User blog:Oatmeal-/An Adieu to You..You..and...YOU!

1. School, school, school. I cannot STRESS, the ammount of time; that I COULD be using to study, here. It's more of like.. an attachment. I REALLY need to work on school, and blah blah blah. I know this is boring, you but.. I feel like you guys should have a good reason of why I'm leaving. As some of you know, I'm entering highschool. I'm working for like.. honors, blah, collective gpa. I basically bombed several FINALS, this year. Meh, parent's are like.. "TRY HARDER, TRY HARDER" Maybe their actually right. 2. One of the major reasons was that camps were never really a HIGHLIGHT, for me. Camps Wiki was usually a place for me to like socialize, like meet friends. Considering I spend most of my time on chatango, meeting new people blah blah blah. I'd like join the ocasional camp just to like, fit in. Like all the camps were pretty much the same, except like.. the special few. A few of the mentions, I really like were; that were honestly, like mentionable, that I could remember off the top of my head were,T.D. Metro, the good generic camp; NRC10, uhh.. meh. Whatever, but all the camps are just like.. bleh.

3. BLAM, secret shout-outs! Like I said, I'm here for like meeting new friends. Here are a FEW. Just a few, if your not mentioned, you know your here.

Kateh, A close-close-close friend, me and her.. FAILED at staying up all night [It was all her ;P Kidding! It was mostly me!]

Fanny, A bro to mee~ I still wear red better than you. Ahaha kidding, but yeah. I drink OJ better than you.

Plat, My forced son D:<. I own you :D. Kidding kidding, your my favorite Platypus I know :D

LF, Is there anything more to say? Like honestly, EVERYONE's said nice things about LF.

MrD, Although you left camps already, and I'm following in your foot steps. You still hang out in chatango. Uhh, what else is there to say.. Your cool.

Mehhehehehe, to much work.. Linking, writing, that's it. I guess I won't add you reader. Even though your a good friend. There's much more.

4. I have a SOCIAL life. [Gasp, Yes, I know.. suprising right?] Kidding kidding, I kid, I kid. But yeah, I'm taking a type of dance. Not to be known yet. Probably Jazz, o: Seems like the most fun, right? [Example] or maybe, like.. Modern Cotemperary? It seems, powerful? Meh. [Example] Any ideas? Or like, suggestions? Maybe like, you could pick one of the two? Whatever, but yeah; I'm also training to be a CIA, I mean.. CIT. Ahaha, even if I were a CIA member, why would I tell you? But yeah, here's a scene that might happen.


 * Characters


 * Oatmeal; The CIT.
 * Chuck; The Poor Little Boy.
 * Scene One


 * 1. Oatmeal says, "Okay class, it's time to do something fun. [Direct to 1A.] It's time to go carve skulls into chunks of wood. Like my famous idol, Dukin of the Donuts. [Direct to 1B.] No no no, it isn't Duncan from no Total Drama. I think that Dukin was his name, or whatever. [Direct to 2] "


 * 1A. Everyone applauds, and Oatmeal continues on with speech.


 * 1B. "I think that's DUNCAN, from Total Drama Series." said by Chuck.


 * 2. Chuck cuts his hand off, and bleeds purfously.


 * 3. "Meh, let it bleed out" Oatmeal proclaimed.


 * End Scene, and Chucks Life. R.I.P
 * I bid thee, audeu. I'll be in Chatango if you need me. Not for much longer though, I'll fade away. In time. A LONG TIME :D There's a FIRE  in my heart  Reaching a fever pitch, and its bringing me out the dark. ♥ 00:25, July 4, 2011 (UTC)
 * I bid thee, audeu. I'll be in Chatango if you need me. Not for much longer though, I'll fade away. In time. A LONG TIME :D There's a FIRE  in my heart  Reaching a fever pitch, and its bringing me out the dark. ♥ 00:25, July 4, 2011 (UTC)