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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I Am A Hooligan, You Are A Hooligan.. And He Is Just Whyling!

Dearest Darlingest Readers,
I am currently sitting in Delci's highschool's library working on her essay and blogging obviously. I would be at home cleaning but my dad decided to Whyl out at us. Which, in retarded terms means FREAKING OUT! (For no reason)
Delci and i were just minding our own business, daning around to music and whatnot in my back yard because it is such a marvie day, when he comes storming out, demanding to know our age, even though he knows exactly how old we are...(And Delci kindly pointed out that she was 18 and he flipped his wig and yelled " i know how old you are." which is awfully confusing, because what is the point in asking then... and after all that he said "are you guys seven?" which we clearly are not.. as what kind of seven year old has BOLDERS like Delci and i?...HA That is a very good question if i do say so myself!) ... anyway i did not enjoy his fit at all. So we packed up our music and got into the car and drove here, as Delci had to go to class anyhow. But i guess the moral to this story is that people above the age of 18 are not allowed to have fun in my dads opinion. What-EVER i cant be bothered, that is why i have run away to here, and i shall never ever return... until tomorrow probably... gah he CHEESES me!!
On another note, you may have noticed that i have typed alot today! and that is because of the fact that i am a fast typer again as i have removed the false nails. Sadly though my underneath nail is very ugly and crippled. I need a nail wheel chair, although i dont think that has been invented yet. I cant bother myself with inventing things. I am far to busy dancing my life away on picnic tables here and there, and enduring fits from my Vati... who i have to say... is becoming one of the elderly insane!
Anyway lovies, i am now probably going to start Delcis essay on Hamlet, as i am a good writer, and she is also my besty, and if she doesnt get it done then it is unlikely we will be able to enjoy our evening.... which would be a shame.

Love Always

SmartyPants xo

P.s. Below is an updated list of my summer "Bucket List."

1. Get a summer job
2. Act in a play
3. Karaoke at a bar
4. Get my own place
5. Road trip to guelph (again)
6. Clubbing in London
7. Clubbing in Toronto
8. Volunteer or work at television or radio station
9. Ride a horse
10. Go to Port Burwell Beach
11. Go to Grand Bend Beach
12. Sing at an open mic night
13. Go to a musical or play
14. Get a new pet
15. Go to a pool party
16. Have a bonfire
17. Go to a bonfire
18. Build a bear
19. Picnic
20. Go to the African Lion Safari
21. Go Camping
22. Watch a meteor shower
23. Sleep under the stars
24. Sleep on the trampoline
25. Play soccer
26. Play Basketball
27. Play imaginary baseball
28. Play baseball
29. Water Balloon Fight
30. Water gun fight
31. Go to Nana and papas cottage
32. Swim Across nana and papas lake
33. Cliff jump
34. Ride on the back of a motorcycle
35. Go on a boat
36. Go on a bike trail
37. Go to a small diner in a small town for breakfast
38. Cards Tournament
39. Catch fireflies
40. Play in the rain
41. Dance in the rain
42. Save the park
43. Play hop scotch
44. Play with chalk
45. Blow bubbles
46. Go to the local folk festival
47. Go to the movies with my brothers
48. Go to the drive in near my town
49. Go to the drive in near london
50. Colour with crayons
51. Read a book and then watch the movie
52. Make freezer popsicles
53. Camping in the back yard
54. Back yard party at Delcis moms
55. Kayak in the river
56. kayak in the lake
57. backflip off a diving board
58. Make a new friend
59. Have a song session in the park
60. Go roller Blading
61. Watch fireworks
62. Watch a parade
63. Bake cookies
64. "Jam" with other musicians
65. Nap in the backyard
66. Fly a kite
67. Walk through a forrest
68. Write a song
69. Teach myself guitar
70. Dance on a table (April 21 2010, Erins Backyard on the picnic table)
71. Cuddle under the stars
 

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