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Friday, October 28, 2005

 

I hate pasta.


Well, all this week was a half term. I think I've mentioned that before....... yeah I probably did. Anyways, I did pretty much NOTHING all week. Whatta waste. But today (Friday), I went to my friend Hannah's house. It was for 5 hours, but it seemed SO MUCH shorter.

So, what we did: we pretty much immediately went out to the library... to get a video! Honest! But we walked. I've had a LOT of experience of walking, so it seemed a sinch to me. And we took a couple of umbrellas with us. But it didn't rain 'till we came back!! What a rip off! We wanted to be in the rain!!!!! Oh well. Anyways, we rented 'School of Rock', which is a movie neither of us had seen, but heard it was good. We watched it, and her little brother seemed a bit too hyper to their parents, and he was scolded.

I bet now you're wondering why I entitled this 'I hate pasta.' Well...

We had some kind of pasta for dinner. I think it was some kind of ravioli. It looked a bit like this:


But a little different. Anyway, if you don't know me, I'm willing to try any food (unless I already know I hate it, or if it contains nuts or fish. I'm allergic to nuts and I think eating fish is wrong. [Huh?]) So, I paused, and stooped my fork among the masses of pasta. And a put a piece in my mouth. Hopefully I didn't show the utter disappointment I had of the knowledge that I had to eat the rest of it, as I'm too polite to say otherwise. But it wasn't that bad I guess, I found that if I ate it on the tip of my tongue, I could eat it better. Most of it seemed fine to eat, and kinda ok, but there was this malicious, melevelant sauce, which appeared on some of the pieces. It was a bit like Russian Roulette, and I had to have a gulp of water before I went on. After a while, the taste made my stomach churn in such a way I felt I would jub up if I ate anymore of it. If Hannah, or any of her family, is reading this, it wasn't the ravioli, it was the sauce. It was too tangy, and it seemed to dissolve parts of my digestive system. But it was ok, afterwards we had giant chocolate muffins. And for the record, I love chocolate muffins. Especially giant ones. Thus concludes today.

Currently listening to: Definately NOT Weird Al - Lasagne.


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