Name: Shrub...

Age: 15. mawhawhaw. haw. haw. if you don't laugh like that you're weird. 

Habitat: Troposhere

Comments: well. you're all silly people!! (or else you wouldn't be here.)

Friends: lots...they're cool...

Thought right now: ...man i'm hungry. if only Poo the Duck was still around.

Interests: Games, sport, PE, school, hmmm...

Dislikes: Girlfriend magazine and any other magazine that has a motif of plaguing your girls with the idea that they have to be into boys and make up and sex and boob checking. . . don't ask. 

Thursday 21st July

Whoo! i haven't updated this in almost a whole year. to put that in perspective - i'm legally allowed to have a job tomorrow. yes. i know. As if i'm going to get one. you have to stay parasitic for as long as possible. I have no salary unless you count the newspaper money every monday. but mum and dad haven't payed me yet...and i doubt they ever would. they owe my 45 bucks. Well, i'm going to update stuff. so bye. O, and i have a blog at www.shrubovonne.blogspot.com. just so you know.

Monday 10th december

Here i go not updating again...i barely touched it. I added a sentence to the "Shrub Lingo" page.

Happenings:

• went through this phase sometime last month where i didn't like being called Shrub. Anyhoo, i got over it when my "friends" found it difficult not to.
• i found out who my Kris Kringle was - Mel. but i was too stupid to guess, no offense but the clues where kinda crap, or maybe it's just me (probably is). If Mel is reading this i can picture her doing that hand thingy she does where she pretends that she's wringing someone's neck *namely mine*. On top of that she'd be thinking either 'i hate u shrub' or ' ur so stupid'. tell me if i'm right...
• i feel like punching something...maybe the wall...and i can sense that someone wants to punch me now too...