the way you describe coffee is actually what you think of sex. woah! lack of punctuation! exclamation marks are fun. these keys are like really really plutterly (is that even a word)?? a dude i need a new space bar. bread., bread bread. makes my life no, my world go round. that french loaf with poure butter---nana told me that pure butter is so much better than margarine, because those other 'fat spreads' are filled with PLASTIC!! oh myyy! i've been eating plastic all my life. phone just lit up---probvably laylah telling me im so cool :P) ha. jokes. okay manyyy spelling errors. maybe i should just leave them and not eit them at the end of this blog. yes, althoughmy hand/finger cant stop automatically going fr the backspace button. dam. grrr. birds. why birds?? oh my brothers voics, cute cheeks, really cute, i want to eat them---actually avashni always wanted to eat them..with a teaspoon. homo. no, wrong word....ummm...brain= dead. cant think. mylittle magical SPIRIT catcher is staring at me. oh...basically i told my brother that wheneerv you find a place/time you're incerdbi;y happy, you should open the/pop the cork open and capture that moment, then when you're feeling sad, you should iopen it and let all the happineess float around you. oishould be a writer someday-you're probably thinking---no the hell not, no---okay,m well, this is stream of consoucneess i definitely spelt that wrong...hm. okay i resally want bolognaise now, i attempted pasta earlier on..it was a FAIL, with like all capital letters. i tried this basicbasic mac and cheese. turned out as mac & a blob of hard cheese stuck together. i literally had to take a few bites of macaroni then a bite of cheese. ahh my life a s a pasta chef will never prevail. oakay, is ten minutes up yet. people screaming in the passage, footsteps. growling, suckers, dogs, haichiko, ahhh i cried., what a movie. rapist rapist in my house. okay dont get any ideas, its nothing crime/serious related. okay, well nevermind. its my mind. kreukels va die brein. poetry exam today---afrikaans poetry that is---it was so easy(i could hug mev o'reilly in the exam--but i refrained..) okaydo i close brackets. woa. losing my mind. headache setting in. shit shit shit, okay now iwant to say fuck. just beacuse i can! because its my mi9nd. hahaha.
okay there you have it---my mind in like 5mins.
Jeez, my arms/hands/shouilders ache nowfrom continous typing. typing should really be a lesson at school these days--i would get full marks :) yeah!
okay i am going now--to eat some bread. mmm.
