BORED!
So I'm trying to be nice to the fishies, right? I mean, I could totally just ditch them and go exploring or something, like maybe go see whatever happened to the bad kitty, or find some ruins, or go swimming around near some shallows and see if I can get sailors to swim into the rocks and save them (and maybe they'd be more grateful than this bunch of fishies because, really, this bunch of fishies is LAME), or see how many things I can get the seneschal's servants to drop, or play the "Would Tupper be more of less useful if he were a..." game, or...
Well, so there's lots of stuff I could do, right, if I didn't care about staying on this stupid island, and I didn't care about getting them into, like, a lot of trouble.
But I'm being nice, right? I mean even beyond my attempts to find Tupper someone he can maybe settle down with, even if she is kind of weird, but probably better than whoever he's going to find who's going to put up with all that "Hey, can I hook your pretty ponies up to this stupid thing and maybe it'll rub rust onto them" and "Oh, look at me, I can totally help with the dishes, but only by smashing them on my face, because that's totally how I learned to disarm traps, so it should work with dishes too, right?" I mean, Sashie, he might be more useful if he was a rock.
Huh. I wonder if I could learn to turn him into a rock.
And why does he keep trying to be in all of my stupid journal entries? This journal is supposed to be for things that aren't stupid!
Unless... oh, gods, no. Nononononononononononononono.
My sister told me one time that if you're thinking about a boy all the time, it's because... because...
Gods, Ms. Diary. It's so horrible I can't even write it down! I mean, Tupper? He's just so... ewww, and his smell, and his being stupid, and the way his head is stupid, and, and, and, and I'm a Princess, and a Princess deserves someone nice, someone like Sashie, or maybe that Heracles guy, I mean someone divine or something, right? Or at least some nice, handsome prince. And I mean, I guess it's kind of cute the way he's so angry when I turn him into a frog or something, but NO! EW! EWEWEWEWEWEWEWEW!
I'm not sure I can create enough water for the bath I need to take right now. But I'm going to go find out.
I'm so sorry, Ms. Diary, for soiling you like this. Maybe next time, I'll have some happier news. Like he's been eaten by a sealbear or something.
Ew.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
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