Wow! Ze second journal in two days! Amazingness! -Nodnod- Anyways, I wanted to bother you with every tiny detail of my SPECIAL BUNNY DAY! Meheheheh... Y'know, I don't understand why people get drunk when they can just eat lots and lots of jellybeans and chocolate and marshmellow chicks and get the smae result. Such FUN! @@

First I woke up and ate ze candy that my parenty people left in ma Easter basket, and then I colored in the weird cookie thing also left in ma basket. It was this weird thing with a outline of a picture on it and we were supposed to color it in with these strange fruit flavored markers. Go figure. Ma little brothers and sister got Dora the Explorer ones but I got a vaguely insane looking bunny 'cause I'm special! Yeh! Then we went to church and ze pastor gave a nice sermon and such. I feel guiltish 'cause I haven't gone to church for practically three weeks. We have so many small suicidal people in our house that there's always SOMETHING going on Sunday mornings. Bad me.

And then we looked for the little plastic eggs full of insanity-inducing sugary goodness! Meh, my little brother, and my littler brother all looked for the eggs. I foud more eggs than either of them because I'm special, not to mention faster than the little kiddies. But I did give half of my eggs to me littlest three-year-old brother because he looked so darn pitiful and happy as he trailed along behind my five-year-old brother and me with two eggs in his basket. Aren't I nice big sister? Then I got bored with the lack of anything to do, so I came up here and wrote until I had created a sufficiently long and pointless journal so I could pass on my boredness to you! XB

But I must go now, because I have run out of things to say, though you should be thankful that I didn't describe ze Easter brunch. And I would finish this off with a round of icons, but I still can't get the $#*&$# things to show up. So. You'll just have to go do something useful with your time instead of reading my veryownpersonalnotyours history of one day. So sorry.