Right now, I'm overseas. So I made this ahead of time. Probably not the best. Buttttttt.
IT'S KWISMAS EVERYONEEE! WOOOOOHOOOOO!
Merry Christmas. I wish you all a fun time unwrapping presents, receiving hugs, giving presents and a FUN time under the mistletoe with you loverrrrr ;)
Idk what that was about.
But have some family fun time. Play around in the snow (if there is snow), have a delicious dinner. Have a GREAT, JOLLY, AMAZING day! Merry Christmas.
ALSO IF YOU ARE WEARING MATCHING PAJAMAS. WE ARE SO ALIKE...
I just wanted to post this. But I don't have much time.
Hahahahahahaahaha :D
Wow! I'm really HYPER! REALLY!!!
I think I had too much sugar, as in chewing gum, marzipan, chocolate. CHOCOLATE. I should cut down. Nah. You know what? I should stop talking. Yeah. Good idea. Wait? Why am I still here? Mmmmkay. Bye....?
WHAT IS THIS POST?!!!
Bye,
Nin
Merry Christmas!!
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Merry Christmas!!
And Happy Holidays!
BTdubbbs, check my cousin's blog (and wish her a MERRY KWISMAS)!
I like advertising people. It's just so funnn. Plus I like making links.
LINK! It's just satisfying. Trust me...
Imma be flyin' off today, overseas, with a plaaanee! Yeah. Uh, uh. Oh, yeah!! Yo, yo! Imma be goin' away, Imma be comin' back on 2nd Januaryyyyy!
(Yes, I just totally made a song/rap/a musical number out of this. Doughnut judge. I am in a goodie moodie.)
I'm flying off today...
Bye,
Nin
This is how I feel right now. From this song. Love it. IT'S ADAWABUWWHHH (in other words, I mean: adorable -.-)
I don't even know anymore... My titles are too messed up.
I'm going overseas again! This reminds me I haven't even finished my 'My Trip' posts to Indonesia. Let's just shove that aside and focus on what's important here. Ignore, ignore, ignore...
I'm going to Indonesia again!!! Yay! With my whole family this time. Doughnuts (yaaaas!), family (yaaaas!), VA-CAAAAAY!! (YAAAAS, HOORAAAY!).
Actually we're going there for a year. Whaaat? You might be saying. Remember it's December, 2014. Hahah, fooled ya. (Maybe not, I just really wanted to do that.) We're going back on January 2nd, meaning we're celebrating the NEW YEAR in Indonesia! Yas. I'm going there for 12 days approx.
Bye,
Nin
We're going by plane, hence the title 'Fly Like a DRAGOON!'.
I think I'm developing an obsession for dragons. It's already two posts I've talked/titled about them and whatnot.
OMG. I just discovered the greatness that exists in Christmas candy. I have discovered the ALMIGHTY source of all Christmas foods that involve SUGAR and sweetness. For a I have found the Mother of ALL CHRISTMAS SWEETS. I have found flavoured candy canes *eyes full of passion and admiration , and hungriness*.
I just had the green apple flavour, my sister had a cinnamon flavoured candy cane. I LOVE CANDY CANES!!
BTW, if there's a cherry flavoured candy cane out there. GIMME!! I can't believe I just discovered them now. Life wasted.
Bye,
Nin
Yepp. Another short one. Ruff day, right here. THERE was a MASSIVE rainstorm!! I also bought uniforms and other school material... It's the beginning!! It's the JOLLY SCHOOL SEASON *cries in agony and pain!*. I'm exaggerating, again (or maybe not... we shall never know).
Looks so goooood.
Ha. Title says it all. A policeman, firefighter, teacher, doctor. Those were the only jobs that existed when I was a kid. As I grew up, I wanted to be a teacher (a lot of fun, with kids + summers off!!), a news-cast-person-the-hostess-thingy, an archaeologist (I can't believe I spelled it right in the first try + uncovering secrets of history, mythologies et cetera), a photographer (you have to know this one, the taking-pictures-person), a theatre actress (musicaaaals!), a singer and who knows what else my silly, little mind was thinking? But then I saw this post/picture thingy. I don't remember who posted it, so I'll just remake it:
We had this assignment in 5th grade. The question asked:
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I wrote down: happy.
The teachers told me I didn't understand the assignment.
I told them they didn't understand life.
Okay. That was really good! I want to be happy, indeed. Honestly, now that I think about it. I AM still 12. Do I really have to think of the future like that? Yes, it's good to have dreams, and picture things. But right now, I'm still a kid. Let's just go to school (yay), have fun, play! That's what kids to best (maybe, school, well?). Honest, now. Do I want to think of the future right now?
And I DON'T care what job I have, unless I am happy (and makes enough money, because I need food, a home, and internet, yes, internet, to survive + all the other things. Those things cost money, people!).
Bye,
Nin
Mr Happy. I love this guy. He's the best at being happy. Except that episode where Mr Grumpy was mad at all the happy Mr Men and Little Misses, and asked Mrs Magic to turn them all grumpy. Yes, they might look like little kid shows. But... I am still a kid.
Inspired by my sister.
After our lovely choir performance, the staff-person-honestly-idk-who he-is gave us all a candy cane. IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE I'VE EATEN ONE OF THOSE!! Anyway. I love candy canes. They're minty and festive and sugar and they're candy. Sorry, I'm just trying to extend this blog post, because it's going to be a short one :P
Moving on. How do you eat your candy canes? Weird question? Yep. I'm like that. I eat mine from the bottom. Sometime I just suck it (move on, dirty minded people, really?!) in some motion that it turns as sharp as the end of a toothpick. Haha. I'll skewer some people (don't put me on the naughty list :P)!
- Voting poll, how do you eat your candy cane?
Bye,
Nin
Technically candy canes are Christmasy, so this IS a valid blogmas post.
Yaaaaaas! The Christmas concert was incredible. I think what happened was, I finally bloomed into that I-can-finally-reach-those-high-notes state. So I can finally sing loudly and FINALLY participate and support the group.
We all had to wear blue jeans, a colourful polo shirt and black shoes. I didn't want to wear my converse, plus I needed some extra height (since I'm REALLY short, considering my age and the rest of the senior group. Kirstie, PTX, has the same problem...) sooo, I wore my heel shoes. Yes, they are about 3 centimetres long, and whatnot. But remember, I am twelve. I walked in them from 1-10 o' clock. Approximately 9 hours, plus movements (dancing!). I am twelve. You might not remember the pain of heel shoes at that age! It hurt. It hurt. At the end we had to jump for a photo. Not happening. But it happened, to me, in THOSE shoes. I couldn't even keep a straight face, whilst announcing there will be a twenty minute interval. It hurt. It hurt.
At least we got some Christmas cheer. Despite the SHOES, I couldn't stop smiling, once in the backstage. Speaking of backstage. Why is the light in the backstage blue?
My favourite song in the concert was 'Peace Between Nations' the seniors had to sing (includes me). It was so BEAUTIFUL :3
I miss my fwends at the other choir, Sam! Lily! Marie! I am coming back for youuuuu! I am THAT weird.
Bye,
Nin
This is where we performed.
Wait. This post has nothing to do with Christmas. It doesn't deserve to be called blogmas. Oh wait, 'Christmas cheer...' and 'Christmas concert...' in line 1 and 13, respectively. That'll do it :P
