Dear Diary,
Why is it that I am so much greater than Monica?
It was a triumphant day today as it started off by hearing the shrill yell of "SHE TOOK ALL MY BOOKS! WHERE DID MY STUFF GO!?!?!?!?!?!?!" bright and early in the morning.
While this was a triumphant day, people seem to be under the impression that
1) I take this too seriously.
2) This is my last prank on Monica, and I am thus retiring afterward.
HAHA! I laugh in the faces of the fools who would concoct such a theory!
1) I do my part to never take anything seriously.
2) I will prank Monica until the day that I die, if she chooses not to surrender.
For I will NEVER surrender! HUZZAH!
And for those of you who have your time to read my words, take note in the fact that this is not a one sided war.
While I may always come out on top, Monica will and has tried to retaliate.
Such feats are very difficult, but I applaud her efforts.
It is not Monica's fault that I am far more superior than her in the art of pranking.
I bid you all a good day! The weather is more than fair! Go forth and enjoy!
Huzzah!
Jenni
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Entry #1
Dear Diary,
It seems like it has been decades since I have bestowed upon you my infinite wisdom that leads me to conquer the evil that is Monica. War had subsided for some time, diary, however Monica was foolish enough to redeclare this war of pranks. How utterly idiotic! Why, diary, you know better than anyone that it is in my nature to perform shenanigans! I am a shenaniganizer!
It was almost too easy. I almost pity her. I truly would if I wasn't so hell bent on her downfall.
I coaxed the tall fellow into observing her combination. It wasn't very hard for him. All he had to do was stand over her shoulder and pretend to talk.
Monica knew there was foolery afoot! If only I could learn to control my shifty eyes in the time of battle, my methods of pranking would be indestructible. But what foul play would she have suspected? I would never be so stupid as to assume Monica would not know me well enough as to know that I am always up to something. The wench is far too keen on my abilities of hooliganry! DAMMIT DIARY I MAY HAVE BECOME PREDICTABLE!
Whether, that may be the case or not, after I was in possession of her combination that led me to the depths of her high school lair, I was happy than a child at a candy shop. It was like the first time I stepped into Pottery Barn Kids and saw that incredible sail boat bed....I just didn't know what to do with myself.
After emptying the contents from her locker that would help her succeed in passing high school, I quickly stuffed everything into my locker. As I learned though, I was far too giddy because I made the mistake of possibly gloating too much.
After realizing that my nemesis had taken ill, I decided to retreat a few steps back and not push further into my plan of action.
My foe is lucky this time around. Perhaps next time I will not be so merciful.
I just don't like to kick an opponent while they are down.
Nevertheless, I succeeded in crossing over enemy lines and I am therefore in the lead of PWII.
As for now, I will record all my thoughts on Prank War II while I wait patiently for her retailiation on this here blog.
And let me note, that this is an actual blog, as opposed to last time, when I called the blog a blog while it was in fact a notebook.
HAH! I laugh heartily at my juvenile ways.
Sincerely,
Jenni
It seems like it has been decades since I have bestowed upon you my infinite wisdom that leads me to conquer the evil that is Monica. War had subsided for some time, diary, however Monica was foolish enough to redeclare this war of pranks. How utterly idiotic! Why, diary, you know better than anyone that it is in my nature to perform shenanigans! I am a shenaniganizer!
It was almost too easy. I almost pity her. I truly would if I wasn't so hell bent on her downfall.
I coaxed the tall fellow into observing her combination. It wasn't very hard for him. All he had to do was stand over her shoulder and pretend to talk.
Monica knew there was foolery afoot! If only I could learn to control my shifty eyes in the time of battle, my methods of pranking would be indestructible. But what foul play would she have suspected? I would never be so stupid as to assume Monica would not know me well enough as to know that I am always up to something. The wench is far too keen on my abilities of hooliganry! DAMMIT DIARY I MAY HAVE BECOME PREDICTABLE!
Whether, that may be the case or not, after I was in possession of her combination that led me to the depths of her high school lair, I was happy than a child at a candy shop. It was like the first time I stepped into Pottery Barn Kids and saw that incredible sail boat bed....I just didn't know what to do with myself.
After emptying the contents from her locker that would help her succeed in passing high school, I quickly stuffed everything into my locker. As I learned though, I was far too giddy because I made the mistake of possibly gloating too much.
After realizing that my nemesis had taken ill, I decided to retreat a few steps back and not push further into my plan of action.
My foe is lucky this time around. Perhaps next time I will not be so merciful.
I just don't like to kick an opponent while they are down.
Nevertheless, I succeeded in crossing over enemy lines and I am therefore in the lead of PWII.
As for now, I will record all my thoughts on Prank War II while I wait patiently for her retailiation on this here blog.
And let me note, that this is an actual blog, as opposed to last time, when I called the blog a blog while it was in fact a notebook.
HAH! I laugh heartily at my juvenile ways.
Sincerely,
Jenni
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