Me and my friend were talking about stalkers. It was like "You want to stalk Chris Martin." "Actually, yeah. I probably would." "But you'd be one of those creepy ones that like, steal his underwear." "I wouldn't do that. I'd steal a shirt. And a pair of pants. And a shoe. And a wristband. And raid his cabniets" xDD
Mummy and I were watching Eurovision and people were being all weird and sassy, so we like cracked up laughing. She was also doing cheap imitations of The Joker which I wasn't happy with, lol.
I haven't laughed today yet cuz I don't really like rainy weather and it's been raining all day long. Plus we had netball and I couldn't concentrate on laughing. That doesn't make sense, loliooo.
Telling her the story of how I got kicked out of the art gallery for taking photos, seeing my dream toy (a yellow rhino), and this gay guy searching for scarves for 2 hours. Epic.