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I'm going to the southern carribbean. Lauren, Oma and I are going on a 7 day cruise (in replacement of the european 2 week cruise) on this ship with like an ice skating rink (err not for me), a roller blading area ((ha! no)), a rock wall (( I leave Lauren there)) and a theatre ((AHA! home!)). I can't wait. Though Mum is being the world's biggest bitch. She keeps going

"It must be nice" *sigh*

God if I hear that sigh or that phrase one more time, it will be way too soon. I'm not going to let her emo-bitch ways get to me though. I am going to ignore her like I have done all day, even when I go home.
Now I'm kind of eager to get home, I know my room is a mess and probably smells like a garbage pit...I am dying to scrub it clean!!! And I'll go that while I take the advice of a dear dear old friend which was:

"Listen to sexy music, put on your highest shoes and get cleaning!...It's a lot more fun"

So I might do that. =) Sounds fun. Besides who wouldn't want to walk by my house and hear "IM WRITING TO YOU, BECAUSE I WANT TO....,OH FUCK YOU" hehe. Besides I haven't worn my platforms in ages. They need to be worn. Or I might break in all of my flats and heels. I bought these extremely thick wool socks to do this. But the question on my mind is? What the hell is an organic sock? Especially when the tag says that the cotton was processed in China. I was going to buy these but I felt that 20 bucks on a pair of plain ol' white socks was just....gay.
Tomorrow the little ones strike back! So I'll get to play with chase! WOOT! nothing is more fun than playing an extreme game of matchbox cars and thomas the train. hehe. I'm corrupting his little head. He always wants to play just like the little movies but god...train wrecks are sooo much more fun!!!!
But I swear this kid, once he gets into making the cars wreck..He comes up with some interesting (and humanly possible) ways to destroy a car. So I guess he teaches me, I laugh and act like a 3 year old. Fun!

M O
M O R
M O R N I N G W O O D
(A LITTLE LOUDER)
M O
M O R
M O R N I N G W O O D
(A LITTLE HARDER!)
M O
M O R
M O R N I N G W O O D
(LET'S GO0
TO THE NTH DEGREE!!


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