Today I am going to talk about my daily life. It will kind of be a blog...and I am not writing down a blog because I have nothing to write about ^^. (+I am going to name this blog series “Living the day of Julia” and post it up on the blog often). At 8:00 you (as me) have to wake up and then first of all get dressed. Then you have to brush my bangs down and it takes like FOREVER. You have to get your hair down with water because it looks like some unicorn horn on my head when you wake up and then you have to curl it with a curling iron. Then you have to put in a groupon in your hair and then dry your bangs. Then you have to brush it down (again ^^) and sort it out equally with your fingers. The next step is going into Zoom after being yelled at by your mom about how you are late for ZOOM when your mom and dirty awful and treacherous little pig (sister) are on your bed half awake. Then you have to shoo them off, next find good lighting, and your books and turn on Zoom. You are in when you realize this is not your school Zoom and some random man’s Zoom. You quickly go out and go in your school Zoom again. After a while you are in Zoom hair okay, clothes okay, lights okay, filter okay, and books oka…...WAIT A FREAKIN SECOND!!!! You left one of your books at school. *Sigh*. So you have to write it all down on your planner and then write it again at a time you actually go to school before school starts without having anyone in your house (except your dad he might help), everyone in your class, and your teacher noticing *sigh*. You do your daily Zoom for 2 hours. You are finally done and go outside your room to eat some breakfast. Your mom already went to the hospital to work and your sister is still doing Zoom and is apparently dancing….pathetic. You go to the fridge and try to find your one of a kind frozen chorus with chocolate and yogurt ice cream filling. But it is not there you hysterically find your churros and go a bit crazy. “WHERE IS MY CHURROS???”. Then you spot your little pig (sister) eating your one of a kind churros that has your name on it...with permanent ink. (DUN DUN DUN~). You go up to her with your chest pumped, shoulders pumped, and fist itching to go slap in the middle of the pig (sister) in front of you. And you say…”
(*continued next time on Living the life as Julia*)
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Ummm do u mean poor in a no money way or poor in a your'e living life wrong way. Wait both are offensive I don't think whatever the meaning of poor in here it's not very nice;;
Hi. I would like one of your pororo yogurts and chocolate churrous. Where can I get them?
holy owl
u are poor