Dogs who think they're cats...and chairs...

My dog...thinks she is a cat.
I know I know,,, 'it's sooo cute!' yeah well,, I thought so too, don't get me wrong! but then she didnt grow of it *sigh* so yeah. That happened.
Unfortunately this is about as interesting as my life gets.
But why does she think she's a cat? well for one, she's a labrador, she isn't even cat sized! but she does that weirdly uncomfortable thing where they rub against your legs? which for cats is cute but for a labrador it's just uncomfortable.
She purrs. enough.said. and meows. too.much.said.
One think about dogs is that they are fabulous stalking friends! it gives you the perfect reason to be walking around all day! until you see that one person that decides to go on a bike, so you havae to try and control your cat-like-immature-labrador from puncturing the wheels *facepalm*
So anywho, time for me to stop procrastinating (ahahahh likely story) and get my seat back...
Underaverage Girl
xxx

first blog

i guess this is my first blog... PLEASE GIVE IT A CHANCE!!!
hopefully they'll make you laugh or something, whoever is out there...probably no one. But if you are? which is unlikely hgiven as not many people are likely to search for sandwiches and skitlles...

People are probably wondering why this crazy teen has created a blog...if i knew i would tell you but i guess i just cba to write it down! ahahahha (awkward laughter to myself). People are probably also wondering why it's called sandwiches...well i dont even really like sandwiches but i guess it worked...but i do like skittles so its sibilance! and whoever doesnt know what that means??- you sir need to go to Mrs Miller's English lessons and get a lesson on anotating poetry!

I though for my first blog, i would type about finding yourself funny...i dont know about you but i find myself fricking hialrious! who has ever done that thing where you sit in your room reviewing your day and then you think 'why the fudge did no one laugh when i said that?' i'm a fricking comedy genius! people shouldnt underestimate the teenage mind...i'm gonna do n open mike night and be like Micheal McIntyre!' and then you think....i have no life. You alos realize you have no life when its a saturday afternoon and your siiting in bed with three bags of skittles making piles out of the different colours...but that's a different story.

you're probably thinking...wow that was a waste of my life... even though i doubt anyone will read this... but give me a chance??? i will improve int he future i swear...
Underaverage Girl
xx