Updating My Blog

  Yay, I changed my font style! So uhh, I have no idea what I should write, so brace yourself (as in prepare for something difficult, instead of put a bunch of metal bars on your teeth in order to straighten them). I will rant, rant and rant throughout this blog, and no, it will not have a purpose. Whatsoever. 

I am sitting in my living room, trying to think of a topic to rant about and miraculously a teacup comes into my view. I am sure every family member has their own personalized teacup (or mug, if you prefer).

  Since I was a child, using someone else's mug (teacup, if you prefer) has been a family taboo. Now, I am not saying that it's okay to use someone's personalized mug without permission because they might have a serious disease, or they might be infected with cooties. Hmm... I don't even know what cooties are _googles cooties_

  Interesting... Cooties were invented by children. Anyways, using someones teacup was a bad idea, and if you really wanted to do that in our household, you'd have to thoroughly wash the teacup used. This entire concept was put into actin because my brothers were very squeamish and they were not pleasantly surprised when someone touched their food or drink. But that "phase" is gone now. which reminds me, remember when our parents would tell us not to share drinks with other children, but now every teenager you see, share drinks, food and bunch of other things we were warned not to share. How rebellious of us.


P.S I'm still trying to think of a signature.

Fully sane,


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