My pillowbook.

I guess this is my pillowbook.-insert scary smile here-

I should be in bed asleep. But I’m not, obviously. Instead I’m writing this because I had a brain fart and I don’t want tomorrow to come.

Do you know why? Because I have sport tomorrow. We’re doing gymnastics. I’m tall. I don’t bend that way.

So, I’m utterly obsessed with Anime and Manga, okay? I got the Fruits Basket anime series on the weekend and noticed that the guy who does Yuki’s voice sounds like a paedophile. I mentioned this to my friend and she agreed. But she didn’t laugh. Which was kinda disappointing because that was the reaction I was hoping for. I’m eating cornchips, which is a stupid idea because I’m already really unfit from eating so much chocolate over Easter and I have netball training tomorrow, so I’m most likely going to collapse.

The house next to mine got demolished today, and the night before my dad said that it was riddled with Asbestos and that we should lock all the windows and such so that it didn’t get in. I forgot about it until this morning when I woke up, and frantically ran around the house closing all the doors and windows because I didn’t want to die of Asbestos poisoning. Turns out he was joking. I will never trust him again.

My friends and I are pretty random sometimes, and I have one friend who is extremely aggressive. Like me.

Said friend was talking about the guy she liked and my other friend said how ugly he was.

Sim: He’s so cute!

Remy: No. He’s not. He’s horrible-looking.

Sim: Stop bagging my man!

Me: He’s like half your height. He can’t be your man.

Sim: So you’re saying that I’m his man?

Enough said.

I’m vair vair tired and I’m actually struggling to form coherent thoughts. I think that means I should go.