Rain or Monday?
The rain's coming. Monday's coming, too. But which is worse?
Teachers or lack of Internet connection? I can never decide.
Eugh.
♪ Sunday morning, everything's boring.
Nothing exciting on OMONA today. Maybe tomorrow! :D
I've worked on my fanfic's plot already.
But it's still so uberly flawed. S'okay. I'll take my time ~
I swear, it's so boring there's nothing to blog about.
I'm only doing this for the sake of not breaking my everyday-postage on LJ.
Cause if I do break it, God knows I'll break it again, and again, and again,
Till I abandon this journal for the rest of forever.
So yeah. I'll try to post on Blogger,too.
But I can't think of anything to post there.
Today, I learned how to cut a pear! Like woooah!
So yeah, I suck in the kitchen.
There was once when I was helping- rephrase; trying to help my sister in the kitchen with her soup.
She told me to peel the carrots with the potato peeler. And I did.
But what I also did was shred the carrot with the peeler into thin shreds of orange bits.
And what's worse is that I actually felt accomplished!
Till I turned around and looked at my sister's gawking face.
She screamed at me.
And that was the end of my carrier in the kitchen.
Oh well.
And currently, my ambition is to either be a chef or an animator.
Oh dear, a chef?
I also can't catch up to verbal spelling. It hurts my brain. Aaagh.
--E
Teachers or lack of Internet connection? I can never decide.
Eugh.
♪ Sunday morning, everything's boring.
Nothing exciting on OMONA today. Maybe tomorrow! :D
I've worked on my fanfic's plot already.
But it's still so uberly flawed. S'okay. I'll take my time ~
I swear, it's so boring there's nothing to blog about.
I'm only doing this for the sake of not breaking my everyday-postage on LJ.
Cause if I do break it, God knows I'll break it again, and again, and again,
Till I abandon this journal for the rest of forever.
So yeah. I'll try to post on Blogger,too.
But I can't think of anything to post there.
Today, I learned how to cut a pear! Like woooah!
So yeah, I suck in the kitchen.
There was once when I was helping- rephrase; trying to help my sister in the kitchen with her soup.
She told me to peel the carrots with the potato peeler. And I did.
But what I also did was shred the carrot with the peeler into thin shreds of orange bits.
And what's worse is that I actually felt accomplished!
Till I turned around and looked at my sister's gawking face.
She screamed at me.
And that was the end of my carrier in the kitchen.
Oh well.
And currently, my ambition is to either be a chef or an animator.
Oh dear, a chef?
I also can't catch up to verbal spelling. It hurts my brain. Aaagh.
--E