The Thirty-seventh Post of a Lifetime

Hellohello
I woke up at 8 again, ate 2 omelettes, 4 slices of bread and 2 pineapple tarts - oh my god - then watched half of a Hercule Poirot short movie and got ready for church. I left the house at 9.45am because I was taking a bus and I had to be at the church by 10.15 even though it only started at 11 (because it was family mass).
But I walked so fast I sustained 3 blisters on each foot. Sighh...plus they've burst already. ): The mass was alright, and I mercifully managed to hitch a ride back with my friend. Then I did my lit reflection. The 10 poems one, and I chose the one on Life by Charlotte Bronte. I think that's how her name is spelt. I found it very nice and suitable for me. XD If you want to know what it's like go onto edu-learn if you haven't done so.
Then I did some jack-knives 20 times 3 on my exercise mat to try and get rid of everything I ate. Oh my, I am getting weirder aren't I? As in, one week I eat super duper meagre meals, then the next I eat so much I feel like bursting! Hahahaha!
At 4 something my aunt came to back me, Jon, my great-grandmother and Aunty Eba to her house for dinner. I ended up entertaining Shannon and Ian (my 2 younger cousins) until I got so tired I went into the same room as where Jon was hiding with his laptop and read my book in peace.
Dinner was delicious. There was green curry, honey chicken, some lemon grass chicken, vergetables, fried chicken wings which had been seasoned since Christmas and some tom yam soup which was..not that good. It was slightly bitter. Then I ended up getting 2 helpings of rice which was 4 times what I normally ate, a glass of lime juice and longans.
I then spent an hour trying my best to transform Megatron into a jet plane. Try my best, I could not. It was so complicated I ended up pulling his head off 4 times and making him scream when I accidentally pressed a button which was under his head. Jon was trying his best to make a tank out of another transformer and only succeded when it was time to go which was around 1 and a half hours later.
In the car ride home, I tried talking to Shannon who was throwing her balloon all around the interior of the car and shrieking queer remarks about a 'giant', me looking like a monkey, an orangutan, an octopus and a shark at the same time. Jon said that she was trying to say that I was a Jew and that my stomach was that of a sotongs. He also tried to teach her how to say Darth Vader, Death Star and Jessica is a Fatty bom-bom, and her answer was all Nooooooo!
Thus upon reaching home, I was quite relieved to be away from all this weird yelling, screaming, robot making and baby teaching lessons.
Signing off
~Jessica a.k.a Jessie a.k.a Jess