Contract

"Hm, did you go to the F1 yesterday?"

"No, but I'm sure I got to see a lot more than all the people there :D"

"Huh?"

"I watched it in tv!"

Well, my day started at 8:45 this morning -after having gone to bed only 2:45 earlier (because I was smart enough to dedicate myself to watching videos in YouTube)-. Woke up after making a whole lot of noise after falling off my bed in a bad attempt to turning off my alarm, and finally -after maybe 5 minutes taken to finally wake up- began studying. Studied French for about 2 hours and went to have a shower at around 20 to 12. Ran out of the bathroom after hearing my phone ringing with my toothbrush inside my mouth, only to notice that my friend -whom I had promised to meet at 12 o'clock- was already waiting for me. "Great, I'm late again. Damn showers, I must start shortening them." I told myself, but always end up noticing how I am one of the persons who take the shortest showers among most people I know.

"Je n'ai pas des amis"

I met my friend at 12:30 after having wasted 10 minutes of my life looking for one of my converse shoes (which I smartly enough left at my friend's place. No, I didn't go home with only one shoe on, I took two pairs of shoes to her place, flip flops, and converse, because I thought I'd bother to put my converse on before leaving, but no, instead, I didn't notice how one of them slip out of my bag and went home). Another friend texted me asking if I was going to watch Mamma Mia, while my darling friend Miki and I sat eating in a Coffee Bean -having amazingly big chocolate chip muffins and I was having a caramel ice-blended-, to what I answered "Urm, Yes, I do think so." And after a few other text messages, she texted "...ur being weird today", and to this, I commented to Miki how much it truly annoys me when people shorten words in order to type faster. Our conversation grew into a larger one, touching the topic of when people don't use ",","." or "?", and how annoying it was when you can't tell whether a person is stating something, or asking a question, and how horribly horrifying it is when you ask a person what was meant by such long text message with no usage of , or .. "Urm, what?" I texted back to my friend then. So after a while, I noticed I had finished my ice-blended, and was glad to notice how there was some caramel still on the plastic cup. So I stuck my finger into the cup and took it out, to later put my finger in my mouth and enjoy the amazing taste of such wonderful substance. Miki then turns to me and says "You really are being weird today."
I thought that was perfectly normal, to eat the rest of the caramel, so I didn't give it much thought, and I believe I just nodded my head and kept doing it.

We watched the movie "Mamma Mia", which truly, I thought was amazing. I sang along to most of the songs, which really made my day.

This was followed by "Disturbia", a few Dane Cook videos, something Izzard -which I must admit was quiet hilarious- and finally, the making of a contract for dear Fintan, who was forced -and I mean that quiet literally- to sign.

Marshmellows.

How much is a text message?

You have suffered enough and warred with yourself, it's time that you won.

"I got home alright, thanks"

There's still time.

"I'll go just play with someone else."

I don't know you but I want you, all the more for that.


verb, loved, lov·ing.
–noun
1.
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2.
a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3.
sexual passion or desire.
4.
a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.


–noun, plural Grand Prix, Grands Prix, Grand Prixes (sometimes lowercase) any of various major automobile races over a long, arduous course, esp. an international car race held each year over the same course.


When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful.

And I will always love you.

If you don't send this to 30 of your friends, you will never be loved for 98 months.
Damn, I don't have 30 friends close enough to forward this to. I guess I'll have to deal with the 98 months.


friend·ship
–noun
1.
the state of being a friend; association as friends: to value a person's friendship.
2.
a friendly relation or intimacy.
3.
friendly feeling or disposition.


Sing your melody, I'll sing it loud.

Just hang in there.

Why so serious?

You're a retard.

F*CK OFF!!!!!! -with love, from Miki.

I KILL YOU.

If this is heaven, I've been screwed.

IT'S GOOGLE'S 10TH BIRTHDAY TODAY! HOORAY!

-Fishmonger

THE CLOSET

Hiya, Guys!
Just so you know, "The Closet" will be published in the following blog :)

www.theclosettt.blogspot.com

Thanks, see you there :)


-Ecchi

Porquoi Pas?

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GAH.
GIVE-ME-A-REST.PLEASE.
Haha.
Dude.
So much to do, so little time.
I do NOT want school to end,
Because if it does, that means we're closer to the end of the holidays!
Which means that we're closer to the start of term 4, and therefore the end of it, too.
School formal, friends coming and going, "No, you've got to buy a pretty dress"-business. Brother getting too-old-to-still-be-at-home-and-girlfriend-who-can't-wait-to-leave-the-country.
Should I kill her?
SHE'S TAKING MY BROTHER AWAY! (Or she wished she could, at least)
COME ON.

