Mess triples by the minute if you don't clean

Good day dearies,

It's weekend, and I'm incredibly bored. Mom and Dad have gone to France with their golf competition groups. Dad went last week and Mom went today. So I am all aloney.
Somehow my friends are also either busy or not around. These are the kind of days I should use to do useful things such as doing the laundry, cleaning out my closet in which I keep my clothes because it's a mess and cleaning up my room in general. But I can't be bothered, ya know?
Dishes are also becoming slightly moldy. Nah, I'm kidding. But does anyone notice that once your room is a mess it gets worse by the second? Or is that just my luck?

Cleaning baaaaah!

No drills are bleeding

Hello chummies!

I have three minutes to write you all a message. I was going to tell you yesterday that I had to go to the dentist today. But I forgot. I was going to complain why we humans can't just chew on Dentasticks like dogs can to keep our teeth in perfect condition but I suppose that it's too late now.

I've been to my dentist who could play in a commercial because he's got one of those very very friendly faces with blue eyes and that, but I've not seen him in any commercial yet. My teeth are fine by the way. In fact, I could be in a commercial myself because my teeth are perfect and pretty. One of those 'Maybe it's real, maybe it's Maybelline' commercials would do me fine.

So, I hereby blind you with my deathly white smile and am off to dinner, to eat my my perfect teeth.

Ta!

I hate snot

Hello my fabby yet very little in numbers readers,

How have you all been? Summer holidays have ended too long ago already and I now wish I could go back a month or two and have some more free time. Don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying myself at my internship and that, after all, we have chips every week and lots of cake for no reason.

I do have to admit I'm very tired. It's a little bit like bootcamp for me. Apparently bootcamp takes it's toll. I'm snotting all over the place and have therefore been forced to stay at home and away from bootcamp internship. My ears are drumming and my nose is running and my throat is jamming on my vocalcords. It's like being in a band. A metal band that abuses their guitars and their drums. Their singer just keeps running around the stage like he's trying to catch a train, well, you get the point. I hate snot and having a cold.

Toodles!

High kitchen

Hello blogwurms,

Sorry for my adsentness. Internship is taking up most of my time and my nonexistent free time is mostly spent on sleeping. ZzzzZZzzz. I'm still in dreamland as we speak.

But, sometimes you deserve an update on the Fabulous Life Of Faye. The other day, we went to pick Mum up at the airport because she had been to a wedding in England. I was also invite but Mum booked a single flight. Smart. Not very fair though.

But yea, we went to pick her up, Dad and I. And then we went to dinner at an Haute Cuisine, which is Froggy for High Kitchen. They serve all kinds of weird food. I had pigeon and mussels. Très bon!!!
And then I had a four kind of chocolate thingies dessert. Yum yum. And then I had a Cappucino and we could pick whatever and as many Bonbons as we liked.
Really, they treat you like royalty. They even get a little table for your purses. As if they are your little Chiwawa doggies. And you get to sit in these big armchairs at your table while you eat. They have wheels. It's insane.
Of course, in such a fancy place, Dad had to make inappropriate jokes about sex that he had heard in some comedy thing. Shame shame. Sometimes I think he does it on purpose.

With that nonsense, I leave you, because dinner is waiting. Left-overs from the fridge. No High Kitchen, damnit.

Buhbye!