A Bit of Fluffy Clouds

Caffeine Free
Mood: FRIDAY! Mmm...Peanut M&Ms with Sprite my favorite after school snack. The day was just fine and dandy. I finally got that damn symposium project done. Yay! *dances a happy victory dance* Oooer, that reminds me. I made up a happy victory dance, but it can only be done in a gym. It goes... Run fast and then leap all ballet like. Not much of a dance, but it's a Renie like dance. In gym we had to *shudder* roller skate, which I cannot. The whole time I was either hanging onto the wall, Alina or Reza. Most of time it was the wall and Reza, because I didn't want Alina to fall down. I knew Reza could hold me up though. And at the end I got to gracefully be pulled my Alina and Reza to take the hell beasts off. (By gracefully, I mean of course all most falling backward then forward, and taking them both with me.) Lately I have not been able to sneeze in Algerba. O.o I need to, but it doesn't come out. So I make and action like I am. So I must look like a total loone. After school my friend Andy was asking for a stapler thing for his Dance Dance pad. He was asking random people and they really got angry at him. Saying things like "What? Do you think I carry a stapler around in my purse/pocket." Or "No, do I look like it? I don't even have a backpack." Poor Boy... Later he went raving about how a ramp was made of aluminumn because it wasn't getting hot, then he grabbed my hand and said, "And this is flesh..." I let him just hold my hand, because it's...Andy, you got to get used to him doing things like that. But then Alina wanted me to put something in her backpack and I had to use both hands. Song of the moment: DJ song...that one that Alina sings all time...by..that guy. Umm, that British guy that was in Labyrith. He worn tight pants. All you can look at is his tight pants. Well that's all I could look at. ~Winking Bunni

Nunga-nungas
Mood: I want some mood thingys...you know those little faces? I'll find some. ^^ Fun! Spending too much time on this. I should be reading, or you know doing something productive. O.o Grr, my mother was late for supper. Making me angry. I made that supper!!! An hour ago, it's not my fault she's late and it was all cold like. But, she bought me Sprite and this nifty Simplique hair remover. It works quite well. I hate eyebrows, they are just a lot of work to keep up. Although I only do them when something important, like a presentation is coming up. Fucking hate waxing my eyebrows at the salon...it hurts...a lot *pouts* But they look nice ^-^ "You can tell a person personality by their hand shake." I think that is really wrong. I mean, what if you have no muscles at all (well some, otherwise they would be all bonie and yucky) and then the person you are going to shake hands with is all buff and manly (unless they are a woman, even though some women are manly looking...like Cher)? Ah, but it was a good day...saw all cute Asian boys. (Cute Asian Boy With Girlfriend, Cute Asian Boy with Nosering, Cute Asian Boy With Shoebox aka Korean Boy, and Cute Asian Choir Boy. Sadly no Jesse, another cute Asian who works at LensCrafters in the mall) Hee!

First one!
Mood: Happy! Very... Whee! Look at that first entry. Okie! It only took me about four hours to get it semi-pretty looking. >.> Day pretty much went like this: Get up complain about sore throat, almost miss the bus because of my mommy trying to get me to take medicine, then complained about sickness to Caitlin and Alina, went to library (and accidently left floppy disk with all of my speech and power point on it, sleep through 2nd hour, go to choir lesson (Mrs. Martin-Hiner poked my tummy a lot to get more sound out of me O.o), ate food (good), eat lost of cough drops in math, almost pick up worm after school to scare Caitlin and Alina (^^; but I stopped because they ran away), and Here! Yay! *stroke computer* I lovie love you~ Reading book... "Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas:Further, further confessions of Georgia Nicolson" Gotta love those British writers. ^-^ Tres, tres funny. Example: "Phoned Jas. 'Jas, I've done car snogging. Have you done that?' 'No...I've done bike snogging.' 'That's not the same.' 'Oh. Why not?' 'It's just not the same.' 'It is.' 'No, it isn't.' 'Well, there are still four wheels involved.' Good grief." Dudumdum Ash. dadadadadada *Goes off singing song crazily and dances away*