when i woke up it was already 12 o'clock and i realised then that i had so much to do in so little time (god bless mary kate and ashley). after i had eaten a massive cheese and pickle sandwich washed down with orange juice from a special carton i decided i would crack on with my work.
my work involved writing a short play for an albino theatre company and also i had to write about my holiday in germany. the latter was slightly harder because i have never actually been on holiday to germany (unless you count a school trip five years ago where i just ate ice cream and shopped in h&m). i had to make up all about what i did and where i went and what the food was like. by the time i had finished i had dreamed up quite a nice little holiday for myself.
anyway, this is the exciting bit! i decided to take a break from the paper writing and get myself a muffin but on the way to the kitchen i spotted a door which i had never seen before. curiosity got the better of me and i went through this strange door. inside was a huge cave and i could see a shadow of a fire on the back wall of the cave. i edged closer to it, wondering if this hidden cave was occupied by any sort of human life. when i reached the back wall i saw that in the corner there was a native american man (red indian but that's not pc anymore). he was playing the pan pipes, you know sometimes you see them doing that in the middle of town? anyway, i sat down next to him and he looked deep into my eyes and said "well child, now you have found the secret hideaway of the music makers" and then he started to play 'we're going to ibiza' on the pipes.
when i finally got to the kitchen i was so amazed about what had just happened that i completely forgot about my muffin and went straight to bed. when i awoke it was night. and now i am sitting typing this.
over and out,
- vonny
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