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Cleaning my room. Wait wait, before you go nuts on me, let me explain. See, now that I've got a working ipod in the dock, I crank it. And I belt. I belt a lot. And it's reallyyyyyy fun (: The bad part is coming back down stairs and realizing that it was so loud. Or finding out that the window was open. Or discovering that you're singing for a lot more than two people because your back's turned. Yeah. That's awkward. I'm not supposed to be able to do that. But I can. And I can't get away with not doing it. I thought you had forgotten. I really did. But of course, you didn't. And now you're insisting. Why do you care so much? 'Why must I?' "Because I'll kill you if you don't, that's why." |
