Well, I'm rather hyperiffic today. I woke up an hour ago (7:30 AM!) and I sprained my left thumb in my sleep! It's just odd...
And I've decided I want to learn the base or guitar. YEAAAH. They're just so more badass than the flute, and probably more fun to hear and to play.
I have my little cousins birthday party today. Ooooh boy. I'll be swarmed over by children once more! Children are addicted to me. They are addicted to hugging me, kissing me, biting me, hitting me, latching onto me so hard I don't even have to hold them, and touching me with their dirty little hands.
I love kids. I dunno if I'd want one.. But well, hey hey, that's bound to change as I get older.
NO KIDS FOR ME YET CAUSE THATS JUST KINDA SICK.
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Err.
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*attempts to do a thumbs-up sign with her left hand but fails* OUCHIES!



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TRANSFORMERS, MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE

..Lawl Jazz sounds so hick..And Megatron doesn't look half as evil and bad-ass as in the movie.

"LEAKIN' LUBRICANT!"

"PREPARE FOR BATTLE!"
*clinkclinkklonk*

'4 MILLION YEARS LATER'
KABLOOOOM

Starscream: *pow lazahrs*
Megatron: "STARSCREAM!"
Starscream: "I'M JUST SAYIN' GOODBYE"


YAY FOR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES.

Tehehehe.


Well, yesterday I went to the mall with Lena, Shanice and Billy (~Maru90 ). It was.. quite an experience.
We went to Chapters first, where we all ran over to the manga section.
All the sudden Lena disappeared, so I was like "IMMA GUNNA FIND HER HAHA"
Well, I didn't go back. Instead, I sat with Lena and we read manga. And then Shanice and Billy found us and started showing us hentai...I was just like "...Ohkay."

After, we went up to the offices of the people who work at that mall, see, cause Billy's dad RUNS THE PLACE. He doesn't OWN it, he's just very much in charge and has a real kickass office. So we went there to drop off our bags and stuff, having fun JUMPING IN THE ELEVATOR ON THE WAY.
We ALWAYS jump in the elevator. cause if you jump at the right moment you start floating.

So then, we went down to the super-sized cafeteria over there and we went to eat chinese food.. I shared a plate of Szechuan Shrimp with Shanice.
Shanice:...This..is..shrimp?
Me: Yeah.
Shanice: *careful bites of a little* This.. this is..
me: TASTY.
Shanice: Yes. Yes, its tasty.
Oh furbies, you should have seen her trying the peanut butter dumplings..

And then:
Lena: I have to go to the bathroom.
Shanice: Me too.
Me: Eh.
Billy:...
*Shanice and Lena get up to leave*
Me: AH WAIT I'LL COME WITH YOU~!
Billy: What?! You guys are leaving me here?!
Me: You're a big boy, Billy. You can watch our food.

Okay okay the bathrooms were so cool. They had these super-powered hand dryers that make your skin flap and start smooshing around. At one point Shanice stuck her head underneath it for some reason I do not understand. See, she's African CANADIAN, and her hair has this amazing ability to hold itself however you mess with it.
So she like, blew her hair into a lovely yu-gi-oh hairstyle, and Lena and I went absolutely hysterical. She freaked.

Afterwards, when walking back, we saw this bubble tea place, and I was like
'HEY LETS GET BUBBLE TEA!"
We spent like, half an hour running around while my poor cousin was sitting alone at the cafeteria.

And then we came back with the smallest cup of bubble tea and these huge straws.
Billy: What the heck is this?
Shanice: It's got fish eggs.
Billy: WTF FISH EGGS?
Me: It's just tapioca bubbles.
Shanice: I remember when I first had bubble tea I thought they were fish eggs..

so we all go and start stabbing at the plastic lid with our oversized straws. Billy's dad was down there watching us and he's like 'what the heck is that?"

We all went in for sips at the same time, so you can imagine the smashing results. And it was hilarious cause Billy and Shanice just kept sucking up these big blogs of tapioca bubbles.

I really suck at describing fun events, just to let you know. Hence how this probably doesn't seem funny at all!
TOO BAD.

And currently, I'm in a TOUCH-A-PHOBIC MOOD.
TOUCH-A-PHOBIC TOUCH-A-PHOBIC OMG THE TOUCHING DON'T TOUCH!

NO HUGS NO HUGS THEY BURN.