Uhh...Ew...

I was totally bored the other day, so I totally started listening to music and rocking out on the tennis racquet I got for Christmas, pretending it was a guitar.

At first I was listening to Rhiannah (is that how you spell it?). I was playing my racquet-guitar while "Please Don't Stop the Music" blasted out of the stereo. Then I had an epiphany (I totally learned that awesome word from Daddy Mohinder). I was like, "OMG, I can totally find out where Rhiannah is right now!

So I thought about Rhiannah and I thought and thought. And of course, my power totally worked...and Rhiannah was in the BATHROOM!! And I was like, "Uh...ew..." I was kinda grossed out so I changed the station. Some Alanis Morisette song was playing, and I was all, "Okay, none of this stuff is ironic." But I rocked out anyway...and soon found out that Alanis was in the bathroom too!! Geesh, what was with these people?

I quickly changed the station before I barfed. Matchbox Twenty was playing...or is Matchbox 20? Or maybe it's both. But anyway, I was totally having fun with this song...until I found out that the WHOLE BAND was in the bathroom!!! Uhh...ew.... Totally!

So I quickly shut off the music and tossed the tennis racquet into the closet.

Uhh...ew...