tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55804763371610220852024-03-13T12:30:19.451-07:00Charlie's Random Blurbs.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-61045136647838858122010-10-28T03:35:00.003-07:002010-10-28T03:35:29.038-07:00l definitely start blogging more. <br>If I create a blog that's just from my phone will you hit follow that two? Or should I just keep it here?Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-16436084203126979202010-10-28T03:35:00.001-07:002010-10-28T03:35:25.058-07:00Hey people! <br>So I just found out I can blog via text message. <br>I'm not completely sure on how to do this so I'm hoping this works lmao. <br>If it does I wilCharlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-24687523734866546352010-10-03T08:21:00.000-07:002010-10-03T08:34:30.466-07:00Atheism.I live in a christian home and I go to church every Sunday, but i've came to realize I don't believe in any of it. <div><br /></div><div>Now to anyone reading this I don't want to offend you if you are a believer.</div><div>I just don't believe that there is some higher being that put us on this Earth, and even if there is, why should we live our lives devoted to him? Praising him, confessing in him, what's the point?</div><div><br /></div><div>I do pray, I pray when I'm in trouble and I need an escape but what is praying going to do?</div><div>Maybe help you feel better or confident, but what if it doesn't work out?</div><div>Are you going to blame god?</div><div><br /></div><div>The bible is a whole different thing. </div><div>I don't believe in what the bible is saying at all. </div><div>People say it's God's word, it's his will and testimony.</div><div>If it's his word then why did like 40 different people write it? </div><div>How do they know what God wants?</div><div><br /></div><div>Clearly I'm not very organized with my thoughts. </div><div>What do you think? Feedback is great.</div><div><br /></div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-14564066274649709312010-08-30T06:47:00.000-07:002010-08-30T07:12:55.995-07:00Am I the only onee<strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">who is fucking excited for school!?</span></strong><br /><br />I'm so done with summer and I just want it to startt.<br />I love going to school<br />-it makes me feel produtive<br />-I can see my friends again<br />-Meet my new teachers<br />-Agendaa bookss.<br /><br />I love it:D<br /><br />The best part of going back to school is the school suppliess.<br />i went down stairs yesterday and saw a Staples magazine and was filled with excitement.<br />50 cent notebooks! It feels sooo righttt.<br />I lovee writing on the first page of unwritten notebook paperr.<br /><br />Then you get to buy new school clothes (my school doesn't have uniform THANKGOD)<br />I'm gonna try and go to Old Navy this week because they make me happy:D<br /><br />PLus this year I have Junior Prom which means<br />PROM DRESSES!<br /><br />Clearly I get excited easily.<br />But I feel like that can be a good thing right?Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-83717649997304139522010-08-27T14:57:00.000-07:002010-08-27T14:58:26.670-07:00OHMYGOSHH!MY BLOG SHOWS UP IF YOU TYPE MY NAME IN GOOGLE!<br />I'm soo excitedd.<br />Yesyesyess. But then again who randomly types Charlie Oles in the google search bar. Butt It's still exciting(:Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-74101323763915142372010-08-19T20:49:00.000-07:002010-08-19T20:50:28.473-07:00I'm a slacker.I havn't posted anything on here for weeks.<br />I wish I had more dedicationn.<br />Bear with me lovess. Maybe something will spark up soon.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-5150286633441934732010-08-09T11:35:00.000-07:002010-08-09T12:05:13.453-07:00MY DAD GAVE ME A CAMERA!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TGBQYPd15tI/AAAAAAAAACI/Q6cgoVLY1ps/s1600/00U8lD-162161684.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503487122045527762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TGBQYPd15tI/AAAAAAAAACI/Q6cgoVLY1ps/s400/00U8lD-162161684.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday I found out we have a 30 year old camera in my attic that has a lens with it.</div><br /><div>I've wanted to get a professional camera for sooo long so I basically peed myself when he said I could have it. </div><br /><div>Two problems though:</div><br /><div>-Can't find little 6 volt batteries anywhere!</div><br /><div>-The shutter doesn't workk. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>They could both be resolved thoughh. </div><br /><div>I'm soo excited. </div><br /><div>If it starts working you should expect to see some pics up here. