Maiu said that I could write in French... Are you sure that it wouldn't bother you??? Paske je peu même écrire en langage d'ordi, ça me derange pa, mai la question C si il ia des personne ki compren ce ke je veu dir ou pa... :p
Oué je sai, je me la pète. Jarrete ttd suite. Voilà !
Don' t tell me it's not annoying when people write like that! It's annoying me as well because this has become the only way I can write in French. It's easier too, that's why - no difference in person, sex or other useless grammar stuff that they never even pronounce anyway. It's a question of being lazy or not. Guess under which do I categorize :p
It's a pity that I can't put photos up (stupid LB mind-controlled computers!) because otherwise I would put some things for vengeance. Anyway, if you're bored you can always see for yourself who's photos I want to expose to every reader because he did it with me and didn't ask my permission and I don't like the pic either: http://minipunknakins.skyblog.fr/ (for anyone who was irritated by my first paragraph I suggest not to look at the texts included)
Some news of Lucie Berger life maybe? Tomorrow is the last workday before a little - and not unwelcome - break. My project is slowly coming to an end, so are the others'. Diana will be the first one to leave us and this lovely, heavenly school-prison. Tomorrow evening we are organising a big dinner-party of "family and friends". I'm making kartulisalat. They better like it. And if not, c'est pas grave [pole hullu, tõlk.] - Diana will make lots of paella and Keiko prepares sushi.
Oh and: if anyone is interested in longer descriptions (as in old style me), let me know. At the moment I'm feeling flightly hovering in a grizz of thoughts and just writing whatever comes to my mind.
I don't know why I just remembered it... I guess it was because of the song "Where Is My Mind"... I know that certain people might say that it's a trash movie (yeah, well I didn't find "Mulholland Drive" too great:p), but it's still cute and romantic and all that cheezy girly stuff, and I've been wanting to re-see it for too long!!! If some of you are now burning with curiosity to know what am I talking about, here's a little hint:
I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind
I hate you so much it makes me sick
it even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
even worse when you make me cry
I hate it that you're not around
and the fact that you didn't call
But mostly I hate the way I don 't hate you
not even close, not even a little bit, not even any at all
written by Karen McCullah Lutz & Kirsten Smith
Give us a big AAAAAWWWW!!! :)
And to conclure I must still answer the unanswered question, which probably isn't even a real question but just a secret message out in the wilderness (knock knock Neo):
Tu sais quoi?
-> tu es le plus mignon et le plus beau petit prince alias superboy du monde et univers même, et je suis serieuse moi et je ment pa et je suis folle amoureuse aussi et... et enfin... TOI quoi!!! :p
Oué je sai, je me la pète. Jarrete ttd suite. Voilà !
Don' t tell me it's not annoying when people write like that! It's annoying me as well because this has become the only way I can write in French. It's easier too, that's why - no difference in person, sex or other useless grammar stuff that they never even pronounce anyway. It's a question of being lazy or not. Guess under which do I categorize :p
It's a pity that I can't put photos up (stupid LB mind-controlled computers!) because otherwise I would put some things for vengeance. Anyway, if you're bored you can always see for yourself who's photos I want to expose to every reader because he did it with me and didn't ask my permission and I don't like the pic either: http://minipunknakins.skyblog.fr/ (for anyone who was irritated by my first paragraph I suggest not to look at the texts included)
Some news of Lucie Berger life maybe? Tomorrow is the last workday before a little - and not unwelcome - break. My project is slowly coming to an end, so are the others'. Diana will be the first one to leave us and this lovely, heavenly school-prison. Tomorrow evening we are organising a big dinner-party of "family and friends". I'm making kartulisalat. They better like it. And if not, c'est pas grave [pole hullu, tõlk.] - Diana will make lots of paella and Keiko prepares sushi.
Oh and: if anyone is interested in longer descriptions (as in old style me), let me know. At the moment I'm feeling flightly hovering in a grizz of thoughts and just writing whatever comes to my mind.
I don't know why I just remembered it... I guess it was because of the song "Where Is My Mind"... I know that certain people might say that it's a trash movie (yeah, well I didn't find "Mulholland Drive" too great:p), but it's still cute and romantic and all that cheezy girly stuff, and I've been wanting to re-see it for too long!!! If some of you are now burning with curiosity to know what am I talking about, here's a little hint:
I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind
I hate you so much it makes me sick
it even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
even worse when you make me cry
I hate it that you're not around
and the fact that you didn't call
But mostly I hate the way I don 't hate you
not even close, not even a little bit, not even any at all
written by Karen McCullah Lutz & Kirsten Smith
Give us a big AAAAAWWWW!!! :)
And to conclure I must still answer the unanswered question, which probably isn't even a real question but just a secret message out in the wilderness (knock knock Neo):
Tu sais quoi?
-> tu es le plus mignon et le plus beau petit prince alias superboy du monde et univers même, et je suis serieuse moi et je ment pa et je suis folle amoureuse aussi et... et enfin... TOI quoi!!! :p
3 comments:
Je comprends tout ce que tu as écris. non, c'est pas possible maintenant et you know it, you little secret language red-haired girl!!! mais j'ai compris the last bit ja küll sinu väike prints võib õnnelik olla...
see oli nii nummi(kui jätkata cheese storyline'iga)!!!
oh, and you yourself erased the movie, remeber?
PÄIKEST!
*seda kõike võib pidada mu avangardi tuju jätkuks*
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je suis pas heureuse!
Blame the system, at least the school's over for you!
kalli-kalli
(ignoreeri kõike üleval, millest aru ei saanud... ma lähen ja loen piiblit edasi)
Nii tore on, et viimasel ajal on Annu blog muutunud minu jaoks dešifreerimatuks salakirjaks. Tundub, et peamisest huvitavaimast infost jääb mul lihtsalt aru saamata.
Siin ma nüüd siis süüdistan teisi iseenda lolluses, eks. Oleks mul nüüd siia vähemalt midagi lisada mõnes keeles, millest ka Maiu aru ei saaks, aga pole...
Olgem ausad, ka mina mitte.
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