Well, my dog, which is also the site's pet Daisy, had to go the vet. Aaand, the doctor needed some urine samples. That's right, I'm talking about pee! After all, everyone pees. I think. Do some people have unusually large bladders? Sorry if you do and I just offended you. But, my dog was being stubborn and wouldn't pee, so she kept Daisy at the hospital while my mom and I had a Girls Day Out. My mommy and I love going out and buying stuff. Yes, I'm voluntarily talking like a five-year-old. Oh wait, five-year-olds don't talk like that, with those iPads. They probably learned how to use HTML before me. Ya know, I was alive when people still used the Gameboy, kiddies. I think there's a broken one in the family van. We went to the bank. Yugggghhh, I don't like banks. So dreary. I should make my own bank, called Jazzlers International. The employees will be paying me to work, because it's way more fun than work. Hey, I know you're thinking I don't understand the value of money. I understand com-puh-LEET-ly. Kinda. And HomeGoods. Ohmigosh, I love looking at furniture! I was like a kid at the candy store. I was touching all the colorful stuff and sitting on all the chairs. . . I don't think my mom was as excited as me. After all, I was the one that enjoyed looking at pretty soap dispensers. Oh hey, I was watching a video where there was this soap dispenser that turns liquid soap into foam. Except most of the bottle was filled with water. Money saver, ahhhh!!! Wait, is the brand "HomeGoods" one word or two? I feel too lazy to search it up on the Internet. And Burger King. Ya know when you're so full, you're afraid to stand up straight and jut out your tummy cuz' it momentarily grew, like, two sizes and also cuz' it kinda hurts? I haven't been that full in a l-o-n-g time. Even when my family and I went to buffets, I never ate that much where it hurt to walk, lol. And Office Depot. Depot. Dee-po. Da po-po!!! *mimics siren sound* Step away from the elderly lady! *gasp*, I love testing out all the pens! And then drawing a suckish picture of my face. When I drew a silly pic of myself holding a giant pen, my mom said, "Oh, you shouldn't draw yourself there because someone might copy your face. . . and steal it, or something." And then I got all defensive and hissed, "Do you really think my face looks EXACTLY LIKE THAT??!" Tsk, tsk. And then we went back to the vet. They were supposed to have pee from my dog by 6:45 pm. It was almost 7 pm when they called. And guess what, my dog didn't pee at all!!! The whole day outside, all the butt-burns from leather car seats left in the sun--ALL A BIG BUST!!!! Heh heh. Bust. When we walked outside to our car with Daisy, she peed in the bushes. Greeeeaaat.
Wow, that was a hee-uge rundown. ARGH HOW DO I EVEN CONCENTRATE IN SCHOOL?? I ONCE RANDOMLY STARED AT A BUSH FOR A MINUTE.
Awww, who's my Daisy dog?? WHO'S MY DAISY DOG???! Go to your daddy! No, not your mommy. . . Ohmigosh, you're so soft! Mom, she's so soft! Mom! Mom! Hey Mom! She's so soft! Feel her, she's so soft! Mom! Why don't you listen to me??! I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE OLYMPICS ANYMORE!!! Ugh! . . . See, I told you she was soft.
That's how distracted I get. I look to my left, see my dog, and start yelling throughout the house. And then I look back at my laptop. And write about everything.
Small round green vegetables! (Peace, get it? You better, I'll be saying that for a while now.)