Calamine Lotion and The Jonas Brothers.

After having my brilliant computer log me out of my blogger account, it has taken me days (really weeks) to remember my password.

Of course when I had given up and decided to end my struggle with remembering my password, I tried just throwing in a capital letter into the password that I last remember using.

And it worked.

 Figures.

So I am now sitting here. Trying to figure out something that could stand for a substantial blog post.

Let's go over the current events from today:

I stayed in bed until 12.

Now I have my reasons, I'm not a complete bum.

I was having one of the coolest dreams ever.

In my dream, I was on the run from the world because apparently batman was "the bad guy".

But he was also my father.

wut.

YEAH THAT. 

Then after waking up, and watching about five episodes of iCarly, (yes, I'm such a child)

I cleaned my room. Woo exciting right? What would have taken me about half an hour, took me two hours because I was jammin' hard to The Jonas brothers(still a child).

When I mean jammin', I mean that I was running around in my pj's singing "Hold On" and "Year 3000" at the top of my lungs. 

If they ever got back together, I could see myself joining their band, and them changing the band name to "The Jonas Family". 

Or I could just marry into the family. Which ever comes first.

Also, My armpits itch. 

 Why?

Because certain people are allergic to certain deodorants. And those certain deodorants happen to be most of them. 

Degree, secret, dove, speed stick. 

The only brand that hasn't failed me (yet) is Old Spice. 

My armpits itched so badly that I spread about an inch of calamine lotion onto the underpart of my arms. 

I know, I sound like an idiot.

Just when you see a girl vigorously scratching her armpits like a deranged ape, know that she's probably allergic to her deodorant. 

 *mental face palm* I'm just so irresistible to the opposite gender.

SIDE NOTE: I call dibs on Nick Jonas.