Shirt of free-ness

That title is a catastrophic failure. Anyway, today, (or rather yesterday), I won a shirt in the YouTuber Tobuscus’ daily challenge. This made me feel happy, and I then felt the need to come here and tell nobody what I did. Incidentally, the comment that won me the shirt was in fact:

“Who needs shirts? I don’t wear them anyway.”

This earned me a shirt, presumably so that I do not get arrested for indecent exposure. Thanks for my clothing. No, really.

(This is a very secret secret that I am writing now. I do wear clothes really. I was just grumpy that I never got a shirt before. But the shirt made me happy.)

 

 

RAWR

Today I went to the zoo.

Yeah.

There were lots of regular zoo animals, like lions and tigers, and MEERKATS. I was rather disappointed that they were not wearing little velvet smoking jackets and smoking cigars. That was a letdown. But I drew the line when my father spoke to them, NOT in a Russian accent. I mean come on. Everyone knows that you can’t NOT speak to a meerkat in their native language?

 

=O

Why hasn’t my lovely picture shown up?

There was a lovely picture of  some fruit, that made me feel hungry.

I don’t want to change the layout! I like it. It’s awesome. I mean, it has lines on it and everything.

What more could you want?

 

The Fruit Bowl Of Death

There are some things that I like. I like capital letters, grammatically correct things, reading and doing nothing for sustained periods of time. That is fun. I also like playing chess. As there is no-one in my house that I can play against, I play against the computer. This can get rather tedious, so today I found a chess set and played against myself. It’s quite rewarding. You always win.

As the title of this is about fruit, here is a gratuitous picture of some fruit.

Nom nom nom. I also like fruit, but only when the moment is appropriate, and there is no chocolate nearby.

 

*hides*

There are window cleaners cleaning the window. I am hiding behind the desk. Window cleaners are scary.

 

An Example of my Superior Intelligence.

Well, earlier today, I checked my exam timetable. It said that I had a Spanish exam this afternoon. I arrive at school, and I see nobody who does Spanish. At all.

So, after much searching, I find one of my friends. I ask her if she knows where anyone is, and she then says, a tad breezily, “Oh, isn’t that exam tomorrow?”

So I go and check. Sure enough, it is tomorrow. That was VERY embarrassing. Well done, you genus child! You will certainly pass all of your exams!

But, it is really my fault for:

1. Writing the wrong date down, and 2. Not wearing my glasses when reading the correct one.

 

Hmmm…

After much (no) thought, I have decided that there will maybe never be any pictures of me, as I hate pictures a HUGE amount. My new excuse for running from cameras is that in some cultures, they believe that every time they have a picture taken, it takes away a piece of their soul. I like that. My soul is small enough already, thanks. No pictures please, I am feeling rather attatched to my soul today.  I like it. I think I will keep it.

 

What am I doing with my life?

I should probably be doing something else right now, something constructive maybe? But no! I am in fact starting a blog. Well done Matilda, well done. This will really stop you failing all of your exams, won’t it? Can you see how low you are sinking? You are sat on the floor, typing into Mustapha, and being sarcastic to yourself. Oh dear me.