And it was really good! Lemon chicken! (even though I didn't mean for it to be lemon, that just happened when I put in waaaay too much lemon extract). Yet Kitty and Sungmin proclaimed it disgusting! Oh, and speaking of Sungmin, he was being suuuuuuuch an asshole while I was cooking. I'm sure Julia Child didn't have to go throuh that....
Huh! I just noticed! It works now! The kind, wonderful people on Blogger decided that they would "improve" the frickin thing, so they screwed up a bunch of stuff and almost freakin erased my blog, so I thought I'd never get a chance to blog again! Soooooo annoying! *raised veins*All I'm saying, is, if they erase this, they will be very very sorry. Muahahaha.
Crystal IM'd me for an hour today. She's actually nicer than Jade, even though I hate to say it. I know it's mean, but she's a lot like me, and even though I'm not exactly the paragon of Goodness And Virtue (I apologize to TiTi-The-Bitch! TeeHeeHee!) (See, now I'm doing it again, making fun of her name, which she can't really help and doesn't fit her anyway), I'm nicer than Jade at least. Someone really needs to give her a heart to heart talk about friendship! No, I'm kidding. I love her most of the time. (Except when she's being Miss I-Have-To-Diss-You-To-Ingratiate-Myself-With-My-Friends) (although she stopped doing that after I told her to) So it's fine. Oh yeah, as luck would have it, both Crystal and Jade are going to the hospital tomorrow. Do you think they'll become friends, both having jewel names and all? Maybe....
Italics!
Oh, crud, how do I get back?
CRUD! How the heck do I get BACK?!!!!
There. Easy peasy lemon squeezy sleazy beazy deazy.
Who knew there were so many words that rhymed with easy?
Ah, I have some more. Cheesy, freezy, fo'sheezy, breezy.
Yay! I'm a wordsmith!
Ahhhh crud, the day after tomorrow is orchestra, better known as The Time Of Lesbian Love, or Everyone Stare At Jasmine Day. Everyone, that is, except the person I want to stare at me, who simply looks at his music, cello, or floor. (I mean, the floor, not his floor, as, to the best of my knowledge, he doesn't own the building). If he would look my way, I could do my Special Secret Venus Flower Love Tequniche Number Two, i.e Sticky Eyes. (Number one is look and smile flirtily) (number three is flick the hair, look over your shoulder, and raise one eyebrow slightly before turning away) (etc etc etc) But no, what does he do? Wait until I'm playing to look at me, that's what he does! What a pain! I always look somewhat hideous when I'm playing, although I do try to look cute. How do I know this? Because the conductor told us not to look at our music while we were playing, so I started looking around the room, and especially at My Love. Then I promptly got lost. What are conductors for, anyway?
Maybe I should wear a really slutty outfit to rehearsal just to see what everyone does. Maybe they'll stare even more. Or maybe they'll blush and look away. Or maybe they'll blush and stare even harder, which would be the worst of both worlds, don't you think? Hola, Kitty. What's up? Besides trying to annoy your older sister, that is. If you say anything Bleach or Sailor Moon related, I will have to kill you. Let's see what she says...
Nothing yet.
Hmm, I better go. The tamales are about done, which means that someone needs to take them out, and it doesn't look like that someone is going to be Mom, as she is absorbed in a Star Trek episode that seems to consist of charachters telling about the times that they have had sex. Really, the adults these days! What's the world coming too? Well, at least there aren't any strippers aboard Star Fleet. Yet.
xoxoxo~♥~
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