Today me and Anastasia went to McLaren Vale.
That's an old country town.
We went cheese tasting and I realised how much I hate olives.
Anastasia drew all over my hands && arms on the way back.
We saw this group of boys who looked about nine.
I waved at them and yelled ''HELLO'' and they waved back.
Then me and Anastasia were sitting down on the skate ramp and I yelled ''DON'T LITTER''.
They thought it was funny so they came closer to us and started planning something.
Just as we were about to get a drink, they yelled out ''CAN WE HAVE YOUR NUMBER?!''.
I said ''000!'' which is SA's police number.
They then said ''BE HERE AT 7, WE LIKE TO RAPE PEOPLE!''
Anastasia and I ran to the playground, but they followed us.
So I yelled ''Are you guys nine or something?!'' and that seemed to get them away.
I spilled boiling hot water on my pants as we were having a picnic.
On the way back home, we stopped at the Garden Nursery where there are chickens.
Anastasia played with the chickens, but they all hated me.
As soon as I went near a chicken, it ran away from me or pecked my finger.
I tried feeding the baby chickens, but they just ran as fast as they could away from me.
In other words, I don't get along with chickens.
I have the words ''I ♥ Olives'' on my hand. I actually hate them.
In the olive-tasting-guest-book, I wrote ''OLIVES LOOK COOL!!!!!!
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I drank some lime flavoured lemonade today.
I'm helping Jen make an SS quiz on Quizillaaaa!
Well yes, today has been quite fun and amusing.