Thursday, December 12, 2013

we da misri bunch

I don't know why I'm singing the Misri Bunch song. I don't even know it and it's not the best song in the world either. No offense, Misri Bunchers.

So, I finished up my essay. It was quite fun to do. I like thinking up sentences and writing them down in the most sophisticated fashion. I have math to do, but that I'll be doing when Abi's mother comes to visit. We need to clean the whole house this weekend and work out the 'Where will she sleep' problem. So that means I have to fold & hang that overflowing basket of laundry in my room. Ugh. No excuses this time. I do like cleaning though. Jobs such as polishing, changing sheets, arranging, and vacuuming do not bother me. Sweeping isn't so cool, but mopping is fine. Picking up tiny things like useless paper shreds and weird nails, I dislike the very most.

Polishing - 10/10
Arranging/Rearranging - 10/10 (sometimes I dislike arranging because the things I arrange don't go into the place I desire for them to)
Vacuuming - 9/10 (I fear for vacuuming the wire!)
Sweeping - 4/10
Mopping - 8/10
Picking Up - 0/10

I'm on a 15-minute timer now. It's break time for me. I'm giving myself 15 minutes. Timing works, for sure.

Today ummi went out to send Kak Nora to school. Ummi will be going out again to take her home. And she's gonna help her pack too.

I found out that Ummi was exporting her DOOL2 blog back to Blogger. And I know why. This is the reason.

Wordpress < Blogger

Blogger = amazingness
Wordpress = Do you really press words to blog?

Last month was NaNoWriMo, but none of us participated. Pewh. Can't find a reason why, but I've found an excuse, which is school. And classes. Which are the same thing.


I've got 8 more minutes on my timer. What may I rant about now, my pretties? *cackle*

Just kidding you're all ugly







Just kidding you're all pretty






MY TIMER HAS 5 MIN NOW

IMA SPEND ALL OF IT BY BLOGGIN

THIS IS A SUCCESSFUL POST

IT'S SO LONG

BECAUSE I KEEP PRESSING ENTER AFTER EVERY SENTENCE I WRITE AND IT'S SO IRONICAL THAT I'M WRITING ALL THIS CRAZINESS WITH A COMPLETELY STRAIGHT FACE

AHAHAHA

I'M WEARING A QUILT THAT'S TOO BIG

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE LAUNDRY TO BE DONE

MY FLUFFY SOCKIES ARE IN THERE

DO YOU KNOW WHAT SOCKIES ARE? NEITHER DOES THE COMPUTER. IT PUT A WIGGLY RED LINE UNDER THE WORD SOCKIES.

3 MIN LEFT

I THINK I'LL END THIS RIGHT HERE

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