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Sunday, January 27, 2008,4:12 PM
Serafin Should Be Proud
My dog Serafin should be proud to be named after such a brave character as Serafin from the story below... who was also the master thief of a guild at the age of 13. Wow. No wonder my dog used to like to go to the garbage cans and get mango peels and chicken and whatever he can find.Tash said on MSN that whenever she thinks of the human Serafin, who sadly does not exist, she imagines him with a human body and an American Cocker Spaniel's head on top. Gross! How was he supposed to kiss Merle, then? Serafin is a nice, brave character. He doesn't deserve a dog's head.I went to take my piano trial theory exam just now. How boring. I finished it in about 45 minutes, and it was supposed to last for one hour and a half. The boy next to me kept talking to himself, which was kinda distracting. He was like, "Mmm... shorter... Next! ... What time is it? 1:30... Hmm..." When I was done, I sat there and tried to daydream, but I couldn't really, so I started drawing on the trial exam paper.Then most of us were done and were just waiting there. The guy came in 10 minutes early though, but I still had to wait 35 minutes. Pity he couldn't come in earlier. When the guy next to me was done, he started playing with his pencil box and breaking the lead or whatever those black things on his table were.Then me and my Mom went to eat Japanese food. I said I was scared of getting fat. My Mom's reply to that was, "Hao xing ni la!" Then I said my FACE not my BODY, because I was imagining someone with pufferfish-like cheeks and bulging eyeballs/tiny eyes. Scary. I'm trying to cut down on candy. I don't want to get diabetes, either. Just imagine! A diet on sugar! The horror! The horror!Ahh... my dog, Serafin, is barking at the other dogs in another house right now, and the dogs are barking back. Maybe they're swearing at each other in dog language or something. Bad dogs. Haiz.