COREEN again. to postflood.

i went to gym with mommy this morning!
and i did something called the Pectoral Fly, which increases the chest muscles.
my mom sez if i keep doing that my boobs will become hard.

AHHAHHHHH.
like i have any, mom.

my sistah is being weird and irritating.
she made iced coffee for me.
and purposely forgot to add in suger ):
oh wellies i could do with a caffeine hit.
NOT a sugar hit.
i had 100% sugar-free Weeta-Bix bars this morning.
no fats, no sodium, no trans-fat, nothing.

tasted pretty much like cardboard.
or maybe pencil shavings?
my mother had some Almond mousse cake-thingey.
fatty bombom!

cassandra wants my pencil!
hahahh the nicey pink one, because it writes rlly well!
well, that's bullshite.
but just that when you use that pencil it gives you a, erm,
WRITING-HIGH.

and i told her no, you cant have it.
she took my beloved No Brainer Lee Wei Ba testube from my pencil case and started knocking my head with it.
and i screamed duuuuhhhhh.

"YOU WILL BREAK IT LAH, IDIOT!"

"IF BREAK, YOUR HEAD WITH BREAK FIRST RIGHT!!!!"

cassandra the complete cow.