Anyways, after 'ditching' school today, I experienced a pleasant slumber throughout the WHOLE morning and woke up just as the day peaked, at noon. As i arose from the peaceful dreamtime, I forced my weary slits open to face the harshness of reality. However, upon opening my slits, I realised that reality was not so harsh after all, as I did not need to fruitlessly prepare for 6 hours of so-called education. Instead I was to face what should have been 6 hours which was slept down to 3 hours, of painless bliss.
As I showered, I sighed a breath of relief as the water cleansed me of the burdens and worries of school days, leaving nothing but pure freedom. <--neked D:
UH SCREW THIS, trying to write poetically is too hard so I'll just write like I usually do, bitterly and with no big words :D
ANYWAYS, after having a shower I had my breakfast, a hotdog which didn't have a sausage or onions but scrambled eggs and bacon. Because no one was home I was free to do whatever I liked. So, I turned on my computer and did nothing. Well, practically nothing. It was fairly boring for the first half an hour until I started working. I started doing some science which I've found actually really fascinating when you don't copy the answers D: I know that's disgraceful but it was interesting. I did like 1 and a half pages of that and then decided to fiddle around with our blog.
I added a profile picture and removed the ugly phoot of lindy milkshakers. While doing that, the phone randomly rang. I hesitated to pick up the phone because I don't like picking up the phone unless I know who's calling, but the sound was pissing me off so I picked it up. Some curry dude was like
'Hello may I please speak to SESOIFJSDFDPF?' SESOIFJSDFDPF is how he pronounced some name. It started with an 'S' so I assumed that it was for my sister so I said 'She's not here at the moment' And then he replied 'Can I leave a message for her?' At least that's what I think that's what he said, his curry accent was pretty heavy.
So, I said 'NO **** OFF D:< !' Actually no, I didn't. I said 'Of course' He replied with 'Please ask SESOIFJSDFDPF to call Baycorp at 1300 130 522. Registration number 28100028211 as it is URGENT. VERY URGENT' So I was just like 'Okay bye' but afterwards I realised WTH THE HECK IS BAYCORP? So, I googled it and it's some site to do with IT or something like that. That was when I realised that I just got an URGENT message to give to someone who I don't even know. SO whoever you are, Mr/Mrs Registration number 28100028211 call Baycorp at 1300 130 522 :D After that my mum called to tell me to pick up the younger fatties, so I trudged all the way to Greystanes Public School in the blistering HEAT. I found that my old school is still the same. Very reminiscent. It kind of reminded me of our school though, except everyone was shorter, whiter, fatter and greener. Came back home and continued my doing nothing-ness. Anyways, I can't be bothered to recount any more so Clay shall continue this blog that I started with bootifulness.
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Anyways as Clay has decided she can't be stuffed either, I'll just add ugly pictures of Lindy for accusing us of losing our touch D:<<<<<>teehee me too ;D
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Lindy didn't want her photo up for trillions of people to see, so you'll just have to imagine her beauty
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