I am... procrastinating.
I feel... pain in my hips.
I will... wash my hands after this post.
I love... being as happy and optimistic as I have the past week or two.
I hate... getting negative like this. Right now I hate nothing, not even studying.
I want... cookies. Chocolate chip might a add.
I need... time.
The reader... can't resist the urge to ask me why I need to wash my hands. Go on, ask me. Or start wondering how in the world I learned out my wise lesson today (looks over at the Thought). That's right. I touched my slightly smelly toes... with my fingers. I have also decided to wear socks now.
Long black and white emo stripey socks for that matter. Just so I fit in with the I-don't-wash-because-I-want-to-be-part-of-the-scene-thing.
I have... closed the window despite the smell. My toes - even with long emo socks - are getting cold.
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Cold toes suck. Speaking from experience here. Not that that's such a feat, but yeah...
How can I ever live up to that frikkin essay you left?! There's no way I can write something like that about this post. It's just so short!
One moment... *resists urge to ask about washing*
Okay, now that I've resisted the urge to ask why you're gonna wash your hands (notice that that was one of those "afhankelijke vraagzinnen" or whatever they were called again).
Stripes rock. I've got lotsa stripey things (wearing something stripey as I type). I'm not sure if I've got stripey socks though... I prolly have, but I don't know.
So... I've got no idea how long this comment is. Whether it's as long as yours, or not. I can't tell, cuz of the box thingy, so I can't see what the end result will be like.
But I'm stopping now, I've got your essay to answer.
Do you know how confusing it is to put "toes" and "feat" in two consecutive sentences? My gawd. My brain went berzerk trying to apprehend what you were saying. My default spellcheck in my brain also had to read the sentence three times before it could be at peace with the fact that you did not actually just make a silly spelling mistake.
Please, no more Latin. It sucks. You know it does.
Yay for stripes! Just sucks that stripey shirts make me fat. And Maxime The Fatty Patty does not sound like a fun nickname. Nu-uh.
XD maxime the fatty patty sounds fun as long as youre not called zo.
"Stripes rock." I read strippers rock =O =P
Lol, dyslexia sounds fun =P =D
You could turn that sentence into...
"Strippers rock. I've got lotsa strippery things (wearing something strippery as I type). I'm not sure if I've got strippery socks though... I prolly have, but I don't know."
Nienke is a stripping baboon. I've always known it was in her. Haar ware aard komt nu naar boven.
=O
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