Thy morn approaches, thy sun is out. Thee idiotic alarm machinery belting thy rythmic poem written by a boy-band.
Nah, I'm not going all Shakespeare on you. Or should I *laughs evilly and does the Dr. Evil finger thingy*.
Anyway, today is Saturday and I'm going shopping. By the way, I am the shopping type, I am a 'girly-girl'.
My mum finds this awesome that her daughter is that kind of type. So she gave me a credit-card that I can use as much as I want.
I started walking to the Plaza so I can get my daily exercise. When I reached Penrith Plaza, I saw Elsa standing by Ice. She was talking to somebody, "Hey girl, watcha doing?'' dragging out the 'doing' like Isabella in Phineas and Ferb. Elsa didn't quite hear so I went with the Plan B, I looked at where I was "OMG, is that Katy Perry standing next to the Frozen poster!'' Automatically I caught her looking for the Katy Perry poster when she spotted me (or I should say 'Katy Perry') she started glaring, unfortunately for her she isn't very intimidating...
I start walking when she keeps giving me the 'death-stare', it is actuslly really adorable! "Sup? Hey who's this?'' Gesturing to the person she was talking to; she looked around the age of 35, she had a curvy figure, bright blue eyes and a deep brown hair.
Elsa hesitated before saying. "Har, I need to tell you something, you might want to sit down for this..." She gestured to a café called 'Random Café'. That's original...
"That person, she's my Aunt from England she owns a lot of homes there. Harmony, I'm moving to London.." She said tears brimming her beautiful golden orbs.
I, on the other hand must look like a wreck, with my hair fuzzy after my fingers hurriedly combing it to the mascara pouring down my rosy cheeks or my eyes that were once full of life now doesn't have a speck of happiness hidden in its deep green orbs. But I didn't care the one thing on my mind was,
What am I going to do?
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I'm not going to write these notes all the time. I just wanted to say that the reason why I don't usually give a good description of people is because, eg; let's say there's a handsome man and I say my POV on attractiveness you may have a didn't view on attractive people so I keep the descriptions as best as I can.
~Rose~
