my throat hurts
hullo tumblr buddies. nobody has tumblr. it’s pretty cool actually. nobody has facebook either, which is kinda weird. i thought that everyone had facebook and myspace. like those are the big two. i’m listening to a french song right now. it’s funny, ‘cos i don’t speak french, and for all i know, they could be spewing insults out of their (her, i guess) mouths and i wouldn’t even know it. it’s got a catchy beat to it, and good guitar and stuff, so i like it. oh, it’s called “radio song” by superbus if you wanna hear it for yourself.
ok, time to spell things like a british person. colour, clamour, armour, defence, offence, aeroplane, aluminium, mum, behaviour, harbour, neighbour, theatre, litre, metre, meagre, manoeuvre, licence, pretence, organise, recognise, realise, analyse, catalogue, counsellor, ageing, routeing, disc, programme, shoppe, steppe, chequer, cosy, liquorice, pyjamas, tyre, yoghurt
that was fun.
i love you all.
as people.
:)
