Sunday, 13 June 2010

Art is what you call art

I should have put the title as a quote. From our fab art teacher, Kissanyi. And i deeply agree with him.
I call my writings art. You might not agree with me. You might be right. But it's your own problem, not mine. Keep it to yourself. Yes, i can be rude if i want to. And i can tell a piece of my mind. Sometimes. Most of the time people don't annoy me that much to show them this side of me.
Close friends (like yourself, Jucikám :)) know me far too well to agree with what i wrote above. They know that i can be a cow at times and that i admit it later. And i can whine. Really well (ask history teacher how i got that C last year lol). My dad would nod at this if he was here. But he isn't :D
Well, this was meant to be something artistic for today but so far it is just crap about me. Too boring. Moving on...
Hmmm, what to write, what to write.
Oh.
I wrote something good this morning but i have to translate it because it is in Hungarian. And i really don't fancy doing that. Something else...
I just been prompted: cheese.
Okay, Matthew, i will post about cheese.
The moon is made out of cheese.
No, it's not.
Yes, it is.
No, it's not.
Taste it, then.
No, i won't.
Why?
BECAUSE IT IS NOT BLOODY CHEESE!!!
That just came to my mind now. I imagine 2 little mice on the moon. An american and a russian. With flags and all. Having this conversation. Well, let them be rats. The rats from Macskafogó (sorry English people, this is a Hungarian cartoon. hilarious :D). Soooo funny :D Oh, i gutta direct this once :D With my hat on, obviously.
My dad has loads of reeeeeeeeeeeeeal bad jokes about cheese. I won't even take the hassle to translate them, they are so not funny lol
Kata told me to write camambert in the post cuz it is yummy. I agree with her. I like it as well :) I sent my brother to ask my dad how to spell the name of this cheese right. I feel sad lol Oh, come on, bro, hurry up... It is never guna happen, is it? Come on, Petra, it is your brother you are talking about, of course it isn't going to happen... Moving on :D
Hmmm, any other cheese?
Oh, of course. Cheddar. I am in England, be respectful. Cheddar is nice. And the squeezy cheese bottle is hard to handle. For me, at least. But i am blonde :D Oh, i feel like Joey from Friends in that episode when he is on the milk advert on the telly. Pff, pretty dumb. Yes, Petra, that is you :D
I wrote an aaaaaaaaaawful lot again. Little chatterbox, that is how am feeling right now. Hehehe. Little happy and hyper chatterbox. And blonde.

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