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Where Marthe Rambles

lørdag 18. juni 2011

I feel I should do something practical or something similar, but I don’t want to. Why? I hath holiday! It’s so nice to know what I haven’t more school until late August. It's a bit more than two whole months. To me, it's more than what I could have asked for. What more is; no exams! My whole class was cheering at the message of three words which brought us the message. God is good. I was so scared, but now, I know that I do not have to be. There is no reason to fear school (for now). Still, even though it’s summer, I felt I had to do something today because I could not just stare into the dusty air...

It was then I took the great decision. I was going to make myself some early dinner! Already at this point, some warning bells should start to ring. As you all probably know, I’m a terrible cook. Sadly, that didn’t stop me. I got the great idea; why not fry some sausages and an egg or two? What a brilliant idea...

I started by putting the pan on the oven, only to put on the wrong plate. While cutting the sausages, the butter was literally boiling. I threw the sausages over, only to get a bigger explosion. Of course, I managed to burn them in all the butter. When getting them away, I threw on an egg. And guess! First, it looked like a duck, but when I turned it around, it was a bird mixed with a turtle! I had a turtle bird. ^.^ Amazingly enough, I ate it. Still, while taking off the pan from the oven and putting it in the sink, I poured soap on it. It’s safe to say that I was proud when the soap boiled. Oh, and I forgot to turn off the oven. Whoops!

I sat down to eat, but ack, I felt too lonely. Teddy was my only company, and he was outside. A fly scared him, so he ran away as fast as he could. However, I sat down to listen to music. To begin with, Daddy and I had been sitting listening and watching videos last evening. I had to show him Andrè Rieu’s verion of Amazing Grace. It gets me everytime, and yes, he almost cried. Furthermore, I had to show him something from Les Choristes. Caresse sur L'océan is a brilliant one, and I do hope we may get to watch it together soon. Oh, and I did listen to You're The Voice… It’s ruined forever. If it isn’t Ioan Gruffudd who’s taking over the world, it’s Merlin. I just know.

I know, I know; that isn’t a good blog post, is it? I believe it’s just general stuff I need to get out because (in fact), I’m trying to type a different one. It needs more brain cells than what I thought it would…