samedi, mars 27, 2004

mito-illnesses

NEE! Mosquito around me one. Ah, nevermind lah. Gone already.

Here is the title of my book: Mito-Illnesses.

The worst illness of Mitoland is called Rabbit Pee/Pea. Okay. It causes your skin to have all those hard punty lumps and if you try to pop them with a bib, they will become as hot as volcano lava. So you need to be cooled down, to minus zero-point-one degrees.

Otherwise, when you bathe, you must bathe in a tub of ice. Daily. Add a spoonful of Rabbit Water for best results.

There is no an-tee-dote! At the moment I'm developing one. But it will soon be created. Because, as many people know, -pats chest happily- I am a Healing Potion.

jeudi, mars 25, 2004

Tunic

-paces around room stupidly-

Ee-um. Today I would like to introduce you to one of my best poems.

-scratches head stupidly-

Well, the only one of my poems. It's pretty..and evil. For witches.

I will begin.

Eye of newt
Tail of rat
Stir it/dem round
Make it DAT!-points at you-

-smacks forehead-

I bet you're all gasping...and gawping!

Well. I'm going to - STREAM soon - so - so. I won't be writing many entries. Cries happily. Do you know who bettered in exams? Invented. Do you know who invented exams? Bettered.

OK, it beeeeeeeecomes!

-COUGH! COUGH!-

typist: --;;

A POEM!

-sniggers wildly-

OK. The end. Curtains close. Bye bye. Next entry to be after exams. Which might be. Long. Time.

samedi, mars 20, 2004

tunic and the tunic

Greetings-elf here! May I take a message to your ear? Or whoever person you want to send to. But then I'm not I'm not an elf, I'm just so long ago...la la...OW!

Use a car is it? Whose account is this? Don't write rubbish lah. Peebit.

A: Tunic!
B: Yes.
A: Just testing.
B: Got green pen? Need to do corrections. -giggles stupidly-
B: -Turns back to computer- NO.
A: Pebutt.

*curtain closes*

vendredi, mars 19, 2004

ChOCOlaTe

So, say something.
Sniggering in the distance.
AAAAAAAAH! A ghost! FLEE!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Now I get all the chocolate to myself.
Eatapiece! yells the Mito.
The chocolate disappears into a small purple mist.
**
Aiya, don't care lar, i've eaten my till already. want to go play neopets now. visit me! gurglegasp. Yay yay yay. I like chocolate. You are chocolate. I eat chocolate.

jeudi, mars 18, 2004

about mito

I am: demented. I have just created this weird ball made of nose sludge and earwax and rice flour.

I like: Me Against The Music by Britney Spears. I don't understand why people hate her. I only hate her music videos.

I use: Armpits for clasping loudspeakers, hair for covering my head and a cup for drinking beetle juice. Quicktime Player is used to play my mp3s.

Therefore, I am Mito.