse and Vicky and Teresa
Cuozzo and Kristin and Sam and Carissa...
But do you recall
The spazziest friend of them all (da da doo doo!)

Amanda the weird spaz
Is obsessed with Orange Juice
And if you ever saw her
You’d think she’s crazier than Dr. Suess.

She fell off a tree at birth
And something went wrong with her brain
She always acted weird...
And liked to dance in the rain

Then one bright and shiny day
Her friends came to say
“Amanda you’re such a spaz
But we still love you anyway!”

Then how she spit her drink out
On a regular basis each day
Amanda the crazy spaz...
You are seriously crazy!

DONT YOU LOVE IT! THIS IS PAYBACK FOR THE KILLING MY CONSCIENCE SONG, AMANDA! REVENGE! MWAHAHAHA!!!

ok...

I HOPE YOU KNOW YOU’RE INSANE!

yes, because you’re not acting insane right now...

sorry...my conscience had some crack the other day...but the song came straight from her heart, I PROMISE!

WHEEEEEEEEEEEE

...I'm a little worried about her right now, but whatever. This was made during Christmas time when I was talking to everyone at lunch (you'll have no clue wat any of this is if you didn't have 7th period lunch.)

KILLING MY CONSCIENCE SONG!

I AM HAPPY TO SAY I HAVE FOUND THE LYRICS TO THE SONG THAT I CREATED A WHILE AGO.

I was looking for the song so that I could post it here, AND I FINALLY FOUND IT!

The song is callled "Killing My Conscience" (Best Part about it: THE TUNE IS TO JINGLE BELLS)

My conscience pretty much had a heart attack after she read the song out loud to herself. She lived though (sadly)

But, lucky for you, SHES NOT HERE RIGHT NOW!...

...Well, she is...

but let's just say that it is very easy to knock someone unconscious.

ANYWAYS! Amanda da Spaz presents...

The Killing My Conscience song.

Written by me

Created by me

Copyright: Me. (but have fun spreading the word!)


Cruising through the snow

In someone’s Volvo

Through the woods we go

Laughing all the way (ha ha ha)

Blood on my conscience sings

Making spirits bright

What fun it is to homicide

A hunting song to night.

Chorus-
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My conscience (con) smells, my con. smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo HEY!

My con smells my con smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo today!
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A day or two ago

I thought I'd take a ride

And soon all my friends

Were seated by my side

My conscience is wicked bony

And easy to pick off

With my uncle’s hunting gun

We shot her from far off
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Chorus

My con smells, my con. Smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo HEY!

My con smells my con smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo today!

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A day or two ago

The story I must tell

We went and shot my conscience

And on her back she fell

In my Dad’s old blue truck

We laughed at her all day

as My conscience laid there

And then we quickly drove away
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Chorus

My con. smells, my con. smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo HEY!

My con smells my con smells

Running far away

Oh what fun it is to hunt

In someone’s cool Volvo today!

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Now the snow is red

My conscience was so young

But she was being a pain

So now we sing this song

We got in someone’s car

240 was our speed

My conscience didn’t have a chance

Crack! Now she’s gonna bleed!

PROBOARDS ACCOUNT!

This isn't another edition

Thank God

But, i came to remind you all that I have created a forum!

Oh Joy...

So, because I am the bester of the best

Huh?

I will give you the link

Who would read something THAT stupid...

THIS is the link (i found out how to EDIT HTML (yay me!)

And...uh...I guess that's it. My board pretty much has everything you need to know on there (35 things to do in Walmart, Why the human race has evolved, Snopes.com which I thank nerdettes Bwinda and Awi for the link, etc, etc, etc)

and...uum.....im gonna go play with a chainsaw now

i wouldn't do that...

WHAT DO YOU KNOW!

(from the backround, you can hear the sound of a chainsaw and some maniac screaming in pain because she tried stopping the blade with her hands)

Everyone who bothered reading up to this point, please stand by

#17 (a holiday special)

CHRISTMAS YEY!!!

what are you doing now, moron?

as my conscience, shouldnt you be giving me words of advice and telling me whats right and
whats wrong?

sure. Fact 1: Wilson is a basketball. That fact is RIGHT. Fact 2: Wilson will come and save you from a building that is about to go on fire becuase you set peanut butter on fire. WRONG!

you are evil! just like BABY ALIVE! ~GASP~

how the hell did baby alive get into this conversation?

im gonna kill april for giving christine that...reched thing for christmas!

its a FREAKIN DOLL

your point?

(sigh), what is so bad about a doll?

if you feed it too much....IT PISSES LIKE AN INSANE MORON

really? then its just like you!

i pee like an insane moron?

NO!

but you said---

UGH! FORGET IT! YOU'RE SO WEIRD!

whats wrong with being "different"

weird

no, different!

fine, fine. DIFFERENT.

well, different is good!

not if it makes you a physco

no one asked you

you just did

i didnt specifically ask

this is worst than the time we had that argument over if The Doodlebops were gay...

FLASHBACK

AHHH!!! DOODLEBOPS!!!!

just change the channel if its THAT bad

AHH! THE SIGHT IS TOO SCARY

its a freakin' gay show! whats so scary about it!

gay? WHOA!...WHOA...the doodlebops are gay

(oh no) umm...well no, i mean...listen i didnt literally mean that--

AH! SEE! they are bad! THEYR GAY! THAT EXPLAINS IT ALL! YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE FRIENDS WITH MICHEAL JACKSON!

amanda...i didnt necessarily mean that they were gay...i just meant that it was a weird show...

