Even though you might see this post posted supposedly in the afternoon or whatever, it's really 2 in the morning. This is due to my messed up laptop time thingy. Seriously, whenever I try to change the time, system preferences lags then dies on me. I've killed too many already.
Do you ever get the feeling of being tired but you can't sleep? It's like your body's tired but you can't drift off into dream land. Agh.
Ho hum.
Hum ho.
Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go.
I never really understood Snow White. I mean the queen wants to kill her because she's the fairest of them all. One day I'm gonna force the queen to play frisbee in the hot sun then she'd be tan like toast bread.
Why the heck am I talking about Snow White? I know people call me weird but even I know I'm not this weird.
La dee la.
I can't think straight man. Just now I could command my thoughts properly but now I'm talking Snow White.
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The frogs in my pond are croaking.
You know, the first time my family heard them when we first moved in, we thought it was some huge monster birds because our frogs don't just go like : croooak. croooak.
They sound more like : mowaaaaakwaaaaaakwaaakwaaakk.
or crokakakaaaaaaakaaaa.
My sisters and I were really freaked out that night until about later that week when we found frogs in our pond and threw them over our wall (to the neighbours heh.) , that we thought it might be them. If you ever sleep over at my house, don't be alarmed at our frogs.
Last time, I couldn't sleep with our Frog Choir singing ballads to each other. They're not the ideal music you'd want to hear or anything close to the frogs in Meet the Robinsons, but now I think it'd be harder for me to fall asleep without them. I guess it's the same way I can fall asleep even when I'm listening to rock music in my iPod. It's like a background noise which you hear in your head which you kinda embraces you and makes you sleep.
And now I'm talking about frogs.
Maybe I need to sleep now. I might write more about London later today.
Nights or morning or ragh..you know what I mean.
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