Doop de doooooo....

Oddsiboddikins, my fellow bloggos! Not much has happened in the last few days. Have made friends with the Russian kids. I played tennis with Vitalli, and now all the boys have been making fun of me by saying, "Ros loves Vitalli!" in Russian. I responded with, "Zat Kneesh!" which means "Shut up!"

Interesting tidbit when I was in town today. I spotted Checkmate by Malorie Blackman on the shelves; which was surprising since I thought it wasn't out till August. I had a flick through the first 100 pages or so (it took an hour and I said only flick). Looking at it....meeeeehhh...I don't think I like it much. It looks all uber-emotional and dramatic and rubbish, like the last one.

Hahahaha! Am listening to a story tape from the library called, 'The Little Sod Diaries.' It's HILAROUS! It's basically a baby's diary. Very funny.

Ohhhhhhhhh I don't know what to say. Have no idea what to say. The internet and msn keeps on cracking up, and the Sims 2 is being sloooooooow.

Daaaaaaaviiiiiid, David Tennaaaaaaaant!

Lalalala his new costume is on my desktop. It's love-love-lovely to log on and see him.

I'm crazy, aren't I? I'm only using himas a subsitute because the person I REALLY like could not POSSIBLY like me in a MILLION years, despite the fact I haven't asked them.

It's not a nice position to be in.

Amy is sososososososo lucky. She has a lovely boy to confide in, not a tall, ugly, absolutely pervy and disgusting yet plasticcy-popular one like practically all the ones at school. I don't fancy any of them, ohhh no.

I hate all the 'dating and fancying' business sometimes. It's so complicated, and annoying and stupid. Grrr....it's all misery and uncertainty, and often a lot of short-livedness. I hope Amy and Max aren't short-lived, cos then afterwards they'll be miserable and....gagh....I don't know.

Anyway, I must go now. Doop de doooo.