THEY'RE GAY!

no theyr not...

YES THEY ARE

amanda, dont fight with yourself

WHY NOT

your being stupid!

you called yourself stupid!

not this thing again. just-listen! the show is weird, but that doesnt--

you cant convince me otherwise, so GIVE UP! you are a bad conscience and u are....a....um....A BIG FAT PHONIE! PHONIE! PHONIE! PHONIE--

baby alive, THE BABY SO REAL!

stop it!

stop WHAT!?

uh...i forgot.

idiot

meaney

beyotch

OH NO YOU DIDNT

oh yes i did

i hhaaaatttteeee YOU!

thats thrilling, i found that out when you got a therepist and hit me in the head, REALLY HARD, WITH A BIG STICK

it worked though!

cauz we just LOVE each other now

was that sarcasm?

no

o0o...so it was

you confusing me!

you mean confuzzling

physco...

aunt

excuse me?

aunt...conscience!

what kind of insult is THAT?

uh im not sure, what are we fighting about anyway?

...i dont know. lets scroll up

(takes moment to scroll up)

oh we were arguing over if the doodlebops were gay or not

oh...

yep

what?

your famous words

it was ONE word

...suuuurrreee....

so....

how're you doing?

with you terrible, but at least im not bored!

sigh, i agree with you on that.

uh...

you wanna go out to dinner. im hungry

your a conscience, you cant eat

i could pretend, you know the saying "USE YOUR IMAGINATION"

um...ok, LETS GO!

END FLASHBACK

yep...those were some good times

sure...

ya want to argue some more?

kay

i hate you!

hate you more!

HEY ITS SANTA!

NO AMANDA, thats not real santa thats a mall-

who are you, little girl?

im amanda! HEY! WAIT...you dont look like santa...youre not santa

of course i am, I-

your not santa

yes i am

no your not

(angry) YES I AM

no your-

THATS IT I QUIT! (takes off beard and everything)

HAH!

i told u so

told me what?

that this santa wasnt real, and that it was a mall santa.

uhh (tries to think of way to get off subject) YOU DRANK MY ORANGE JUICE

I DIDNT MEAN TO-

(chasing conscience...or at least trying to cauz her conscience is in her head) YOU ATE MY OJ!

RUN FOR IT!

#48

Conscience, one day you shall thank me for this…

Thank you for what? What the hell are you talking about?

Um…I don’t really know…You have 911’s number right?

Amanda, that is the number.

What number?

911.

Yes, what is 911’s number?

911!

I know, THAT’S THE NUMBER I’M ASKING YOU FOR!

AMANDA, DON’T START THIS!

Whatever…

(A man suddenly walks up to them)

Tell my wife and children…I love them.

(Then the man starts having a seizure on the floor)

OH MY GOD, HE’S DYING. AMANDA CALL 911!

I would, but I don’t have its number!

DIAL 911!

I don’t know the number! Plus, why would I need it?

THE GUY IS DYING!

Well, he didn’t ask us to call 911, he asked us to tell his wife and children that he loved them…Oh crap, NOW WE HAVE TO GO FIND HIS FAMILY!

WELL, MAYBE IF WE KEEP HIM ALIVE, HE WON’T HAVE TO FREAKING WORRY ABOUT HIS FAMILY!

Fine, fine…shit that is holy, you’re more stubborn than a 3-legged pack mule that just drank sour milk for breakfast and shoved hot coffee up his ass.

What????

I don’t know, it was the first thing that came to mind.

CALL 911—

I DON’T KNOW THEIR FREAKING NUMBER!

UGH! THAT’S IT! GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!

I don’t know, it has pretty bad service…GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!

Okay, okay…

(conscience dials 911, and Amanda is trying to have a decent, yet life threatening conversation with the hospital.)

Listen, hospital lady, some guy is twitching in a weird way, and I think he’s dead.

Well, Miss, then first you must make sure he’s dead…

(Amanda takes a gun out and shoots the man)

Okay, he’s dead. Now what?

Introductions

Well...I think it's pretty obvious what this blog is about...but unfortunately, the conscience I have is MEAN to me, and tells me the WRONG things to do. We've had some pretty weird times, and some other funny ones, and... you are so boring, no one is going to bother to read this. SEE! EVIDENCE! Here she comes again, with her stupid nagging...I'm right here, you know. That's the whole point...as you can see...we dont get along very good...AT ALL! Well, that's because you're INSANE and CRAZY. What she says is all a lie. This "girl" is nothing normal at all! She thinks the Doodlebops are evil BECAUSE THEY ARE She is obsessed with Orange Juice Because it's my personal Heaven. And she even spits out her drink in lunch during school, on a regular basis HEY! THAT'S PERSONAL! She even admits it! As you can tell...we don't like each other...we have crazy adventures everyday in class, YOU ALL HAVE NO IDEA, and we finally decided to post it up, and maybe write a book about it. THIS IS STUPID! SHUT UP WHAT DO YOU KNOW!?...That seemed to shut her up.

Well, tune in for some wacky conversations with myself...and I'll be updating ASAP!

PS- Sorry for the long, stupid, boring speech she gave. She doesn't have a way with words...uh-oh...she's giving me death glares...AH!!! SHES GETTING "THE STICK" AHH! GOT TO GO!