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My head hurt like a fat kid just fell on my head, ever ray of light felt like a needle in my eyes, every little sound was like a sonic explosion right by my ear drums. God, this is horible, i so regret drinking last night...I slowly dragged my feet out of the door. The smell of hash browns and pancakes delighted my nose, my grandma was one of the worlds best breakfast makers. The only benifit of mornings here. I plopped down in a chair, and sighed, i rubbed my temples in a week attempt to rid my self of this terible throbbing. My grandma finished off the cooking with a little syrup for my pancakes and katchup for my hash browns. She set my plate on the table and the ringing sound stung my ears. i groaned. she then carefuly set her self into a seat oposite from me and asked, "How did you sleep? i my self slept like a baby." i nodded and said, louder than normal so she could hear me "Thats great grandma, i slept great, i had a very nice dream last night." a total lie, my grandma said back"Oh well thats just fantastic! What was it about if i may ask?" i thought in my head "no you may not ask..." then i answered "well i dremt that i was laying in a feild of grass, watching the clouds float by, and each one of them was moving around like an animal." another lie...grandma said "Well thats just darling. Now eat up we have a big day of sight seeing today!" why do we have to go sight seeing?!
i'v already seen everything in pictures! i ate my food, as awsome as it was i couldnt eat it all, i was begining to feel a bit sick. after having a nice conversation with my grandma i walkled back to my room, the hangover was begining to wear off, i thing i have found the cure, my grandma's cooking!
I dressed myself in a pair of grey skinny jeans with my black beet up All Stars, with the pink and black chekered laces. i put on a white tank top and a black burnt out long sleeve shirt. then the one and only purple jacket to top it off. I walked into the bathroom and found my brush already unpacked, my grandma is such a sweet heart. i brushed out my hair and put in the good ol' de frizzer, and topped that off with a nice purple bow. i brushed my teeth and finished my morning dutys before we set off to go see Sanfran, all over again.
- by Robotic Purple |
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- | Submitted on 09/19/2010 |
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- Title: Electric 1.7
- Artist: Robotic Purple
- Description: This is the 7th part of the first book
- Date: 09/19/2010
- Tags: electric
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