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[eruvadhril]

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You have a total boy brain

Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts

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Hmm. Ok, then.

I went to school dressed in Erica's Incredibles outfit, because she was sick from the Tandoori Spam Chicken of Doom (or "I Can't Believe It's Not Outlawed!")  that our school served yesterday.     It was basically mine anyway, the shirt and pants and knickers and boots and long-sleeved black shirt underneath and the eyemask that smushes your face that mum cut eyeholes in were mine. And then mum gave me the gloves, and sewed that cool logo onto my shirt. Most other people came in outfits and then changed into normal clothes, which is cheating, because normal clothes are more expensive but they'd already paid for being dressed as a Disney person. At the daily Assembly of Hymn Singing we sang 'A Whole New World'. And practically no-one new the words. I mean, come on! We've all seen Aladdin, haven't we? These girls all play with Barbies and love Care Bears, but they don't know any Disney songs. Pffff.

Mum and Dad have gone to the bank to put money in our accounts because Dad was paid today, or something. Erica asked if we could get Bridget Jones 2 while they were out, and Mum had a blowup about "Do you have to get it the day it comes out Do you have to spend all our money the day we get it You ungrateful hags All you ever do is want Enough never get enough Blah blah blah" and we just walked out of the room. I don't know what her problem was today. I think some guys came in to look at our tiles and it'll cost her heaps to replace them, or something. She always gets shitty about money when she has to spend it. But then she wants to buy a new sewing machine or something, and Dad starts going on about money, and Mum gets all stroppy because she can never have anything and is so hard done by. Bloody hypocrite.

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[eruvadhril.livejournal.com]

Bugger it!

[nazgul-number-7.livejournal.com]

Sweet costume, yo.
You're the only one I know who had a "boy brain".
And you were singing Disney songs in an assembly for hymns? Well, you're clearly all going straight to hell. ;)

[eruvadhril.livejournal.com]

That's not my fault! We usually 'sing' (term used loosely) hymns about "we are all God's servants and take us all to heaven and stuff" (accepting of other religions my arse) and nobody knows the tune and tries to sing about five octaves above middle C but does it really quietly so it sounds like they're all whimpering in pain and UGH. It's just that the charity we were sponsoring was Dreamflight which takes terminally ill children to Disneyland and lets them experience 'a whole new world'. See? Anyway, sending us to hell for singing Disney songs is stupid. *rants about how some religious rules are really stupid and religious wars and etc.*

[willo-kenobi.livejournal.com]

parents are like that, dw bout it. *hugs* *g*

awesome costume dude!! :D

[eruvadhril.livejournal.com]

*mutter mutter parents mutter*