Random, because I am.
Today after shower I realized I'm becoming even weirder by whispering in the shower instead of just talking as I usually do, so people won't hear me having a conversation with myself and think I'm a creepy person. (which apparently I am. fml)
I just remembered why exactly I've been looking for this tune on youtube for the past (almost) hour;
I was in the kitchen, making myself something to eat for dinner (instead of breakfast/lunch since, duh, I skipped both and omg therapist is going to KILL me.) when I realized I'm impersonating Donald Duck and quacking 'Waltz of the Flowers' while I do it. What. The. Fuck?
...it was fun, though. T_T;; And then brother heard me and... stared. Before laughing and going back downstairs to his bedroom. Probably to tell his friends about his crazy sister. I swear to god, I deserve this.
When you're saying you 'try' making gooseberry pie (whatever that is) and tell me 'come to Nebraska already so I can feed you with something I've never tried making before!' like that's what's going to make me want to get there NOW... don't expect it to actually work. Food poisoning is not exactly the coolest way to die, so no thanks. ♥ Love you tons, though.
I have no idea what I'm supposed to read exactly that would give me the proper explanation of the 'thing' you've been talking about yesterday. Please enlighten me? ;___; I haven't been around so much lately, but that's because of my therapist. She HATES me.
PS. Grandma is the funniest person on earth and ohIlovehersomuch. <3 I should totally visit her more often, if only to hear her bitch about my uncle and his three little (hateful! $@#$#) fiends. ILU grandma! So what if you don't read here~ ♪
I just remembered why exactly I've been looking for this tune on youtube for the past (almost) hour;
I was in the kitchen, making myself something to eat for dinner (instead of breakfast/lunch since, duh, I skipped both and omg therapist is going to KILL me.) when I realized I'm impersonating Donald Duck and quacking 'Waltz of the Flowers' while I do it. What. The. Fuck?
...it was fun, though. T_T;; And then brother heard me and... stared. Before laughing and going back downstairs to his bedroom. Probably to tell his friends about his crazy sister. I swear to god, I deserve this.
When you're saying you 'try' making gooseberry pie (whatever that is) and tell me 'come to Nebraska already so I can feed you with something I've never tried making before!' like that's what's going to make me want to get there NOW... don't expect it to actually work. Food poisoning is not exactly the coolest way to die, so no thanks. ♥ Love you tons, though.
I have no idea what I'm supposed to read exactly that would give me the proper explanation of the 'thing' you've been talking about yesterday. Please enlighten me? ;___; I haven't been around so much lately, but that's because of my therapist. She HATES me.
PS. Grandma is the funniest person on earth and ohIlovehersomuch. <3 I should totally visit her more often, if only to hear her bitch about my uncle and his three little (hateful! $@#$#) fiends. ILU grandma! So what if you don't read here~ ♪