We have got a realistate agent coming over to our house this afternoon to put a price on It. We wan't to sell it for many reasons. 1. The garden is too big and takes too much time, 2. The paddocks are too small and we don't have enough grass for grazing and 3. I wan't a new room, my current one is way too small, and I can't get to my library.
This means we have to do a lot of cleaning up, or else the agent will put a stupid person price on the house. It is my job to clean up everything I have used, which is the study, my room, the me and my brother's bathroom, the DVDs, Videos and paddocks. I also have to waterblast the concrete around the house (nobody likes dead worms).
While all this is going on, I have bigger problems, like how I can't have a shower because our cleaner is here and she doesn't wan't to see me while she is cleaning our bathroom.
On top of all this I have to think about life and my role in it. I'ts an ongoing debate, but probably the one I find most important out of all my things to do. What the heck does love mean?
4 comments:
Blair, I have the strangest feeling that you are a genius....
While I am lost in mediocrity, having trouble with word verification.
Love is a very confusing aspect of life..........
Some people are far better off without it.......
But others need it desperately.
Its all very confusing.
When you write its, is it its or it's?
Gee thanks, I'm even more confused now.
I could mean Its or It's, I guess you'll never know...
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