Are you thinking what I'm thinking? I think I am Kn2

But shes so old, eurgh, be gone!

AND LEGAL!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY CUPCAKE GIRL

I shall recite the song I wrote for you when I attempted to appropriate "Skeleton Song" , failing yet still happy:

Georgia you are my friend, but you are so tall
And even though you ate my hair, we still ate cake
And I should've known, that it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
Waiting at the airport,
And its not like I'm letting go of you
But I don't know what to do..ooo

I can't remember the song I wrote for you but it was along those lines.

Halloween- Shoot from Oct. 31st

Meg, the witch and Mog, her cat go off to a wild hallowe'en party with all the other witches. The spell they cast goes off with a BANG!

I love Halloween. It's a day where you can pretend to be interesting yet also go and snoop around peoples houses whilst being able to demand they give you a treat just after you've checked out their interior design. Oh a vase! How nice..schk.

Despite the whole its a "American-scam-to-sell-candy", its still pretty enjoyable. My friend and I spent the whole afternoon getting dressed up as mimes (as mimes make great conversation, like us) to then proceed downstairs to find that we were the only people above seven. So we stated that we dressed up for "the childs fun", we then found ourselves a "token" child who we would take around trick or treating as if to "look after him". Some how some chocolate ended up in our bags by the end of the night and i got to hold Ethan the Pirates hand for the whole night, all in all, pretty enjoyable, and i have a play date all planned.

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ETHAN IS A PIRATE

Lets Bogans be Bygones

First sign of weakness: Rolling the socks right down so as to fit into shoe showing full back of heel, apparently sexy?

First sign of strength unknown: Walking into English class with a bottle on a band around your neck and stating "I got style"

First sign of weakness: Announcing that you're "totally going to ninja his ass" to an audience of astonished by-standers.

The ultimate portrayal of strength: Chasing fellow peers on a wheelie chair around the class with elbows tucked firmly into chest sticking out two fingers on your hand, make odd, crude noises and in the final showdown shouting "FEEL THE MIGHTY WRATH OF TYRANNOSAURUS REX" whilst galloping towards your enemy with extreme force.

Good stuff.