Sunday, 15 March 2009

I might never eat Chocolate again.. Although I doubt it.

Okay, basically, I am a tad ill. Today there was just a bit to much chocolate, actually a bit is an understatement.
We made the chocolate cake lollipops. Which consisted of chocolate cake (smushed by Emma), 200g of creamed cheese, 8 ounces of sugar (!), milk, butter THEN dipped in the (eventually) melted chocolate.
Okay.. The chocolate.. We burnt some.. and burnt it MORE when someone poured water into the pan while it was still on the stove!
They were actually quite nice, but after about 3, each a mouthful, very very ill.

Then there was the laxative drinks. Fair enough, they were lush and cheaper then tesco :] But, Emma drank a whole bottle plus some sips of the others, and I drank about 1 and a bit. And we needed to pee, alot. (That may be more information then you needed, but pfft.)

Tomorrow should be interesting: Half poisoning people with cake-pops and careers day. IT, Child Care and Photography.. Ch'yeah, you wish you were me.

ALSO: Me and emma realised this today, whilst watching music channels, MUSIC HAS BECOME A HOT BED FOR SEXUAL INUENDO! For example Flo Rida: Changing the lyrics "You spin me right round, baby right round, like a record baby right round, round round." to "You spin my head right round, right round, when you go down, when you go down down." I mean, WHAT THE HELL. Let's think of another example, okay Metro Station, Shake It.

Actually even though the chrous is "Well, if she does it like this, will you do her like that, if she touches like this, will you touch her right back, and if she moves like this, will you move her right back, COME ON Shake, shake, shake, shake, uh, shake it!" It is the most epic song of our corner at the moment, mainly cos I got in a few peoples head, and they got it in everyone elses head. And then there is the immense sign-lanuage lady who has the best dance moves to the shake it bit of the song, really cheers you up at 7 in the morning.

Yeah, so that went off the topic of chocolate but oh well. Nighty night.

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