London Seems A World Away

Warning: Brat Mode ON

Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la. Go away la.

Don't go already la. Don't go already la. Don't go already la. Don't go already la. Don't go already la. Don't go already la. Don't go already la.

Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la! Whatever la!

Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la! Dunno la!

Just waiting to let go my infamous 3-word-phrase only.

How many bad mornings can someone have in a row? HELP! How come i always have good mornings when i'm in Aussie? Snuggly warm bed, cool morning breeze, Sophie at my feet and Cheez TV (go go Pokemon!!). It'd be perfect to hit Freo now, sip hot coffee, have eggs (poached, please), bacon, italian sausages and grilled tomatoes for breakfast! Oooooooh, heaven.

:)

Okay, you can talk to me now, my brat mode is off.

Let's hope the rest of the day will be good. No no, i should say: I believe that my day will be good. I believe that a bad morning doesn't neccessarily mean the entire day will be bad. I believe there is good in everyone. I believe in love. I BELIEVE (think SATC)!

I also believe i should be getting ready to go out for my sister's birthday lunch.

Big shout out to Tiffy Mummy! Happy 31st Birthday!