#39.
Sadly disappointed this morning.. Woke up with the intentions of baking a cake, only to realize that there was no cake tin! And so the case of the missing cake tin begins.. Was so looking forward to that chocolate cake.. Kinda pissed off now, and I also have an unsatisfying craving for chocolate cake.. ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS CAKE! RAHRAHRAH.


Oml, how nice does that cake look.. Anyway. I'm going to try and stop thinking about cake for the remainder of the day.
Oh right, another thing. Papa bear wandered into the room last night while I was on the computer.. Asked me what I was doing, 

"Oh, hey dad, I'm talking to my friends.. See?"
"Ah huh. How many friends do you have?" 
I assumed by friends he meant contacts.. 
"I have.. Something like 180 contacts?" 
"ONE HUNRED AYTEE?! DID YOU MEET THEM ONLINE?!" 
"OH GOD NO! You know, over the years, from primary school and stuff.." 
*silence..*

Tapped away at the keyboard for a bit longer, talking about Alibrandi essay to K, just for good measure.. Papa bear then proceeded to lecture me.. Something about talking on net isn't good, something about a twelve year old girl getting killed after making an appointment with a two old men, who she thought was a thirteen year old.. "Pfft, her fault for adding randoms, I mean, where'd she get their emails from anyway?!" That resulted in a scolding and a frustrated 'go to sleep'.. I'm guessing this means me trying to avoid going on net so much on the weekends.. F.. M.. L!

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