Again.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010, 12:21 AM

So. I'm back. I've actually been back since idk how long ago only I know but I'm too lazy to count and I'm rambling. I don't even know why I'm here. Barley is disgusting.
Past few days;
Okay so my mum and dad got us lost every single night in HK and we walked so much my foot got swollen when I got home and I prolly spent the least out of all my family except my dad. But it was fun. I guess.
I spent two to three hours sticking photos from HK into the photo album my mum bought. And then I stuck more stuff into it and it looked quite nice. I have artistic ability okay (some).
I need to pack my room. It's actually quite neat but I don't like the way it looks. Supposed to do it today but procrastinated.
Ran all around looking for golden bloody balloons and couldn't find any and decided to tell them to screw themselves for only giving me four days anyway and then it turned out they weren't really needed and Natasha offered to go find them for me and if she does she'll be my saviour.
Walked around Bugis for two hours yesterday. I knew I should have just gone home after lunch. I was hungry yesterday.
Bought some Christmas presents today, too.
My iTunes would not update itself AKJHSNDCGBSU
Finally wrote something else for dA but it sounded pretty retarded in my head so I deleted it.
Events not in order.
Bye.

As the rain pours

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A Whiting and A Snail-Lewis Carroll
‘Will you walk a little faster?’ said a whiting to a snail.
‘There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

‘You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!’
But the snail replied ‘Too far, too far!’ and gave a look askance -
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

‘What matters it how far we go?’ his scaly friend replied.
‘There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France -
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?’

Wednesday, December 29, 2010, 12:21 AM