Lullaby Leah

04/01/2008 (Again)

Dear Diary,
This entry will actually be about this day!

Let's see...
I made dad go to the local shops in his pjama's this morning to get more ceral, because I can't take any more of his cooking. He's good, just not good enough for me.
Oh bless, I don't want much :-P

I bugged him to get a cat all day. Even when I went out to Monica's (after threatening her for yesterdays shinanigans) I text him every ten minutes begging for one. He said he might get me one for my birthday :-D

Monica can't get over the fact I got a lift home with "The Gerard fucking Way" and she had coffee with them all. I want to get the cute guys phone number still though... Doubt that'll happen.

I had a weird dream last night.
Frank and Bob were babysitting me and that cute guy at Grandma's house. Me and Bob wanted to play poker, but Frank wanted to do push-up's. Then, I ran into the kitchen, singing some random song, and I fell into a swimming pool. There, was Billie Joe Armstrong. I swam up to him and gave him a hug and he pushed me into the pool. So I got back out, and he pushed me back in. That happened about thirty times, then Bob flew (yes, flew) in and picked me up and took me into the living room, which was suddenly my classroom at school. Then Mrs. Doole sentanced me to death for flying in and then I woke up to find dad jumping on my bed, asking me to go down to the shops. I managed to change that around :-P

I think that'll be enough for now. I have some art to catch up on (luckily dad does it pretty much all for me :-P)

Goodnight!
-Lee
xoxo