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm also trying to buy a digital SLR by December. </div><br /><div>If anyone has one what kind is it, and what do you think of it?</div><br /><div></div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-89444866004396077312010-08-03T13:31:00.000-07:002010-08-03T13:38:42.852-07:00What's this? Day 5.<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">A picture of somewhere you've been.</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TFh9CWYnTII/AAAAAAAAACA/nkeGxbo2Zq4/s1600/boston_childrens_museum_1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501284424155090050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TFh9CWYnTII/AAAAAAAAACA/nkeGxbo2Zq4/s400/boston_childrens_museum_1.jpg" /></a> The Children's Museum in Boston is EASILY the best place I've ever been!<br />Even now that I'm sixteen I want to go back! I went there when I was realllll young so it might not be as spectacular as I remember but I will go back before I die. I'll be sure to bring my kids theree.<br /><div></div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-69561902587699711842010-07-31T20:27:00.000-07:002010-07-31T20:32:40.550-07:00Day Fourr.<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">A habit you wish you didn't have.</span></strong><br /><br />Hmm well there's a lot of habits I wish I didn't have.<br />Here's some I can think off of the top of my headd.<br /><br />-Eatingg.<br />-Biting my nails.<br />-Staying up too late.<br />-Cracking my knuckles.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-7836512570486275052010-07-29T00:47:00.001-07:002010-07-29T00:50:47.685-07:00You really don't know where that's been.So I was just going to the bathroom...<br />and I dropped five ones into the toilet.<br />I'm in desperate need of money so of course i fished it out.<br />I wasn't about to literally flush five dollars down the toilet.<br />(That made me laugh)<br />Anyway, so I just thought I let you know next time you readers out there decide to put a dollar in your mouth for some reason, or you see someone with a dollar in their mouth just think,<br />"Charlie could have peed on that dollar"<br /><br />Oh, I washed them by the way. I didn't just decide to leave the pee on them.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-76812292584799794862010-07-26T12:30:00.000-07:002010-07-26T12:33:14.948-07:00Day two :DIt origionally was "The reason behind your tumblr name"<br />But we're not on Tumblr are we?<br />So I'm just opening this up to any of my three <em>magical</em> followers.<br />Wanna ask me a question?<br />I'd be happy to answer it.Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-35902250720861376302010-07-25T22:35:00.000-07:002010-07-25T23:06:37.526-07:00Day Fucking One.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TE0f6ueBM4I/AAAAAAAAABY/VgZ7p0bF1Yw/s1600/25869_114269521922221_100000175218004_285888_3472458_s.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498085813856056194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TE0f6ueBM4I/AAAAAAAAABY/VgZ7p0bF1Yw/s400/25869_114269521922221_100000175218004_285888_3472458_s.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">A recent picture of you and fifthteen interesting facts about you.</span></strong> <div>1.I have a chinchilla named Techno. </div><div>2. I'm in lovee~</div><div>3. I'm a vegetarian. </div><div>4. I'm learning how to play guitar.</div><div>5. I work at a dry cleaners...and hate it.</div><div>6. I've been to sevel concerts in my life.</div><div>7. I'm beginning to hate my best friend.</div><div>8. I'm afraid of feet.</div><div>9. Flamingos are my favorite animals.</div><div>10. I spend any money I get.</div><div>11. I have a low self esteem. </div><div>12. I'm 5'7" and 180 lbs. Explaines #11...</div><div>13. I play flute in my high school's marching band.</div><div>14. I'm terrified of failure.</div><div>15. I'm a selfish and jealous. </div><div> </div><div>Comments?</div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-75107497844499891662010-07-25T09:15:00.000-07:002010-07-25T09:43:50.567-07:00So last nightt....I can't even sort out all that happened but here goess.<br />But you won't think it's as funny as I do.<br />So me, Jenna, and Alice stayed over Ariel's house last night because her dad and sister were away and her mom wanted people in the house....or else she would have slept with a hammer.<br />Anyway, so we get there and watch Digrassi for a while. And make a shit load of food including rice, mac and cheese, brownies, and dip.<br />And Ariel was the one who made the rice and Mac&cheese and it was hardly cooked.<br />So eventually we're like "Hey guys, we need to do something crazy"<br />So Jenna says "Well this rice is really fucking nasty....why don't we fling it on someone's house"<br />Yeah, that does seem like an idiot of an idea but we did it anyway.