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     I'm moving Pineapple Explosion to a new site! Don't worry, it'll still be all the wacky zanyness you've come to know and love but in a cooler and easier to manage site. Well, easier for me at least. The name doesn't change so you'll still be going to Pineapple Explosion. Just go here: http://pineappleexplosion.tumblr.com/ or to pineappleexplosion dot tumblr dot com. See you there hopefully!

OPCD (Obsessive Pen Disorder)

    I think I have a problem. I believe I am, or at least well on my way to being a pen hoarder. My cups on my desk are chock full of them and I usually have at least three on my nightstand. However, a miracle has occurred on this June 4th at 1:30 AM: I cannot find one pen on my nightstand! Not.one. And for once I actually kind of need it rather than want it. So I had to get up and walk the five steps back and forth to my dresser where I thankfully had two extra pens lying around (that I spotted at a glance…) 

     Do you see that?! My IPod dock, my IPod, a water bottle, random world map, assorted notebooks, my copies of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Divergent, Lotrimin (for my possible toe fungus. I think it’s just dry skin but you can never be too sure), Post-It Notes, two Physical Therapy business cards, a desk lamp, a book light, a home made IPod cover constructed solely from Duct Tape, two pairs of ear buds, a hair tie, and my radio but not a single pen!!! Try spotting all the crap in that little picture, I dare you. Oh wait, it’s impossible! Oh well. Anyway, I should go do whatever it was I was going to do with a pen before I got started ranting on here about my pen obsession. *sigh* Adios. If you’re looking for an easy disguise, refrain from washing your hair a few days. This will not only darken your hair color but give it a whole new texture to confuse your enemies! Note: Depending on how quickly your hair becomes greasy determines how quickly you can use this disguise. Plan ahead before using this one. 

Class Trip Day!

     This is going to be a fast post because I'm tired, sweaty, and feel obligated to put something new up. Got back from our eighth grade Six Flags trip a little while ago. Somehow I had a good time though the only roller coaster I rode was the whimpy one that is supposedly the roughest (I've heard conflicting stories on this one). Oh, and did I mention our class shirts we got were black? On an eighty something degree day? Yeah, thanks to our lovely two teachers that decided one. But on the plus side I got to play Angry Birds on my friend's phone while I waited for them to get off of various roller coasters, got a cool new bracelet/bracelet buddy, might be "a shade less pale" (thank you, Julia), and got Dippin' Dots of the birthday cake persuasion so all is well in Nicole land. I need to go shower and get the smell of disgusting teenager off of me so adios for today! Don't wear black shirts when you're going to be out in the sun all day...unless you're a ninja.