complaints...

Pissed. Well I was. To summarize, I got into some big crap with my dad yesterday. He made me go home during my lunch hour. Doh. Fine, it was my bad. But it could have also been his bad. Oh well. He's not as peeved anymore.
Anyhoos, I spent all yesterday evening with my crew baking like mad. We were baking a birthday cake and chocolate chip cookies from scratch for our friend's surprise birthday party. Mmm. Have you guys ever tried "Chocolate Bypass Cake"? The title is self explanatory. My friends had to take the bag of mini marshmellows away from me to stop me from eating up all the ingredients. Mmm. I learned not to sneak ingredients in my mouth after eating a piece of unsweetened chocolate. It was bad. Think of a crushed medicine pill in your mouth. Narsty! Don't eat unsweetened baking chocolate. Trust me!
Tonite we went to the surprise birthday party and lots of yummie food was eaten. I was pretty pooped today so I didn't intermingle much. Antisocial, you could say. Oh well, I was tired. But good food and good times tonite.
I have received a few complaints about my stupid lyrics. Hehe. Sorrie peeps. I was enjoying my music and wanted to share it! So I guess I'll just mention whatever song i'm listening to and you guys can choose to listen to it instead of having to scroll pass lyrics to read what I have to vent about. Whenever I post up lyrics, I really wished that blogger had some sort of thinige where you could play msuic in the background. Haha. So much better htan lyrics.
Anyhoos, music at the moment: Hilary Duff - So Yesterday. Pretty good lyrics too for a teeny boppy song. "Laugh it off and let it go," is something she sings in the song, I really like that technique. Hehe.
Okay, I was skeptical about her, but she's purty and very teeny boppy. Hehe. I need to listen to some teeny boppy music to feel like i'm still in tune with my younger cousin's "world" haha. Feel like i'm in my teens again! hehe
Hehe. Haha. Hehehehehe. Hahahaha. Mwahaha. Hehehehehehe. - viv attempts to laugh everything off.