the new kaka. @ {7:34 PM}
Hi!
Almost merry Christmas and a happy New Year. No wait that was lame. And why do XY and WQ make themselves so at home in
my house? Do they have to stand on my bed and jump around and lie on it, and force me to play Monopoly with them? ("EH! Jade Jie-Jie, play with us
please, what do you want us to do, so that you can play with us?") And place impromptu, unwelcome smackers on my shoulders and cheeks.
I'll tell you what I want you to do, I want you to shut up and get out of my room, stop stepping all over my papa's mattress, stop rolling on my main bed, stop making yourselves so welcome here, stop your smackers, and stop forcing me to play Monopoly with you. Honestly, that's what I wanted to say. Because I would rather jump out of the window than tackle the terrible two-oh. But I played with them begrudgingly. I wanted to slap them until their heads spun. And they said sorry so un-sincerely because I made them. Their sorry was kind of like it was a huge task, like scaling Mount Everest. And no,
it's too late to apologize! Sorry, why am I even singing this song? I don't like Timbaland's songs.
J.
