They Never Gave Boo Berry A Chance

They never gave Boo Berry a chance did they?
He was always the smallest of the three cereal characters.
He never really said anything to promote his cereal,
He just sat there and floated like the true ghost he was.
Those other two bastards Frankenberry and Count Chocula...
Boy, they just took all of the fame and popularity away from him.
They always blabbed and blabbed,
"Blah Blah! Count Chocula is Great!"
"Blah Blah! Frankenberry is the shit!"
And yeah "blah blah" there's that Boo-Berry guy too, right?
I've heard it all before...
It was like it took everything out of them to even mention Boo-Berry's cereal,
Let alone include him in a commercial.
Well guess what Chocula?
Cocoa pebbles and Cocoa crispies kicked your cereal's ass to this very day.
And I still hate you.
Oh, and I'm not leaving you out Frankenberry!
I would rather drink my own piss than eat your pathetic pink cereal!
Boo Berry is the only thing I would ever eat. He knew his cereal good.
He had faith that it would sell without all of the cheap promotion tactics
That both of you used...
I was walking around in the city, and I saw Boo Berry sitting on a sidewalk
With all of the leftover boxes of cereal he had left.
And he was holding out a coffee cup while asking for change.
He told me he couldn't stop being a ghost and go to heaven until
He found someone who actually liked his cereal.
I was shocked to find this out, and I couldn't believe that I was the only one
On the planet to actually liked his cereal.
It seemed so impossible for everyone not to love his cereal!
Well I bought every last box of cereal he had. Then he said,
"Thank you! I knew my patience would pay off some day. Thank you so much!"
Then he went up to heaven, just like that.
Now I have hundreds of these Boo Berry boxes.
Some of them still even have the collectors Boo Berry figurines.
I have them all on my wall.
I melted all the Count Chocula and Frankenberry ones already
Because I hate them so much...
But, I have a huge "Ode to Boo Berry" in my room now.
And I'm eating his cereal and loving life.
And none of you traitors can have any of the cereal.
None of you...

:tear:

Castration > Christmas

Santa must be rolling in his grave. or at least bing crosby.

I swear, christmas has hit an all-time low today.

Its not the gifts, even though its prtty sad that i've gotten so far a pack of mentos, a pack of batteries, and a new camcorder battery, which don't get me wrong, is greatly appreciated. Still, all i really asked for was a cell phone, new or old, but my parents didnt get one because "they didn't have time."

My brother and I are trying to give mom smiles, but we dont even care anymore.

So now my mom, to compensate, is blasting holiday music, and im not talking about the classic stuff. I'm talking " Hall and Oates do Christmas."

And my favorite cousins arent coming down this year, whih sucks, since they are the only people me and my broher can have fun with.


But I shall overcome, hopefully. Maybe my mom got me the Buddha shirt i wanted. that would make this all better.

Yep, the only thing that can save Christmas is Buddha.

My grandpa died on saturday night.

What a way to start a entry.

It's okay though. He was 92, and he lived a good life. I got to say my final goodbyes to him three weeks ago, before he went totaly downhill. His death was painless, which is a good thing. I'm happy i never saw him while he was comatose.

Two of my grandparents were already dead before i was born, and another went clinically crazy 10 years ago, so my grandpa was basically the only grandparent i knew. I'm not going to lie and say i had a real close relationhip with him, but i definitely saw him a lot and talked with him. He was a great man though. Hopefully he has gone on to a better place.


And to quote Forrest Gump(which i've watched like 5 times this weekend on hbo),

"Thats all I've got to say about that."

So anyways, i wont be at school from wednesday to friday, as i am going up to pennsylvania for the funeral. I get to see my brother though, which is cool. At least i get to take my chem an math tests before i leave!! (Bangs head against monitor)

Semper fi guys

Drew

It's like Jesus in a can
Well, i havent updated in a couple of days.

On thursday, vivi stole my sweatshirt and gave me hers. It was kinda small on me, so it looked really hot on me. Thats about all that happened i think.

Friday: Didnt do anything in newspaper, as always. English was great, talked about old super nintendo games with cary. Math was good too. history was as tedious as ever.

Then came frugby. It royally sucked that so many people came. Certain people, who arent really wanted there anyways, decided to invite even more people, that arent wanted there even more. I personally find it rude to invite people over to someones house without asking. And most of these people were not even friends with percussion. I at least asked andrew if i could come over the first time. Oh well. It was fun owning some of the new guys during the game. I got to do my patented "Sprite Mist" on Rich and Kelso. Mike Clark fell on my leg, an it has swelled up big time. Ian whipped it out, as always, and this time we got it on camera. We also had a jam session afterwords, and the jug band got to play for the first time, minus the jug. Noah and I handled the lyrics like pros.

Afer the game i went to boynton with the garbarinos. Noah, me, Dan, jake, ian, devin, and this girl mallory went to KFC. We got in just beore it closed. We were the only people in there, so it was fun. I ordered a cake for 3 bucks, and it was awesome. we talked about horror movies. then we headed over to dennys. me and ian tryed to win something from the claw toy machine,but we didnt suceed. then basically noah, dan,me, ian, and mallory hung out outside dennys for an hour doing various things to entertain ourselves. All in all it was good times.

Sic Transit Gloria

Drewgins

My emo poem
me and cary made this emo poem today.

"Solitude of the Stars"

The bed is my coffin
The book is my memorial
And the sweet carress of my hand
Is nothing more than enlightenment

I can't feel my finger
I can't feel my brain
I can feel the pounding rain
It's driving me insane

The party's happening
But I'm nowhere to be seen
I'm crying in the bathroom
Because you were so mean

Little drops of passion
Fall from my eyes
The words I long to say
Come out in the form of sighs

The music is playing downstairs
It's muted by my door
I really really really
Want to find a whore

I am about to cry

For you to accept my wish
I would run for miles and miles
I would fly on out to Germany
And give 150 seig heils

Theres nothing more I want
Than to see you smile
For this craving
I would drink 3 tons of bile

To feel you in my arms
It would be cool
Cause then I could drown you in a pool

DO YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT

DO YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT?

DO YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT?

DO YOU WANT FRIES WITH THAT?