'100 Mostly Useless Questions About Myself' Challenge!

I went internet surfing and I found this online!

It's '100 Mostly Useless Questions About Myself' that I will try and answer. I've turned this into a challenge, so I'll try and answer all of them by...let's say Wednesday. So 25 questions answered in each post, if I start today. 

Let's go!

1. Are you an innie or an outie? I'm pretty sure I'm an innie.
2. Have you ever written a song? Yes, actually. And I made up about half of it in the shower. And it sucked.
3. Can you make change for a dollar right now? Nope. I'm broke.
4. Have you ever been in the opposite sex's public toilet? Er...no. Why would I go in there? 
5. Have you ever written a poem? Yep. They're mostly my own version of fairy tales/nursery rhymes. In which the hero usually ends up dying.
6. Do you like catsup/ketchup/tomato sauce on or beside your fries? Beside. 
7. Have you ever been a boy/girl scout? I am currently a scout, yeah.
8. Have you ever written a book? Tried to. It was some soppy love story thingy crossed with some fantasy concept that I was obsessed with.
9. Have you ever broken a mirror? Yeah. Once a mirror cracked cause I looked at it. My face is that ugly.
10. Are you superstitious? Ehh...don't really give.
11. What is your biggest pet peeve? When you're working, and the teacher starts looking over your shoulder. 
12. Do you slurp your drink after it's gone? Yup. Slurping's my fave. I love slurping. 
13. Have you ever blown bubbles in your milk? HELL YEAH.
14. Would you rather eat a Big Mac or a Whopper? If I could have both, I'd totally go both.
15. Have you ever gone skinny-dipping? WHAT?! NO! Ewwww...
16. Would you ever parachute out of a plane? Who wouldn't wanna do that?!
17. What's the most daring thing you've done? Oh, wow. This is hard. Once I climbed onto the roof, and just hung from the basketball ring for five minutes straight.
18. When you are at the grocery store, do you ask for paper or plastic? Um...I don't think they give me a choice for this one...
19. True or False: You would rather eat steak than pizza. FALSE! Who the heck would choose steak over pizza?!
20. Did you have a baby blanket? Pffft, no.
21. Have you ever tried to cut your own hair? Yeeep. I put it up in a side ponytail and chopped half of it off.
22. How did that turn out? It actually looked fine, until I tried to put my hair up in pigtails.
23. Have you ever sleepwalked? Yeah, and the next morning I woke up in the washing machine. Don't ask.
24. Have you ever had a birthday party at McDonalds? Nah.
25. Can you flip your eye-lids up? I don't think so...//tries to and fails//...yeah, nah.

So there we go! 25 questions answered. Hopefully, I'll get through this challenge.

~ayumii

I'm Officially a Trumpeter

I'm currently on the bus, just so you know. By the time I post this I'll be at home (well, obviously. I mean, I'm on a bus. Free wifi doesn't just come up and slap you in the face while you're on a bus.)

Beside me is my super bulky trumpet and my even more super, bulkier bag. Which is taking up a whole seat on the bus and I feel kind of guilty because there are people who don't have a seat. But hey, a trumpet case on your knee is not comfortable. Neither is a huge bag filled with study material.

Speaking about my trumpet...I am officially a 'trumpeter'. I don't even know if that's a real word. I just made that up. Whoop whoop!

But right now my trumpet sounds like a dying walrus on its period, and my excuse is normally "It's stuck." Kudos to my mum, who puts up with this sound, while also managing to love me at the same time. Which is not easy, I assure you.

If you can play a trumpet perfectly well, without it sounding like roadkill, well then CONGRATULATIONS! You win a cookie, and a unicorn. To be specific, a pink fluffy unicorn that dances on rainbows. So yay.

Now I shall play a few rounds of PFUDOR. Goodbye.

~ayumii

How to Follow My Blog

Somebody has asked me (she shall be referred to as Satan's Devil Child that I have to put up with everyday) "How the hell do you follow this blog? I mean, it has no follow buttons or anything." to which I replied "Not everything is as simple as a button, child." (pffft I sound like such a pedophile) Lol, jks. I just went "Uhm...I'll google it." So I did. And for future reference, here's how you follow my blog.

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  1) Go to Blogger. Make sure you are signed in to your Google account. Or I think it will ask you to sign if you aren't, so you can sign in there.
 2) You will see a section called 'Reading List'. Do what it says, click the add button on the left.
 3) Put my blog URL in. If you don't know what an URL is, (I'm going to assume you're from the caveman days and you've got a stone computer and everything) it basically means my website address. Just copy and paste this into the box:

http://thisblogdoesnotevenexist.blogspot.com.au/

 4) Choose whether you want people to know you're following my blog (and let me see as well), or follow me anonymously. This step is not really that important.
 5) Well done! You have completed Following Blogs 101.

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Now you know how to do it, follow my blog. I like having followers. It gives me a feeling of power and satisfaction. Joking, I'm joking (but you would too if you had a blog as fabulous as mine).

~ayumii

TaxiLP: SUBSCRIBE!

Hey guys! Ayumii here with another YouTube shoutout. This time for one of my other friends, TaxiLP. He's got a pretty wicked channel so go comment, like and subscribe here! Seriously, go do it. Trust me, I'm the Doctor. //straightens bowtie trolololololol//

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Y'all need to check out the poll on the right, at the top of the page. And follow my blog. Like, seriously, it'll be one of the best (worst) decisions in your life. You can make suggestions or what you would like me to post in the comments below. And I'll try and do it.

Sorry for the short post. Something Minecrafty might be coming up soon...and...it's, well...bleugh. You'll see.

~ayumii

Locked Outside

I'm so angry at myself right now ugh. I forgot my keys so I'm locked outside now. Until 5:30!!

Uuuuuuuuugh.

Stupid, stupid, stupid, me.

Of course I'm not going to just sit here for an hour. Pfft, what were you thinking? So, I climbed into the backyard. I'm not going to go into anymore detail, but there is a tree with thorns on it that you have to climb past to get to the backyard. And that was probably a bad move, because now it looks like my legs have committed suicide. Actually, that's an understatement. It looks like my legs have had severe depression for seven years and then committed suicide in the worst way possible.

Sorry my posts are taking so long. Homework and all that. So yep.

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Pick-up line of the day (yes, I had to do this): There are 21 letters in the alphabet, right? Oh, nevermind, I forgot u r a q t.

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Okay, see y'all.

~ayumii