For those of you who don't know I have been generally against Blogfests (for myself, not for other people.) The only reason why is because I'm borderline schizophrenic and I'm sure the aliens can find me if I enter a blogfest.
Hey. *gets defensive twinge in eye* You never know.
But Tessa at Tessa's Blurb is having a blogfest of DEATH! Isn't that mad cool? I can't resist the chance to kill somebody. *Ahem* I mean... A chance to hone my skills as a writer. That's what I meant. Uh-huh.
So I'm entering a blogfest *swoons from shock.* I suppose that shows you that #anythingispossible. Because I never thought I would use hashtags on Twitter either, and #lookwhathappened #it'slikeadisease
I blame all of this Brain Malfunction on Mia Hayson. She does blogfests ALL the time (Read her one about the Cute Zombie Man *drool*)
*blushes* Ahem. Sorry. I will be a perfect little lady now.
PFAHHHH! Sorry, that idea totally made me laugh.
You see, my friend and I think it would be cool to insert ourselves into a Finishing School and then we could have Secret Meetings about being Rebellious and eating pickles with one's bare hands!! Ah! We would totally get kicked out and how much fun would it be to go around saying I got kicked out of a finishing school? Bwahaha...
Excuse me. I'm going to go plot some more Evil Thoughts for out Secret Meetings.
(pic from here)
Me: Look! I have dirty hands!
Prissy Lady: *squeals and faints*
Me: *laughing hysterically*
Friend: You're weird. Ooh! Look! Pickles! Let's make a smoothie.