Dum Dee Dum... I'm Nutty Net and I often go nuts :P I have way more fun than the average human should, and I'm blessed with a beautiful family and so many lovely opportunities :) And this is where I come to settle all those crazy floating thought butterflies in my head :)
Ah, I know, I know. OH NO! Net's starting up another dumb blog about her retarded life which has no meaning, etc. and she's probably going to abandon it like, ..... 5 weeks after she starts because she's totally Caught Up with Studies, Boys, Chicken, Chicken, Sports, Studies, Student Council, Boys, Chicken.... Have I told you I like Chicken? No? Meh...you weren't worth the info anyways. Hey look...something shiny just went past. Pause while I contemplate the meaning of my life. ........................... OK, I'm back. Erm, OK, I can say this much. I will TRY to keep this blog up to date and still alive after a certain amount of time, but I'm a busy person with major priorities ( Oh, You BET SHOPPING is a priority, ass-wipe!). Been watching too much House. Apologee mademoiselle *bows* Chickens cannot fly by the way. Apparently, someone shoved one off a cliff and found out the hard way that they ain't got no real wings, if ya know what I mean * wink wink *. That's why , we humans figured, hey, if they don't want their wings, we'll take them ----> The birth of chicken wings as we know them today. That, btw, is solely my theory. *pushes a chicken off a cliff* Now it's a law.... Bye, birdy, bye.
How random am I becoming? Gaah.
Tests, tests, tests, and more tests this term. Got Bio Extended Answer Essays on Monday, with a Physics Theory Test as a side dish. We've got Chicken... I mean, an ELACS Oral presentation coming up as well, and ooh, as Dessert, we have Chocolate pudding with a hint of Statistics. Mais Oui, Zee Applicable Mathematics teacher has deezidud to gif uz a tust on Stateeztiks. Oui. You do not understand my accent? Are youuuuuuu stuuuuppeeeddd? One banana, two banana, three banana.
Next, as if my life weren't complicated enough, I have to get transport for this Friday's Badminton Outing with friend Annabelle the Hyper Midget ( Midget being my affectionate word for person shorter than me, Belle ^_^), Ray the Pseudo-Gentleman ( EE IZ A FEK!), Oscar ( Not De La Renta, my designer boppy people. Oscar the Dog), Chicken Stew....oiz!!! Bugger off from my chicken! Frankie the Semi-Old-Baby-Faced-Chinese-Person-Who-Hangs-Out-With-Annabelle may be coming with, should fate allow said occasion ( Never make an 'ass' out of occasion. Got that, kiddies?) . Hmm... hmm... who else? Erm, Wilson the Bespectacled- Genius was supposed to come along too, but religion got the better of him so he's going for his Bible Study class instead. Lamenessness of us non-religious people will not be discussed in this chapter of the Netty Chronicles.
Erm, now for my relationships update, since Becca so desperately wants to know. The men in my life are Peter, Marcus, Josh, Brendan, Ethan.
Gotta run! I'll be back soon! CHEERS AND HUGZ! Netty. Nutty. Chicken-y.
