Hello, my lovelies.
MUAHAHAHA.
I don’t know either.
I have just finished my English midterm final, and now I’m lip syncing in the middle of the upstairs are of my homeschool co-op/church/IT’S A BUILDING to Florence + the Machine. It’s fun. Not that it’s any different from what I usually do here.
I will not be seeing my classmates for a month and a half, I THINK. I’m not sure how exactly how long our winter wreak is, but it’s super long. Don’t worry though, I’m not just not doing English for that long. I’ll be reading my literature group books. And all that.
Okay, I think I’ve covered the rambling component of what I associate with my blog, what’s next? Hm. Hmm. Hmmm.
HEYHEYHEY, guess what? I had a Christmas party with my friends yesterday, whom (have I used that correctly?) I adore, and that was brilliantly fun, and thank you, Mom, for hosting that. Essentially, we did a lot yelling and screaming and laughing and singing along to Broadway and Christmas songs. ‘Twas excellent.
Oh, I like that girl’s coat. Ooooh, it’s pretty. It’s all red and pea coat-y and big, black button-y. Oooh, pretty.
Hey! The Doctor’s coat is lovely too! You know, the long overcoat one that’s all formal and beautifully amazing? Yes, you know what I’m talking about. Isn’t it gorgeous?!
TARDIS!
HOGWARTS! I really want to take a Charms class from Professor Flitwick. Charms sounds so fun. And Neville! I wanna take a class from Professor Longbottom! And MCGONAGALL!
I really want to know where my letter is. It should have been here two years ago. Harrumph.
-sings Florence + the Machine-
Okay, even though I will have nil to do after I post this, I will post it because it’s getting long and random and silly and I’m going to start being boring really soon. So. Um. Bye.
Wow, I really don’t have anything to do. Hm.
Bye for real this time.
Hahaha, my nails are painted red. In the UK sometimes people call nail polish nail varnish instead. I want to call it that too, kind of, but I don’t think anyone will know what I’m talking about. Well, unless they’re some weird Anglophile like, what? Who? Me?
I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Okay, bye. You’re distracting me from all the important things I have to do.
