OHMAN.
Is there some kind of time thing where you have to log on at a certain time to access blogger's awesome format bar.
Must log on at night and click: "edit post"!
Cool.

I didn't get to go band chalet yesterday. D:
Stupid.
My dad came back from Vietnam = stay at home and spend time with him.
This sucks. Will I never get to go on a band outing ever.
Will I get any freedom at all?
Or do I have to wait until I'm "old enough". Five years. Ten years. Fifteen years. How long?

Take a look at this lameass thingy I got by email from my mom. xD
It's kinda funny.
Note: read out loud so you understand what it says.[because that's the only way.]

The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service at a hotel in Asia , which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:
Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."
Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service. "
RS: " Rye ..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??"
G:"Uh..yes..I' d like some bacon and eggs."
RS: "Ow July den?"
G:"What??"
RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"
G:"Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."
RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"
G:"Crisp will be fine."
RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"
G:"What?"
RS: "An toes. July Sahn toes?"
G:"I don't think so."
RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"
G:"I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."
RS: "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"
G:"English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."
RS: "We bodder?"
G:"No...just put the bodder on the side."
RS: "Wad?"
G:"I mean butter...just put it on the side."
RS: "Copy?"
G:"Excuse me?"
RS: "Copy...tea. ..meel?"
G:"Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."
RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and copy....rye? ?"
G:"Whatever you say."
RS: "Tenjewberrymuds. "
G:"You're very welcome."

Lol bet you didnt get it the first time round. I didn't :/
It's lame and hilarious lol.
People actually talk like that.
My family went crazy over the email and started spam-posting it on FB.

FB games super addictive lol.
I spent like an hour on Guitar Geek ytd trying to beat my previous score.
I think I did. -.-
Then there's all those farm games my family keeps spamming me gifts with. Lol those are interesting to watch.
Then there's stupid PS. xD
And Restaurant City. Which is totally frustrating cos nobody wants to trade wimme/has anything I want.
I play MouseHunt occasionally lol. Same goes with Ghost Trappers and Mafia Wars.
All the games I play obviously suck. Except, ironically, those farm games cos my relatives keep spamming gifts on me.
And they're all super pro. So learn from them lor.
Mygosh. =.= [i never knew tom felton could sing. =.= or that he was imba at guitar.]
DID YOU KNOW TOM FELTON COULD SING?! I have newfound admiration for him now. And a lot of people think he's shuai so this is a plus. [refer to Facebook "My type of guy" quiz. xD kidding.]
that was really informative.

Yeah.
Um.
I'm going to go cry over spilt milk.
Because I spilt milk on the floor. And it seems pretty fitting. =.=
Shit, I really do have NO life.
xD
MUSIC HERE I COMEEEEE.

I'll keep you my dirty little secret.

OHMAN.
Is there some kind of time thing where you have to log on at a certain time to access blogger's awesome format bar.
Must log on at night and click: "edit post"!
Cool.

I didn't get to go band chalet yesterday. D:
Stupid.
My dad came back from Vietnam = stay at home and spend time with him.
This sucks. Will I never get to go on a band outing ever.
Will I get any freedom at all?
Or do I have to wait until I'm "old enough". Five years. Ten years. Fifteen years. How long?

Take a look at this lameass thingy I got by email from my mom. xD
It's kinda funny.
Note: read out loud so you understand what it says.[because that's the only way.]

The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service at a hotel in Asia , which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:
Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."
Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service. "
RS: " Rye ..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??"
G:"Uh..yes..I' d like some bacon and eggs."
RS: "Ow July den?"
G:"What??"
RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"
G:"Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."
RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"
G:"Crisp will be fine."
RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"
G:"What?"
RS: "An toes. July Sahn toes?"
G:"I don't think so."
RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"
G:"I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."
RS: "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"
G:"English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."
RS: "We bodder?"
G:"No...just put the bodder on the side."
RS: "Wad?"
G:"I mean butter...just put it on the side."
RS: "Copy?"
G:"Excuse me?"
RS: "Copy...tea. ..meel?"
G:"Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."
RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and copy....rye? ?"
G:"Whatever you say."
RS: "Tenjewberrymuds. "
G:"You're very welcome."

Lol bet you didnt get it the first time round. I didn't :/
It's lame and hilarious lol.
People actually talk like that.
My family went crazy over the email and started spam-posting it on FB.

FB games super addictive lol.
I spent like an hour on Guitar Geek ytd trying to beat my previous score.
I think I did. -.-
Then there's all those farm games my family keeps spamming me gifts with. Lol those are interesting to watch.
Then there's stupid PS. xD
And Restaurant City. Which is totally frustrating cos nobody wants to trade wimme/has anything I want.
I play MouseHunt occasionally lol. Same goes with Ghost Trappers and Mafia Wars.
All the games I play obviously suck. Except, ironically, those farm games cos my relatives keep spamming gifts on me.
And they're all super pro. So learn from them lor.
Mygosh. =.= [i never knew tom felton could sing. =.= or that he was imba at guitar.]
DID YOU KNOW TOM FELTON COULD SING?! I have newfound admiration for him now. And a lot of people think he's shuai so this is a plus. [refer to Facebook "My type of guy" quiz. xD kidding.]
that was really informative.

Yeah.
Um.
I'm going to go cry over spilt milk.
Because I spilt milk on the floor. And it seems pretty fitting. =.=
Shit, I really do have NO life.
xD
MUSIC HERE I COMEEEEE.

I'll keep you my dirty little secret.