Not a match made in heaven and keep those microphones away because I refuse to sing into them. It was hilarious singing until 12 ish.
And Jelly and her damn Garters.
I am still coming to terms with the thought of her walking up to her mother as asking her for very skanky garters. "With Lace!" [cough.]
Although I must say, they did look fantabulous and added to the NANA look. Haha. Damn those freaky azns.
As for Dana...
Haha, if Deeh wore stuff like that more often, Azn Adonis would be like 'What Girlfriend?'.
Hey, just being supportive...Don't hurt me, Deeh. And if you do want to hurt me just think of these three words. Books, Cardigan, Glasses.
HA! I HAVE IMMOBILISED YOU!
Okay, enough taunting...for now.
Haha, I think Lana cried when we gave her that book. I tried with every fibre in my being to be as nice as possible and write something [ack] Sweet.
Oh no! Dad's critism has ruined my thoughts! Let us never speak of Nice Dyanne again.
Hahha, when Tim had to fill up fuel and Deeh was in the car with her cat ears, this lady just looked at her funny, and I was trying my best not to laugh too hard.
Also, I am very glad I took my Chucks and a spare shirt with me, because MY! Those Boots and that belt were killing me. Oh yer...THAT BELT IS TALLER THAN ME. Makes me feel special.
By the way Deeh, you whacking that box was so hilarious I ended up lying on Lana's grass, tears in my eyes, and Jelly trying my help me up. Yes, that funny. Usually I'd think violence in those heels would be scary, but was just funny as.
I don't think Shella realised what I am like outside of school and the hospital. Usually we're out in public and well, I can't go nts there. Plus, wayyyyy too much coke and red lollies...
Ahhha, and her parents found out about the webcam and all Lana came up with was "it was always there".
Hahaha.
Oh and did I mention to you Deeh, they found out about the Bacardi Misha had put in that bottle. They said she could have just asked for Breezers instead of it straight...
Also, should people be flirting with other people in Church?
Sorry, Deeh. I had to ask. Even if I get no more answer than an outraged you.
Its 29 Degrees Celsius, Dyanne is young [enough] and will spend her night reading.
We have chocolate cake! But I have to read for church tomorrow. Damn. I hate reading.
Those people with their beady eyes. Did I mention I was short? And they had a step for me? Yer well they do. Enjoy laughing at that.
PEACE OUT!
-dyz_./
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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