Heeeeeyyyy. (:

Ok, so this evening, daddy, corey, ethan and i went to the seragoon gardens country club for a swim.
MAN, does it need renavation. Ok, so it does have renevation, but it's soo freaking un-nessasary and stupid. Corey, like told me that they put a karaoke room and stuff.

How wrong! LIke, all the apehs and amahs, and youknow, sexy caucasion people go there. LOL.

But uh, like all the old grandma's and grandpa's go there, to eat like dinner or something. And to do water aerobics and stuff lol. XD
And if they install this KARAOKE room, things will be soo screwed. And you know how usually teenagers cut time off their study, and they go to karaoke with their friends.
They'd show up and they'll be like -.-




hahahah. Ok, so anyhoo, we all went swimming,
and since i havent been swimming for,


a long,


LONG time. It was uh paticulary hard for me, OMEGAAA,

my thighs are so-oooo faaaat. D:
I'm like a big ballooned up fish in the water,
uhhh, torture. I MUST. SWIM. MORE. Or i'll be back to the doggy paddle. I mean, it was so-oooo hard for me to stay afloat, like kicking your legs in the water business and stuff WAS. HARD.


GAGGGGG, and uh,when you do the freestyle, you have to kick your legs right. UHH, no-noooo-ooo.
I AM REALLY BAD AT THIS i was thinking that the WHOLE time.

My dad obviously doesnt care about MY PHYSICAL EDUCATION.
But uh, we HARDLY go swimming anymore! And i'm losing my skills.
Corey managed fine cos well, he's finished his lessons.


AND I HAVENT..L.O.L.

Then it triggered to about 6 something,
and then we RUSHED HOME FOR DINNER.



LALALALA.

Moving on,
daddy got me some new clothes from this FRENCH shop today. IDK WHERE OR WHAT SHOP.
The packaging seemed fancy, but du-ohhh.

NO FRICKIN'' WAYY!!
My dad has the WORST FASHION SENSE EVER.EVER.EVER.EVER.

He got me these weird BROWN AND WHITE TIGHTS. Which made me look like a gyspy or something.
And i mean, he told me it was a french shop, and OH I THOUGHT I WAS CONVINCED,

it got worse,
there was some gay green shirt, with butterflies on it,
something you can find in the kiddies selection at ISETAN or something right.

ONCE AGAIN.

FRENCH????!!! Like wth! How can they be so stupid! And french have freaking STYLE, and common sense to look soo soo dorky am i rightt???


He got me some other shirts, some of them were ok,
and two flimspy skirts, which daddy LOVED.

HE WAS LIKE ALL "Soo-oo sweet! Now you finally look like a girl!"

me-(flares nostrils).

"OK, UHM, FINETHEN. OH GOSHHH, i'm freaking boiling here, daddy! I'm going to have to take another shower, i-"

Daddy-" OH GOSH, JUST WEAR THE SKIRT."


GRRR.
And he's hard of hearing, i had to the clothes into the laundry to be washed,
so i went back to the toliet to get the skirt,
and he was like "LAURENNNN, SO YOU LIKE THE SKIRTS RIGHT?"

Lauren-"Yess daddy!"

Dad- "Lauren???!!"

Lauren- "YESS DADDY???!!!"

Daddy: "YOU LIKE THE SKIRTS RIGHT?!"

URGH.

Lauren: "YES daddy I LIKE THE SKIRTS."

But you cant like HATE ON HIM forever right? I mean, he actually had the nerve to get us nice clothes, from what he thought would be a GOOOD FRENCH CLOTHES SHOP.

And he bought me these jam tart things with yummy custard in em, from marks and spencer!!!
YAY.

I love those stuff. Good stuff.

Ok, well, gtg i guess!

FTW,
pandang cake is the addiction.

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Peace. <3

see ya'llllll.

xxxx