i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

karung guni man.

i remember them from when i was a tot.id get all revved up hearing him honk his horn cause i know somebody in the house mustve someting to sell.then i'll take the money since im cute and have this 'pretty please may i?' face.haha.but i did also get the normal threat of being sold if i was being naughty.heh.

BUT.

now that im growing and have access to sleeping late,i dislike the karung guni man.he wakes me up every single morning.like really now,do you have to seriously honk where my bedroom window is at?huh huh huh?im sleeping know?gah.and my tiny nose has this thing it does.like i cant disturb it if i want to go back to sleep.cause if i do,which is usually the case,i'll sneeze and no matter how i try,i wont sleep.it's sorta telling me i disrupted its sleep so now it's awake and wants to stay like that.

oh God.i am becoming paranoid.i hope i dont lose friends for this.haha.

right.so im awake and smelly cause i havent bathed.and yes i know it's past 5.and i dont care.but i need to bathe cause i can smell myself and oh i can smell my neighbour's cooking.haha.talking about cooking i havent eaten.well i had bread.haha.but im not hungry.maybe the rain filled my tummy with raindrops and rainbows.i hope it doesnt feed me thunders and lightning.

oh shucks.im bored.

i should think by now nadd has seen all of jeff dunham's vids on youtube.and the time she finally gets bored,she'll quit saying SILENCE!i kill you.haha.then she'll prolly go back to britney spears in meet the spartans.and laila's driving in the rain.dont forget to turn on the windsheild wiper and dont close your eyes.haha.

minor meltdown major heartache;