tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63208014326592317502011-07-30T15:41:03.520-07:00moonoreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-33442699549043919492009-10-03T20:16:00.000-07:002009-10-03T20:17:43.601-07:00School started.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-3344269954904391949?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-29595498940279498822009-07-31T21:49:00.001-07:002009-07-31T21:49:58.275-07:00Inserts Random Story About My Life<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2959549894027949882?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-73952846095946845942009-07-27T22:19:00.000-07:002009-07-27T22:20:22.057-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-7395284609594684594?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-25872856220064423452009-07-11T16:27:00.000-07:002009-07-11T16:33:00.128-07:00Fweegy! This is a random word that I just made up. It means (Fwee-Gee) 1. n. Popsicle Sticks<br />2. v. Hobo stab.<br /><br /><br /><br />Joseph, out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2587285622006442345?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-86629021594875883152009-04-22T05:12:00.000-07:002009-04-22T05:14:48.740-07:00<strong>A GOO GOO, A GOO GOO, A GOO GOO GAGA!</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-8662902159487588315?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-28609690511758399102009-04-17T14:07:00.000-07:002009-04-17T14:09:56.080-07:00You know what's painful? Itchy toes!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2860969051175839910?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-21823941476914343192009-04-09T11:24:00.000-07:002009-04-09T11:46:33.694-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">Have you ever fainted? Well, I HAVE! I fainted today during school and got sent home. I was playing basketball and I got a headache, and I felt sick, and then I went to a pole, sat down, spat a little, almost threw up, and then I passed out. I was down for a 5 minutes before anyone noticed me. Two boys, Gabe and Kane, helped me up, and we went to the nurse's office, cooled down. They went back to play while I sucked on some ice. The nurse took my blood pressure. It was 80 over 40 both times she took it. She also took my blood sugar. It was normal with it at 128. My mom took me home. I'm at my house right now blogging.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2182394147691434319?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-29460962964328943852009-04-05T19:20:00.000-07:002009-04-05T19:38:29.384-07:00Just recently, my family moved out of our old house and moved into a new one. It's a duplex house, so we can't jump around =( . It's 610 Cypress Street, in Newburgh. This place is ok, it just isn't as good as the other place. Not as big, which means <strong>A LOT </strong>less room, so we had to get rid of alot of stuff. A new house, a new neighborhood, new neighbors, new room. Well, we have so little room, that I don't even have a room. We have an awesome backyard. We have a deck. We have an attic. I think that's an attic at least.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Peace,<br />JOSEPH<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2946096296432894385?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-82380706935305719222009-03-29T11:49:00.000-07:002009-03-29T12:30:33.808-07:00These are my top 10 things that scare me: (1 is the one that scares me least) (Bold is my explaination.)<br /><br />1. The dark. <strong>I don't know why.</strong><br />2. Hobos.<strong> They're creepy.</strong><br />3. Elves. <strong>IDK.</strong><br />4. Random people that I don't know who smile at me. <strong>It looks like they're going to take me.</strong><br />5. The Burger King Guy.<strong> IDK.</strong><br />6. Yertle the Turtle by Dr. Seuss. <strong>Yertle looks like a creep. Good book, though.</strong><br />7. Ronald McDonald the clown. <strong>Clowns don't look right for McDonald's.</strong><br />8. Ovals. <strong>They aren't circular enough for my liking.</strong><br />9. Nevel from ICarly. <strong>RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.</strong><br /><strong>And finally what you've been waiting for: MY BIGGEST THING THAT SCARES ME!</strong><br />10. EGGS! <strong>I HATE EGGS.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br />Peace out,<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Joseph</span><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-8238070693530571922?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-15858526597233965182009-03-28T21:00:00.000-07:002009-03-28T21:11:45.000-07:00busy....Busy....BUsy....BUSy....BUSY!!!! For the next week the Shoup residents will be VERY, VERY, VERY busy! We will be cleaning out my room, and packing for the move. We are moving to 610 Cypress St. in Newburgh, Indiana. I like my new duplex small house. Since there is NO bus that goes through there, I GET TO WALK TO SCHOOL!!!!!! YAY!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Peace out,<br />Joseph<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-1585852659723396518?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-50481989637660956962009-03-26T17:47:00.000-07:002009-03-27T13:10:35.505-07:00I don't like cleaning......AT ALL! I don't know anyone who does, though. Today, we went through my mom's and dad's closet. We had stuff that went through that was supposed to be for mine, my sister's and my other sister's house when we grow up.......it's in the dining room right now.....my stuff is called the floral patttern. Anyway, my point is cleaning SUCKS!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Peace, Joseph's out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-5048198963766095696?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-59042856716911913162009-03-25T15:31:00.000-07:002009-03-25T15:42:40.169-07:00So, life is super crazy, am I not right? My life is super crazy, I have a girlfriend and I am 10 years old, my sister is in South Carolina, my other sister has had a boyfriend for a year. Yeah that's where I am in time today, in Crazyville, Crazyhouse.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-5904285671691191316?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-16826301596109296222009-03-25T14:21:00.000-07:002009-03-27T13:09:46.446-07:00Recently, a friend of mine, Gary, was arrested. Gary went to my church, and I thought he was awesome. When I heard he was arrested, after school, I cried so much and was so hungry that I threw up. NOT fun at all......... My friends, especially, Chase, took it really hard too. So, yeah not a fun time for me. Please pray for him!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-1682630159610929622?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320801432659231750.post-22939150118306004732007-04-22T19:18:00.000-07:002007-04-22T19:37:53.573-07:00Do you want to play the weird game.<br /><br />Yes<br /><br />How many game consoles do you have?<br /><br />Do game boys count? if so 4 if not 2.<br /><br />Who are you?<br /><br />Joseph Shoup<br /><br />What's the first question I asked you?<br /><br />Do you want to play the weird game?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320801432659231750-2293915011830600473?l=poptartmaniac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moonoreply@blogger.com0