.Friday, May 8, 2009 ' 10:41 PM Y
"A La Nanita Nana"
friday was an overly tiring day.
literally overly tiring.
i can list out various reasons why it was tiring and horrible.
but i will not.
;D
but anyhow.
i was hoping to go swimming pretty soon.
i haven't really got anything to talk about actually.
which is sad and utterly boring.
-.-
well lets see what i did today.
baked pavlovas.
listened to music.
continued learning Mirrors on the piano.
talked online.
ate.
cleaned.
looked after brother.
looked after household.
bathe.
helping ants end their lives with insecticide.
cooked.
ankle's been getting better.
cause of the massaging and the counterpain.
and panadol.
BEEN BOREDDDD.
sigh.
not in the best mood right now.
nubu nubu.
buu buu buu buu buu.
boo boo boo boo.
BOOM.
lets have fun and create bombs!
oh reminds me.
was talking to john about me wanting to work
for the army/military to create weapons
when i was younger.
and he told me if i worked in those
top secret U.S military army labs thingys
that if one secret were to come out of me
about them i would you know be killed off and such.
but why should i fear them.
i'm the one making the damn weapons.
they should fear me.
WAHAHAHA.
*cough cough*
ahem.
excuse that.
BUT OH WELL.
i've nothing else to update on.
):
i boom the world into
candies
and chocolate
monkey cats.
good day.
over and out.
love chelsss :D
friday was an overly tiring day.
literally overly tiring.
i can list out various reasons why it was tiring and horrible.
but i will not.
;D
but anyhow.
i was hoping to go swimming pretty soon.
i haven't really got anything to talk about actually.
which is sad and utterly boring.
-.-
well lets see what i did today.
baked pavlovas.
listened to music.
continued learning Mirrors on the piano.
talked online.
ate.
cleaned.
looked after brother.
looked after household.
bathe.
helping ants end their lives with insecticide.
cooked.
ankle's been getting better.
cause of the massaging and the counterpain.
and panadol.
BEEN BOREDDDD.
sigh.
not in the best mood right now.
nubu nubu.
buu buu buu buu buu.
boo boo boo boo.
BOOM.
lets have fun and create bombs!
oh reminds me.
was talking to john about me wanting to work
for the army/military to create weapons
when i was younger.
and he told me if i worked in those
top secret U.S military army labs thingys
that if one secret were to come out of me
about them i would you know be killed off and such.
but why should i fear them.
i'm the one making the damn weapons.
they should fear me.
WAHAHAHA.
*cough cough*
ahem.
excuse that.
BUT OH WELL.
i've nothing else to update on.
):
i boom the world into
candies
and chocolate
monkey cats.
good day.
over and out.
love chelsss :D