If anyone knows a way to stop time, please give me a call.

I am desperate. And porquoi pas?

The Closet -sneak peek II

THE CLOSET
By Benjamin Thomson

It must have been around 3:30 am by the time I got home that night. I knew dad wouldn’t be home, and I hadn’t slept in ages!

I dragged my feet and crawled onto my bed, only bothering to take off my jeans before getting in it. The green around me helped me to fall asleep just shortly after getting in bed. They always say green relaxes people, right?

I woke up from a massive fall. I opened my eyes widely from the floor, wondering why I’d leaped so high and far from where I’d been sleeping. It was already morning, and as I had forgotten to close the curtains –like I usually do-, the light blinded me for a few seconds. You’d obviously expect the sparkles to go away after a minute or two; but they wouldn’t, so I reached out for my sunglasses –that were lying on the side table- and put them on.

“HOLLY SHIT!” I exclaimed as I leaped back again. IT WASN’T THE SUNLIGHT! IT WAS—IT WAS A DUDE! He was shining! Glowing, sparking! LITERALLY!

All of the sudden, he wasn’t there.
I stood up quickly, to look around, and there he was, grinning at me. I took a step back, wondering what on earth the dude was doing in my room, and who the hell he was. And I felt the mattress against my bare back— MY BARE BACK!?

“HOLLY—!”

But it was too late. The dude was on me, covering my mouth. His hand was as cold as ice. I tried to push him off, but he didn’t even move –and I ended up hurting my fist-. I saw my shirt now on the floor a few meters away from the bed, and I am sure my colours started to fade in terror until I was almost as pale as this dude. I saw him whispering stuff –way too fast for me to understand—, and then quickly press his lips against my neck.

Haha, laugh out loud, I'll have to rate the blog as 18+ next sneak peek.

ROFL-ing with no bra on.

Eh?
Say what?
Sexy.
PFFFT
Haha, yeah, right.

Well, for some strange reason,
I managed to say the following phrase, while wiggling my body like a retard
"AHAH! IT'S LIKE ROFL ROFL ROFL! AHHAHA, WITH NO BRA ON!!"
Just as a teacher walked by us.
Yes, great.

Also, today in music, we had to fold a few programs in order to help the teacher, because there is like a school concert thingo going on today (good luck by the way, fishmonger). So I sat there, folding programs and inserting a green sheet (with the names of each person performing) into each program [THERE WAS YELLOW PROGRAMS, AND WHITE PROGRAMS [to what I assumed that the white ones were just in case that they ran out of yellow]). After having inserted about 70% of all the green sheets into the programs, friend comes over and realises her name is spelt wrong. She crossed out her name (in pencil) and wrote her name right.
So, smartly enough, I took a PEN out of my pencil case and began doing the same [in each of the white programs]. While doing so, I was told by my friend to stop, but, as I had only 3 left, I told her to hold on, I was about to finish.
THEN, TEACHER WALKS IN!
Didn't see what I was doing, as I had just put it away, but someone told him (Yeah, thanks for that), and he began checking.

"I'm awfully sorry about that, I truly apologise, but this makes it look informal"
Informal? Come on, you spelt her name wrong!
So I gave him 3 out of the about 17 programs on which I'd written on, and he took them away. Who knows what he did with them, but oh well.
YEAH.

Oh, dude.
COMBOVERS.
YEAH.
Yum.
Hahah.
WOOT.

Future, Future, How I love you, Future.

I am so happy.
Because today, I found my friends. :)

Also, I discovered EXACTLY where I want to study.
I want to study in the Kyoto Seika University -yes, in Kyoto,- for 4 years.
Graduate as a MANGAKA! -KACHING!
And so I was looking for Japanese Language Courses, because one of the requirements was fluent Japanese (YAY ME). So I found this one place,
THAT'S REALLY CLOSE TO MY PLACE! AND THE LESSONS HAVEN'T STARTED YET! OMG.
And yes.
My mommy said I could.
Because,
there's this dude who needs help with his spanish classes,
and so comes MOI.
and I get payed, so.
Yeah, mum said that if I did that, maybe she'd think about the whole japanese-lessons-for-me :D :D :D :D :D
SO YES!
WOOOT!