will you marry me?

so..what if a five-foot nine inch, one legged, spikey mohawk hair wearing, pink mini skirt dressing, skipping, lady walked up to you and said "hi i am sarah. will you marry me"?
would you marry sarah??

sarah's background-
sarah is 22 years old.she was born in Salt lake city, Utah. she was raised by wolves in the Reno, Nevada mountain side. she is a vegetarian (how ironic) and she dancing to hip-hop on her spare time.

Now would you marry sarah??

GUYS(bre's oppinion)

guys.guys.guys. i do not like them anymore. they make me sick to my stomach. guys make my arms want to fall off. i dont get why guys always have a LAME excuse. like HELLO earth to the heavens can you not make guys who are nice, understanding, with a oinch of bad boy? like geez..


(i am so being a jerk in this blog..its soo not true)

YIKES

whyy meee...ugh...WAKE UP BRE

what to do..what to do? so yesturday i woke up in the a/m feeling so happy and ready to take on the world. i had a 9:30 class that i was not too excited for yet i was stil willing to be there..and this time EARLY..i turn in my 3 page research essay, which i thought was okay and my instructor rejected it. bummer..right? well actually it was not. my rejection made me realize i need to step up my game espcially before the end of this semester. that rejection was not a mere sob story, it was a wake up call to all of the slackers in the world..just KIDDING lol. so now i am going to take the chance of failure because there is a slight chance i will succeed.

AYIYIYIYIYYIYI

so i am not yet 18. my date of birth is comming up on november 28th! YIKES
and i really really want to move out..i know it's not going to be easy but i feel its something i have to do.. i need to explore and the plus is that i have saved up a good sum of muula so man oh man. yet a part of me is super frightened by the thought of being alone..ALL BY MY LONESOME!!!
can i get a YIKESS!?!

chanda.domo.bre

okay my people....so i had this bestfriend..we were besrties from sophmore year of highschool all the way until the end of our senior year. she recently started texting me and telling me abpout this celebrity son she was seeeing..7 she asks me for advice on him.. i feel honored because although we are not besties anymore she feels i give the greatest advice and i agree.lol (we had a falling out in april of 2009) and now it feels some what back to normal..we texted for 3 whole day..STRAIGHT!!!!!!!! but i know i have a bestfriend to stand by9my bff domo) so if i take this step domo will have to take it too..or i cant take it.

bre = rich

i came to the conclusion that like everybody else i want to be rich...but unlike everybody else i have a plan. what is my plan you ask?..ill never tell..but i really dont like doing blogs i feel like im typing an essay...ugghhh

guys: the good ones.

ugh okay well this blog is about guys. first let me start off by saying guys r awesome because theyre human beings but alot of the ones ive met are jerks. and they just want to spend their time juggling girls. and that is so messed up..i have had so many friends get hurt and i myself have been hurt..where are all the good ones?...

ahhhh..my almost adult life!

no rap today..i just want to talk about life. well i am about to be 18 in six weeks. i am nervous. I dont have bills to pay or children to take care of yet, i wish i could be 17 for another 9 months or so. man adulthood is scary..ahhhhh and i neeed to make beetter choices in life. i think if i died today my life would not have been too amazing like i want it to be. My english teach is telling us to make u.r.l'S but idont know if i want to make one.....what are they for?

so here i go

womp womp wooooomp
i am super chilling in class...im looking outside at the green grass.smile golden like the sun if your under 18 your life has not begun. i dont think that is how you spell it.."it's I.T" you need to add my blog. all you bloggers follow me 'cause im a G.. GO TO MY MYSPACE & READ ABOUT ME. OOOOH IM SO COOL..im not a clown so i wont act a fool.

YO YO YO

AYE YO YO CHECK. I AM BREEZY F. BABY.
PLESE SAY THE BABY. HOLLA AT YOUR GIRL.
THIS POST IS GOING TO BE ABOUT A GHOST. FROM OX-CITY.
I AM THE COOLEST. I AM COOLER THAN P.DIDDY.
I WALK AROUND WITH AN "S" ON MY CHEST. BECAUSE I AM THE BEST IN THE WEST.
I LIKE PARTIES BUT I AM TOO COOL TO PARTY HARDY. NO WVERYBODY SAY "HEY..HOO" NOW YOU HAVE TO GO.