right. so... yesterday night, felicia and i had a rather interesting conversation. i decided that i needed to improve my chinese if i'm too survive school next year. therefore, i made felicia converse with me in chinese. yes. in chinese. and only chinese. doubtless, it made a very funny conversation since i have absolutely no idea how to say half the things i can say in english.
it worked for a while. we talked about 雄哥's cooking... and how she probably pulled the insides of squirrels out herself. and when i said squirrel in english, felicia thought i said jiro. and so, i took the opportunity to describe in detail how 雄哥 would gut jiro and serve him to 盟主 (炎亚纶)who loves her cooking. when they showed a close up of 雄哥's cooking in 终极一家,i thought it looked rather... unique. i will not say bad things about things that 炎亚纶 likes.
because of that, we fought for a while... and ignored each other on the phone while typing away furiously in msn trying to blame each other. in the end, (i have a sudden urge to say "only kindness matters"... blame it on jewel) we decided it was neither's fault. the fault lay on... jiro, the squirrel and 雄哥. all we had to do was apply a little of our own philosophy on this... problem.
after a while, chickenAKAbrandon, joined the conversation. and now, thanks to him, i am DUCK. felicia is FLAMINGO. which is what celeste has been calling her all along. i guess she was right, after all.
it was a rather interesting conversation with chicken. he was rather vocal. thereby screaming a lot. but i still think it went rather well.
according to felicia, her mom bought brandon a chicken bedsheet today thanks to her. apparently, there weren't any bedsheets with flamingo and/or duck prints. people these days do NOT know how to appreciate flamingoes and ducks. i prefer the old days. when they actually took the trouble to breed us. now, they just make us in labs... at least... i think they do... do they? no? ah well. they still don't appriciate us. i mean... you see chicken printed bedsheets everywhere. but do you see flamingo and/or duck printed bedsheets? i sure don't. maybe i just shop in the wrong place. blech.
oh yes. i just remembered. towards the end of our conversation, i kept on calling brandon "dear". it freaked him out. good.
gillian still hasn't come online. she owes me a tag. hmph. she can't find the tagboard, she says.
i just realised that isabel's blog really is stagnant. that's too bad. :(
but justina's isn't :D
i'm bored still.
someone stay up with me.
i feel lonely at night.
no one online...
except the jellyfish that sometimes come out and play with me...
they are technicoloured.
i'm still lonely at night.
those are fragments of my imagination.
to replace the people that aren't there.
at least...
i think they are.
:(
-youLEFTmeWITHOUTanotherWORD-
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