Dear Die-ary...

Slowly...starting...to run... out of picures... Must go on www.badbadrubberpiggy.com to get me some more! ...later.

Mmm, there was no real point for today. No real point at all. I put some black nail varnish on my fingernails!! ...well, actually it was only on the left hand... and I used permanent marker. But it looked weird! And weird is cool. Yeah.

Mr Farbridge said something so very incredibly funny in Engrish. Well, it was funny to me, anyway. He was explaining how male actors who played women in plays had their balls chopped off so they could have high voices. The plastics screaming, "Why?" He explained that they can then play women for the rest of their theatre lives because of their high voices. "Why?" they screamed again. He then said that it wouldn't give the whole effect if 'Juliet' suddenly said in a very low voice (this next bit he boomed with a very very low voice...), "ROMEO, ROMEO, WHERE FOR ART THOU, ROMEO????" Everyone laughed. But I kept bursting into silent laughter every once in a while. Once it was there, it stuck. Until one point, where I just exploded in a laughy matter on my desk, going redder and redder... The plastics around me thought I was crying because I did something wrong, and all eyes were on me. This starey state calmed me down. I now forbid Mr Farbridge from saying anything remotely funny. But that ain't gonna happen.

And note to people out there with no lives who read this: The competition for the domain name's closing. Get your ideas here quick! I've already decided on the winner (winner, you know who you are... well I think everyone knows who you are. Don't say you're winning! Or you must die!) and yeah. I've made banners for it and everything. The domain name's been booked, and the release of the blog's domain (and the end of the competition) will be on Friday. Friday's a nice day. More ideas are welcome, despite all the work I did into make the banners... *sniff*.

Time to die now.