First night in new house. Really happy with the way room turned out. Just waiting on artwork for above the bed and it’ll be finished.
Oh dear god it’s happening
Dad is about to cancel the Internet! Moving to new house (in the backyard) and has come time to move the net over, only problem is we need to change providers or have to have entire brand new driveway dug up for access.
I get you need to switch dad but does it have to be Friday afternoon? That’s the entire weekend at least without the Internet. And as a socially retarded person who spends most of her time in her room that is torture.
Who knew I could make a debate about abortion funny…
The only bad part is I had the topic of death and complications. Nothing funnier then explaining how the old coat hanger works.
But we totally won so it’s all good.
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
Time to get ready for netball, yay!!!
We’re in the finals… boo! We’re possibly the only team who don’t want to be in the finals.
Will be leaving this competition as soon as we finish the season, so loosing the finals is good.
Can’t stand the umpire and her inability to enforce rules, apparently the GD can lay his hand on and tap the ball as GS is trying to shoot. Touching the ball with at least a metre to the back net is over a third. Interlocking someone’s arm and swinging them around isn’t contact. And games can be won by accident when she forgets the score and doesn’t add any goals the other team scored in a quarter.
Oh insportz Knox we shan’t miss you at all.
