Drama in Janes room!
Im having serious chambre problems. My bed, is a right funkwit. It creaks, every movement I make, I can hear it! And it awoke me from a great dream this morrow. I was having a party, having a jolly good time. Rory O Rourke was there. Whoever he is. (¬_¬) Aaaaand, last night when I stood up on my bed and put my foot at the bottom of it so I could reach my stereo to turn it off [Listening to The Shins~ Red Rabbit] and the whole freaking mattress just flipped up and sent me flying downwards. It prolly looked quite amusante, but sadly there was no one there to vois it. Just me and many piles of clothing and books.
I also hate my dog now. She ate Louis' book that I was storing in my book "stack" [A pile of books I have recently read, taht I have borrowed off someone, or from the library. ], so I had to buy him a new one. I may as well have bought myself a copy of it from the freaking start! I dont care if shes a puppy, she pisses me off something mental.
Gah.
Folly on, ma hard rocking amigos!
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