Dec 30, 2004 18:23
I went driving for the first time yesturday. Man...I am dreadful. I stalled at least a hundred times, but luckily didn not crash into anything(other than a large twig that was in my way, but dad said to drive on it) and I can reverse fairly well. Which I think is quite impressive. Except it looks as though I can go better backwards than forwards, which is just slightly worrying.
Kata my dear, I am very sorry about the midless babble I seem to keep leaving as comments on your journals. If it makes no sense, is offensive or just annoying please deleat it then leave me an abusive message telling me to either grow some brain cells or shut up. I promise I shan't be offended.
I bathed my puppy by myself and I swear I will never do that again. I was so wet I had to change ALL my clothes. Including underwear. Is it normal for something only 3ocm tall to be able to wet me that much? I am a little worried. Anyway, have learnt from this that I must only wash Beau when some other member of my family is around to be helpful and pass me buckets and the like.
Cait, I am so excited! I think that Erin might be interested in coming with as also. I just must talk to her when she gets back. Have I told you lot about my plans for next year yet?
Well, at the moment I am going to finish school, do a little bit of tottering about the place for about three days or something, then I am going to fly to Darwin and see everyone for about 2-3 weeks then fly back down for my formal.
I think I may have only run this past Snail boy(man! Sponge Bob is strangly amusing at times. If any of you have watched it I am sure you may understand. But it genrually just pisses me off actually. Don't tell Kaitlyn, she will be shattered! :D)
So yeah...will be good opertunity to meet y'all. HAHA! That is a funny movie. My brother used to call it the Hilliby's, because he couldn't say Beverly hill-billy's. He is so cute.
Ummmm...I can see this is turning into me simply writing down what I am thinking and I don't know how long any of you could actually cope with being inside my head. It is a confusing place in there.
Hehe, before I go I just want to share this story(just though of it). My grandfather has a thick Scotish accent. Very. Anyway, he was deleating messages of his answering machine and he got to the last one and couldn't work out who it was or what they were saying. After listening to it for the fourth time he realised it was him, and after a few more listens he actually worked out what he was saying.
Lol! I love my grandfather! He is so amusing. But he wonders why other people can't understand him when he can't even recognise his own voice! :D
I am really going now. Be good my darlings, and bully for you if you made it through this whole entry without dieing or giving up on me. I promise to be a little more sain next time!
U2 still rock my socks!