Little Lulu
"Racing through the pantry, sliding on the floors,
Hiding in the closets, slamming all the doors
How can a lady as little as you,
Raise such a rumpus and a hullabaloo?"

Little Lulu, Little Lulu, with freckles on your chin,
Always in and out of trouble, but mostly always in.
Using Daddy's necktie for the tail on your kite,
Using Mommy's lipstick for the letters you write.

"Though the clock says 7:30, it's really after 10;
Looks like Lulu's been repairing it again.
Though you're wild as any Zulu,
And you're just as hard to tame,

Little Lulu, I love you-Lu just the same,
just the same,Little Lulu,
I love you-Lu just the same."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA!!!
f.A.t.E rocks on! we have like 4 birthdays in one month. we rule eh?

anyway, this is gonna be my last post when i'm eighteen.
i kinda miss the number since 19's like gonna be like THE last ONE of my life before i hit the BIG TWO! sigh. wonders of being young, you can be as childish as you like and can still get away with it. then again, we all have to move on with life.

yay! i nearly survive this week with just one lil, or rathe MAJOR paper tomorrow. it's gonna be cramming the whole night thru ='(
cases cases cases cases and more cases. my life revolves around it. and i hafta deal with it.
school's getting really interesting with much more character being shown by people whom you least expect. it holds the sentence true that appearances can be deceiving.

off ta mugg now.
and i wish myself luck.