I don’t know if it is bad luck or I am just suddenly accidental prone but in the last three days, I have gotten injuries on my middle finger on my left hand. The first injury was due to a paper cut that tore the skin off right under my nail and the other injury was from some scissors after I was cutting off a zip lock lol and then the first injury was made even worse when I got another paper cut on top of it. I do not know why this is happening right now, especially since the other day I was discussing getting my nail done with my sister. But now, my middle finger is hurting and could probably use some pampering. I haven’t had any injuries for a long time apart from small scratches. I hope they heal really soon so I can start thinking what to do with my hands.
On the plus side, if someone asks about it (and I don’t like them lol) I can shamelessly give them the middle finger!
I once had a fish named Freckles
He loved nothing more than doing heckles
Once the dog said: “Why are you so tiny?”
Freckles replied: “What’s it to you, Whiny?”
The cat once told him he is about to be eaten
Freckles stared him down, he wasn’t about to be beaten
He got out of the fish tank and clapped his fins
He walked towards Tommy the Cat and gave a devilish grin
We haven’t seen the cat in years but we found his third paw
Inside Freckles fish tank sitting there with his nails from his claw
Freckles was using them to clean his teeth and scratch his ass
The parrot stopped talking, Freckles must have given him some sass
One day, Freckles went all green and he got bigger and bigger
Then we saw the rat climb on his fish tank and pull the trigger
Of the plug, the water began to be drained until Freckles was on the floor
Soon, my dear Freckles was face to face with the slightly strained toilet door
My sister lifted it up and down went Freckles in the swirly, murky toilet water
Then she started screaming as the lid lifted up and something sharp caught her
There stood a scaly beast that reached the roof and its eyes looked at us two
I promise you, my reader, this story is one hundred percent, absolutely true!
So I have a now have a full grown CROCODILE named Freckles
He ate my sister but he is really good at heckles.
Did you read that comment on your post?
From a random stranger from across the coast
They said you are a joke and look fake
Oh sorry, did they make a mistake?
Why did you delete it, the person is online
Wait did you block them, are you feeling fine?
Wow your blocked list is pretty full
Why do you look like a raging bull?
Sorry, did that offend you, well its true
Damn, you’re so immature, did you really block me too?
I’m not a social butterfly but where have you been?
Girl, please take your face out of that screen
You remove and delete posts you don’t want to see
So you can continue acting like a total wanna-bee
If you can’t take criticisms well tough for you
Now you are acting like you don’t have a clue
People will say things that you don’t like
Time to walk away and take a hike
Get some fresh air and just embrace
You cannot keep clicking the button: ERASE
Everyone has an opinion that will come to bite you back
Darling, don’t take this as a personal attack
Just listen to what I’m saying even if you won’t take it in
You keep acting like this and I guarantee you’ll never win
Listen carefully, I will say this nice and slow
Cause I know your blocking finger is ready to go
You have to remember people can say what they will
Girl, log off your account, walk away and CHILL!
Nothing feels so good when you are deleting a lot of spam emails and being able to scroll down to the bottom at a blink of an eye and right back to the top again. I thought now that university is over I need to do some clearing up in all my email inboxes as they are filled with so much junk that it is about time I let it breathe. There are also a lot of emails which I have been meaning to delete but just ended up forgetting about them lol. But now, I have been using my computer a lot, I thought it is about time that I cleared out some stuff I no longer need to make space for more emails from work and bills and things that “grown-ups” have to sort out and pay for.
Wish me luck!
Ice Cream is the best solution for any situation. When it is hot, you eat ice cream. When you are happy and in need of a celebration, eat ice cream. When you are sad and need a pick me up, grab a spoon and scoop out half a tub of ice cream. When you are angry and need to vent, grab all the ice cream you can and soon your anger will melt away.
When it is hot, you eat ice cream. When you are happy and in need of a celebration, eat ice cream. When you are sad and need a pick me up, grab a spoon and scoop out half a tub of ice cream. When you are angry and need to vent, grab all the ice cream you can and soon your anger will melt away. Ice cream is the best dessert to have after any meal. Ice cream is the best thing to eat for no apparent reason. Eat Ice cream just because you want to is a good enough reason to eat the whole tub. Whatever flavour takes your fancy, just keep scooping some in your mouth. Or if you want to be elegant about it, use a cone (which has also different types) or a bowl or even better save some dishwashing liquid and water by just eating out of the tub!
Summer is just around the corner (I know I keep saying that cause the weather has been really gloomy again) and more ice cream will fill the fridge and my stomach, so much for a summer diet lol.
I used to have a Pinterest account for my A-Levels art class that we had for one of the modules but back then I wasn’t really into it. I just didn’t get the concept and the whole thing wasn’t really my thing. We used it for one of the modules that had to do with the human anatomy and so I used it to collect brain images and create boards about body types which then led to a psychological project about the human mind on body image. I tried to create some more random boards as a personal hobby but it didn’t stick and it was just time-consuming.
But now that I have more time on my hands and my sister said I should give it another go, I have decided to take up Pinteresting again lol. So far, there have been a lot of quotes collecting and a lot of Once Upon A Time pictures sourced (especially OutlawQueen). I don’t really know if I can carry on with it on a consistent basis but I am sure in between jobs and doing chores and when I am super bored I will be able to full through the Pinterest rabbit hole and probably never reappear again!
A little tale about a tale about ants that my mother told me…
We woke up to an ant infestation. My little sister, Bea was panicking because the ants are trying to attack her by crawling on her arm. She was also annoyed and distressed that ants are invading her playhouse and she doesn’t understand where they are coming from. I told her its okay and we were just going to vacuum them up later because I still need to make breakfast. I left her there and soon she was screaming again because she wanted to go to the kitchen but her path was blocked by a dozen ants walking back and forth looking for stray crumbs or bits of fluff they are able to carry to their undiscovered home. I had to help her across so she can go to the kitchen but was, of course, met with the dilemma of crossing the same line to go back into the living room again. Anyways, I finished making breakfast and Bea was eager to report the ant infestation to my mum who had just come down the stairs. My mum told her that it’s okay and that once breakfast is finished we will sort it out.
*cue moral story about ants*
While we were having breakfast, my mum just randomly said that she felt sorry for the ants because they are being killed. She said that the ants are so cold in the winter that they hibernate under the soil just so they can survive and once summer comes around the soil will be too hot and just like people they want to enjoy the hot weather but instead people are trying to kill them by vacuuming them up or drowning them with wet wipes or water (which is really sad if you really think about it). This got me thinking about the little ants’ feelings and how we need to let them enjoy their summer holidays too (although they did eat the lemon cake and have been hanging around and on the dining room table for 2 weeks now).
So, the moral of the story is that ants shouldn’t be killed because they have lives and (families) too, so they deserve a little break… unless they start eating the food again then that is when I draw the line!