Although my parents have certain ideas about what kind of foods I like and what is going to make me healthy, I have other ideas! Why should they get to decide everything that I'm fed, it's like going into a restaurant and having someone from another table order what your going to eat for that meal. So, from now on there are going to be new rules, out with tuna, spinach and curry; and in with mandarins, I imagine soon I'll want ice cream too.
Apparently I'm stuck in a womb, I guess they can't pronounce room or something. I'm making more space so I can make my room more livable, and unfortunately this seems to be having an adverse effect on my mum's bladder, which she seems to be emptying on a frequent basis.
So I guess I was a secret up until today, and now it seems that I'm a hot topic. Everyone is talking about me, I'm not really sure what all the fuss is about and I don't even know any of these people!
I've started to make my mum feel sick in the evening, apart from that every thing seems to be going fine.
Answer: yes we are.
So I made it, it was easier than I thought, its the equivalent of a human swimming 3000 miles non-stop. A bunch of us made it and what happened next wasn't very pretty. Imagine a pie-eating competition in Southern Texas, anyway you get the idea. The rest should be history.
