Spring clean your life, and find all your cobwebs...
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Doc: 'It's an allergy'
Me: 'To what'
Doc: 'It's not worth finding out'
Me: 'Well then how do I avoid this happening again?'
Doc: 'Ermmm, not to worry. Here take these tablets'
Oh well at least I'm not contagious and I can go see the Chalets!
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Cleaning out all your computer files = Tedious. Useful. But tedious.
Finding creepy word files left for you to find by your ex = CREEPY.
Finding a million old poems = Hilarious/stressful/sniff-inducing/but mostly hilarious...
Thought I would should share this particularly daft morsel from 5/6/02 when all my poems rhymed perfectly, everyone was out to get me and i regularly ate dictionaries...
I exemplify the wrongs of this sardonic world
I exasterbate the woes of being just a girl
I am the lonely ranger who you all labelled a whore
And I like playing kisschase with the cutie pie next door
I embody all the trends that grace the fashion scene
Spend my life stretched to the max to reach some grander scheme
There's a brain like Einstein's hid away behind this flirt
And god forbid my underwear shows through this f*cking skirt
I embrace that graceful love all of all the simple things
Caught up in a spin cycle amongst the apron strings
I always like to be prepared, the calm and cool girl scout
And I like wearing lipgloss to achieve that perfect pout
*cries laughing* dear oh dear oh dear - oh to be angry and 18 with nothing to be angry about AT ALL.
Doc: 'It's an allergy'
Me: 'To what'
Doc: 'It's not worth finding out'
Me: 'Well then how do I avoid this happening again?'
Doc: 'Ermmm, not to worry. Here take these tablets'
Oh well at least I'm not contagious and I can go see the Chalets!
EDIT EDIT EDIT
Cleaning out all your computer files = Tedious. Useful. But tedious.
Finding creepy word files left for you to find by your ex = CREEPY.
Finding a million old poems = Hilarious/stressful/sniff-inducing/but mostly hilarious...
Thought I would should share this particularly daft morsel from 5/6/02 when all my poems rhymed perfectly, everyone was out to get me and i regularly ate dictionaries...
I exemplify the wrongs of this sardonic world
I exasterbate the woes of being just a girl
I am the lonely ranger who you all labelled a whore
And I like playing kisschase with the cutie pie next door
I embody all the trends that grace the fashion scene
Spend my life stretched to the max to reach some grander scheme
There's a brain like Einstein's hid away behind this flirt
And god forbid my underwear shows through this f*cking skirt
I embrace that graceful love all of all the simple things
Caught up in a spin cycle amongst the apron strings
I always like to be prepared, the calm and cool girl scout
And I like wearing lipgloss to achieve that perfect pout
*cries laughing* dear oh dear oh dear - oh to be angry and 18 with nothing to be angry about AT ALL.