<br />So we bring all the nasty food in the kitchen and mix the rice, mac&cheese, dip, and anything else nasty in her fridge into a bowl, wrap our faces in scarves, put on cowboy hats, and each grab a spatula.<br />We head out and Ariel suggests we fling it at her ex-boyfriends apartment window.<br />To get there we had to walk down a major street at 2 am ducking cop cars wearing scarves and cowboy hats and holding spatulas.<br /><div align="justify">We get to the apartment building and all of us but Ariel pussy out so we watch her run through and almost empty parking lot and poor the nastyness all over the steps to his apartment and she waddles back to us and we run cracking up back to her house. </div><div align="justify">Then we decide we want to do some prank phone calls so we whip out a phone book and start calling random numbers. </div><div align="justify">Here's onee. </div><div align="justify">Naomi:Hello?</div><div align="justify">Me: Hellllo theree, is Naomi there?</div><div align="justify">Naomi:Sorry sweety, you have the wrong number.</div><div align="justify">Me:Are ou suree Naomi. </div><div align="justify">Naomi:Yess...</div><div align="justify">Me:positive?</div><div align="justify">Naomie:Yes *hangs up*</div><div align="justify">Ariel: *redials*</div><div align="justify">Naomi:Hello?</div><div align="justify">Ariel:Hey Naomi! You wouldn't believe what just happened!</div><div align="justify">Naomi:You have the-</div><div align="justify">Ariel:I just called some number and a bitchy man answered and I swore it was you for the longest time. </div><div align="justify">Naomi: YOU HAVE THE FUCKING WRONG NUMBER STOP CALLING MY FUCKING HOUSE!! </div><div align="justify">So after that we called peple and left them Naomi's number telling them to call us back. Yeahh, he's gonna get some weird ass phone call...one will most be like "Hey Naomi, I'm calling for sexy talk *Purrs*"</div><div align="justify">Another guy was named Leonard, who sounded like 50. He was a creeep. Jenna called and sung to him and he like moans into the phone and is like mmm so nice, and she passes the phone to Ariel who asks him if he has to give up one of his ball which one would it be, and hes like I don't know... and she's like, Leonard....you must send me one of your balls. Then she's like, call me back for some nasty talk. My name is Naomi call me at *Naomi's number* And hung up. </div><div align="justify">Pretty muchh... </div><div align="justify">Then Alice started to fall asleep so I put whipped cream on her leg and she got really pissed and came at me. </div><div align="justify">Whatever. </div><div align="justify">That basically all that happened. </div><div align="justify">But you don't care. </div><div align="justify">-Charlie:D</div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580476337161022085.post-8833027644595940562010-07-24T17:13:00.000-07:002010-07-25T10:08:25.497-07:00You could probably call it a slight obsession...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TEuCjmmJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wHChI1VX4Go/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497631318303430210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrBMM-9UYmM/TEuCjmmJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wHChI1VX4Go/s400/images.jpg" /></a><br /><div>A few month's ago my friend Tony introduced me to these animals they call "Micro pigs" </div><div>They are pigs that stay small and they are the most adorable things ever! </div><div>And now they are selling them at the pet stores near me. </div><div>Yeah...they're 400 dollars but TOTALLY WORTH IT!</div><div>So I've been begging my parents to get one. I'll pay for it myself and everything. Me and my mom went to the pet store and saw two and they were the most adorable little guys I've ever seen and they made cute little snorts but they were to young to sell, plus I didn't have enough money. My mom is on my side but my dad says I have to wait until my chinchilla Techno dies. Now that's just rediculous. </div><div>On the way home from the pet store my mom says "Ohmygosh, if you get a piggy it'll be just like Charlotte's web, you just need to name him Wilbur!" </div><div>Yeah....no. </div><div>How bout I don't compare myself to a spider in a child's movie...thanks. </div><div>I want to name him Oliver. </div><div>*cough* not after Oli Sykes or anything *cough* </div><div>I really do like that name Oliver though...</div><div></div><div>Question- If I name my pet pig Oliver, does that mean I can't name my first born son Oliver?</div><div>Hrmm. I guess that'd be wrong....maybe I should reconsider the pig's name. </div><div></div><div>-Charlie(:</div><div></div>Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04016867201571582016noreply@blogger.com0