LA! LA! LA!

La! I am way way way past my bedtime, because I am usually a very good girl, and now I am DRUNK on night air!! LA!!

It has come to my attention that in his spare time, Meow Meow fluffs out his furry paws and HUNTS on little flies. Then he squashes them with his pretty paws, while they flutter restless Flutters of DEATH on the floor, and then he eats them! The other day, I saw him playing with the carcass of a cockroach as well. Meow Meow is a hunting genius! And he is very strong! Today he was playing with this little wooden rod which was really heavy!

Mm. Exclamation mark count is at nine. I don't feel very normal. But who would after spending a whole night staring at little tables and talking about non-existant experiments? Pray pray pray tell!

This year's vacation plans are very exciting.

MUMMY: Oh! Let us go to China, the lands of our ancestors, where your grandfather, who is distantly related to MAO, resides. Oh, lets go and exploit the underpaid and overworked workers in the greatest commmunist country ever!
DADDY: Oh! Come to America! Let us go to a little river called Santa Maine (??), accompanied by your little evil screeching stepsister. Or we could go to NYC, and get mugged on the streets. Oh, come come! Sell your soul and sense of decency, come smile and be nice, and I shall reward you with pretty cash and even prettier clothes!
MEOW MEOW: Go go go! Go to your pretty little places, and leave me in the care of heartless pet-sitters. Go stay in pretty hotels and stare at pretty clothes, while I am kept in a little cage, overfed and under-washed, my precious eyes watering because, oh oh oh, NO ONE LOVES ME.

Mm. Yes. I am very stressed. I want a properly long holiday, when I can go out and binge, both physically and spiritually. I need decent food! I need decent books! I need decent entertainment! I need heels and earrings and I need to feel URBAN!

(: Do you have the feeling that I am exactly back where I started? This is actually a very good thing, because last year I couldn't bear to be seen, and somehow now I can't pull myself away. LA! LA! LA!

CROSS

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(Point) Oh! Look! There is a hot cross bun!

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Oh! I am so hot.
On the zebra cross.
There is a...

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I am currently physically and emotionally exhausted. So many if not exciting, interesting things have been happening and I am simply too tired to react respond to them. I am very funnily blank, which is not a good sign. Perhaps the vinegar has seeped through my skin and burnt holes in my vital organs. However, I am appeased by the fact that I have finally been blessed by the Goddess of Fertility.

Today was World Book Day, which is so cool! I cannot believe one class did Good Omens! But instead of participating in Fun and Exciting activities, I spent the entire school day missing meals and rushing around on the track. This has made me very very tired and very intolerant towards some people who simply say too much and show too much skin.

Well. Meow Meow has been very adorable lately. He follows me around the house and attempts to jump into the kitchen at appropriate intervals. And yes, everyone wants him. Well. LIFE.

Do you know there is a song that goes like this?

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I'd still be on my feet

Now. What exactly is holy wine? JUDAS JUDAS! BREAD BREAD! MIDDLE EASTERN PEOPLE! ACE YOUNG!

Meow Meow

Look at Meow Meow my Supreme Love!

And Meow Meow my Supreme Love looking like a TOY!

And Meow Meow with my BANANA!!

You know, I get the strong feeling that Meow Meow is going to make me the most popular person on earth. Oh Meow Meow my Supreme Love! School sucks and everything sucks, but you are my one big spot of incandescent white HOPE!!

Mm. I feel like this year is really really hectic and sometimes I get so depressed, but sometimes I think that I am so much better this year. Well. I need books books books! I have Son of a Witch with me and its just lying there on the couch. ):

Oh god. Everything is so banal when Meow Meow is above my un-pretty words. I'll just stare I think.

MEOW

Just now Meow Meow my Supreme Love climbed up the little square grids on the window. I worry for his health and sanity, because he is white and impeccable and brilliantly incandescent like, well, nightfire.

Today in class, I was floating around and performing Chinese Dance with my belt when the Social Studies teacher walked into class. Yesterday in class, the Physics teacher screamed at us in a surprisingly funny and thoughtless manner. The day before yesterday in class, I stared at vinegar and baking powder and played with little scotchtape roles. The day before the day before yesterday in class, I very nearly lost my patience. My life so far this week can essentially be summed up like this, but obviously there is so much more in anyone of us. And you can read this as a form of defense, some crazy delusion brought on by self denial, or as some last ditch attempt to say everything without actually saying anything at all. But. I like to think that I am unique and special. And not everyone says things the same way. I like to think that this comes under my unique writing style. And some things actually don't need to be said.

Well. I certainly meant to be more, er, audience oriented than that, considering that I actually want to Connect with my friends and peers, and to Express my Feelings openly. But, you know, life.

Essentially and intrinsically, it really does not matter. Because I think that my Love and Affection is rather obvious, even if I barely see it. So, I am probably going to say even more irrelevant things, because I suppose I really love you all more than words can say.

This is terrifyingly self-indulgent. But isn't Life just the same?

On a lighter note: ODLA!! HAHAHAHA.