Yes, I'm alone. A few hours ago, my dad and sister went to Blacktown to pick my mom up after her pedicure. She goes to one of those Filipino salons that I am not fond of. All they do is gossip and
I downloaded the whole Mannequin movie off YouTube, as someone really nice (with a lot of time on their hands) uploaded it in nine parts. I've just finished part four. This movie is so cheesy but I love it.
I had a dream about Ryan Key the other night. It was rather bizarre, I answered the phone at my grandma's house and he was informing me that I had won a PlayStation2. He was asking why I didn't sound excited and I told him seeing him would be a better prize. Then I did, we hung out at some house, and he flirted with some girl right in front of me. Not nice. It was just really weird, and earlier in the dream Nick Carter was doing some promotional shoot in a Woolworths parking lot. WEIRD. I liked the other dream I had (earlier in the week) better. I had light pink and light blue hair. It was mad.
Now all these Yellowcard songs keep playing on iTunes, and it's on shuffle. I swear I'm not meddling. Ahhhh Ryan Key is so hot. But I dislike smokers.
Breakfast: air
Lunch: Cheeseburger Happy Meal
Dinner: Maybe I'll have some spicy noodles
Dessert: I'm thinking the Neopolitan ice-cream that's left in the freezer
Supper: Will be the fish and chips and calamari my parents will take home for me