~fiddle-dee-dee.
GASP HACHOU-NE-CHAN I’M SO SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU AT MSN LIKE THAT. TT~TT MSN STARTED GOING WONKY ON ME AND I COULDN’T LOG BACK IN!
This shouldn’t be much of an update but I forgot to add this when I posted earlier.
We started painting my great-grandfather’s mausoleum yesterday, which lasted for five hours basically leaving me to stroll around doing nothing. Father didn’t want us to stroll around to far so whenever we got to the end of the street, we wave back at him and stroll around more.
We knew it was only the four of us in the street so I didn’t bother skipping around screaming “YAAAAAAAAAY” with my arms outstretched then my little brother would call back and shout “YAAAY” with his arms up whenever I got farther along the path. DDDDD8
After a while, I got bored with screaming “yay” back when I started singing, “Gold” at the top of my lungs holding a paintbrush as if I had a mic and started bouncing around waving my other arm around.
WHAT I DIDN’T KNOW WAS THAT THERE WAS A FUNERAL GOING ON AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CEMETERY AND THERE WERE A BUNCH OF WORKERS BEHIND ME WITH THEIR MOUTHS HANGING OPEN. DDDD8
OH WELL. GOOD THING I DIDN’T CHOOSE TO SING SOMETHING FROM BLACK SABBATH. XDDDD