Hola, mi tazza pastels! How are you? (No, really, how are you?) Up to anything exiting? Staying out of trouble? I hope so... Anyway, if not, then shame on you. Hehe:-)
(You know, I think I'm really starting to turn into Dora. I'm staring at this screen, waiting for you all to answer me.)
Anyhoo...as today is the start of a holliday weekend, work was deadville. Apparently no-one wants to come into an animal shelter on a beautiful day, to visit the kitties. It was sad. I did get to scrub cat pee out of the walls. My hands still smell like Pine-Sol. That was not fun.
A while ago, I was watching 'The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew Mysteries', and I am getting so annoyed with them.
How many girls are the boys going to chase after/kiss in this show? Also, how many boys, (Incuding Frank Hardy) , is Nancy drew going to 'fall in love' with?
She has such long nails, I wonder how she even buttons her jeans. Bright red nails, that I wonder how she can even button her jeans.
I'm glad I was never in that show, I don't think I could've survived the kissing all the time.
I'm sorry this turned into a rant, but thats what I felt like, so thats what I wrote. Ha. Ha.
I'd better go practice my guitar, just to annoy my mom, so adiós!
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Non-FictionI don't really know where to start, but I guess I just need a way to practice my typing, so here goes... This is my journal.
