little monkeys sing a song / Friday, November 03, 2006
Title has absolutely nothing to do with post.
"Please leave all over coats, canes and top hats with the doorman, from that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed." song title at the bottom; it's the same song. XD
So we're (nope, no monkeys in pockets) - as in sis and i, well, her more than me- are in a Panic! attack. XD she has become... a fangirl. and don't underestimate the word fangirl. ever. you don't know what fangirls are capable of... *cackles*
So it's November, and...
The holidays are here. My rest hath finally cometh. Not. T_T For the gazillionth time, i feel as though life is laughing at us toil away endlessly. Among the things that are certain in life, along with death and taxes, is work. So work isn't all that bad actually, but still... omginoiwannakickbackrelaxandplaydammityoustupidschooldoyouhave
somethingagainstme?!
ahem.
Still, i get to laze around somewhat.
talk about a silver lining.
Therefore, i should make a list of what i want to do for the hols. whether i actually complete them is a WHOLE different matter entirely. XD
1. Draw. (but i don't want to go for art class. IRONY. XD)
2. write. (no MSword currently, let alone music to keep me going. blasted old piece of rock named computer)
3. nanowrimo (right. like i'll actually get round to doing it)
4. clear table (when i clearly have no space to pack them. no pun intended)
grudgingly...
5. revise a little, cuz it's you know, o levels next year and *gasp* i'm going to shave a few years off my life because of it! ...nevermind.
6. practise music till i drop. acursed competitions...
you guessed it, i am currently not feeling high. i feel sleepy. and whiny. wait until i get loaded with sugar. then you'll see me bouncing around like a... a... fangirl... who just won a figurine she always wanted. or a trip to japan squeenix. or can finally play KHII after a long and terrible wait. or maybe FFXII. ohkay, so maybe not that delighted, but you roughly get the picture. after all, you see it almost every other hour. XD
almost i said, almost.
Oreos.
"I'm the new cancer, never felt better, you can't stand it. Because you say so under your breath, your reading lips 'when did he get all confident?'"~ There's a Good Reason Why These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet, by Panic! At the Disco. Long titles, anybody?
*Flipped!
11/03/2006 12:52:00 AM
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