8 things you don’t Need to know about me
My class was assigned a task to right 8 things you don’t need to know about me. I used the marvelous and freaky brain of mine to gather them for you.
When I was a baby for some stupid reason my sister decided to paint our Mum’s Art Studio, with me in it. You can probably guess what would happen. I was pretty colorful that day.
I have this awesome swing at my house were the ropes connected to a really high tree branch. There’s also little hill underneath where you swing out that you can walk down and annoy who’s on the swing. I decided to go down there but made the mistake of standing up too early and got slammed into by my sister who was currently on it. My lip was bleeding and my arm was hurting and when I got a x-ray it turned out it was broken. Not one of my happiest days.
When I was playing with my friend we were pushing each other around and he accidently pushed me into the glass door. My arm only went into the window though and no glass cut me, but it was still quite a shock.
When I was an infant Mum always said it was bad to smoke. After hearing those words I decided I would help out my Dad by hiding his ones so he couldn't smoke them anymore. Of course he could just go buy new ones, but that didn't occur to me at the time. Two years later mum found them while she was looking through the wardrobe.
Some people find black licorice disgusting, but if you ask me they are absolutely scrumdiddlyumptious. I even like them better than red licorice, which my sister thinks is completely strange.
Lots of people like having hot milos on a cold winters day with flouting marshmallows on the top. That's nice and all, but what I normally do is get a plain old spoon and scoop it into a jar of Milo powder, stuffing the chocolaty goodness into my mouth. It’s the only way to experience the true awesomeness of Milo powder.
The best food in the world is sushi. It’s a simple fact of life. My favorite type of sushi is California rolls, though I like most kinds. Personally I think sushi tastes best when it’s homemade, but what makes it truly complete is timari and wasabi.
The worse thing ever is, well, I’d have to say vegetables. Yes, spiders are gross and wars are bad, but neither of them can compare to the true awfulness of a vegetable. They are completely and utterly disgusting. To make it worse, whenever you complain about them you end up getting told off. I can’t count how many times I've been told that ‘your plate should be half full of vegetables’. Well, if human beings were truly meant to eat them, why do they taste so darn awful? I wish they could just implode into thin air.
That was the 8 things you don’t need to know about me. I congratulate you for actually wasting your time reading that, thank you!