*le sigh*.. Okayu. My favourite word has mysteriously changed to slut-tard.. dunno why.. but yeh. I have a story for you all and it's as funny as hell.. but after the story, I'mma 'describe/complain'.. my parents to you all. After that I'm gonna look for the long lost coffee stash.. Aaand after I fail, I'm going to fall asleep and wake up the next day in wherever the 'refreshing' taste of rubbing alcahol milk and cookies takes me.
Ok. Motherly story.
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Meh. The adventure begins when my little brother (really little brother) goes to my mum and dad's room to ask if he can sleep in their nice squishy-matress bed in the middle of the night. Yes, very soft and very queen-sized... because they can't afford king *cough cough*.. or maybe perhaps they wanted a bigger space to run and jump in their room. ninja .. Yes.. run and jump.. disturbing. Anyway, my mum --if you're wondering why I don't spell mum/mom like some of you, it's because I live in Australia. Yes I am a Fizzie.. (Filipino-Australian)-- walked him to his room and didn't bother turning the lights on.
Since the lights weren't on and she was walking around very sleepily, she forgot about and didn't see the door she had opened. When she walked closer to the bedroom, she saw a black (let's say dark so that people don't sue me for thinking I'm racist.. all the time) dark figure.. NO NO! YOU HAVE THE WRONG IDEA!!! gonk gonk .. Just read on.. it's almost over.
Thinking it was my dad, who often would scare her in this hour of the night if he found out she was awake, she screamed to try and make his plan backfire while at the same time, putting her hands on what she thought was it's shoulders.
She ended up finding that she had tried to pounce on a door which on it was her shadow. This huntingness woke my dad up then woke my brother up while I slept.
Yes.
Now stage Two.
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AWWWHMOIFRIGGENGAWWSH..they're obsessive and my mum didn't share any ice cream with me because she thought I was sick. gonk
My dad lectures me about everything.. about being fat so you grow thinner later (that doesn't make any sense.. neutral ).. to breaking car keys to political issues. neutral neutral neutral gonk gonk
And my brother won't stop pretending to be a pokemon or atleast speak human!! burning_eyes burning_eyes wahmbulance gonk gonk gonk
Anyway, I can't be bothered to go deeper because it's almost midnight and last night I slept at 3 which made me sleepy....... Sorry.. I can't make sense now so yehz. Goo-night. ninja heart
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This one home, had an awesomely big spa in the master bedroom, and my mum jumped on the edge and started walking around it like a little kid.
Mothers. gonk
Ill continue.
I left....and I heard her scream. Scream. LOUDLY. She had looked up and above the spa was a mirror....she almost fell off the egde.
Man...if I were her I'd scream everytime I saw myself too.