immaturity

the white flakes were falling again earlier. i am far less mesmerised than previous, but it doesn't stop me trying to catch the silly things wherever i can - hands, tongue, my whole body...

snow makes everyone childish. we cannot concentrate, our minds wander to the new thing as soon as we glimpse it. we take it in, and one breath is enough to fill us up with thoughts of snow for the rest of the day. and when the flakes are falling, it seems as if the whole world is at peace. like a child. which goes back to what i said before about us being childish in snowy times.

anyway, enough of that dribble. here's a conversation me + helen had on msn in a very strong alex accent. vaairy strong INDEED.

# helen                                       lyj.. x                       ' says:

ai dunor:

becky  8-|                 ihatealex  says:

wai?

# helen                                       lyj.. x                       ' says:

mmm, because ai dunor 

becky  8-|                 ihatealex  says:

wai dun yer nor?

# helen                                       lyj.. x                       ' says:

wai dun YER nor? ey!? ey?!

becky  8-|                 ihatealex  says:

aim a nidiort. wai dun YER nor ey!? yer serposter nor im.

# helen                                       lyj.. x                       ' says:

yer teh orn goin out witt 'im!

becky  8-|                 ihatealex  says:

sher uhp. ah haate yer.

# helen                                       lyj.. x                       ' says:

but i dont half have a peachy arse