Ms Sqeaky and the issue boys/girls.

Hello, my name is Ms Sqeaky... or, it might as well be Ms Sqeaky. For the third day in a row now I'm still honking like a frikkin goose. Or, as my love said, honking like a horn from an old T-ford. And it's not funny any more! I'm a very talkative person, bordering on babbling. I can't shut up! Or, I can, but I don't enjoy it. And not to mention, it's impossible to sing! That's the worst part, 'cause I always sing to keep me company when I study alone at home. *meep*
And, going out for the monday quiz today. Suspect I will be mocked for my honky voice yet another evening... *sniffles* Maybe I need to bring my parrot on a stick so that I can whack those who try to be sarcastic.

Onto my second topic. Boys and girls. Or... I think I will put that in another entry, just for the logic. I'm finally posting this, two days after creating the draft, so perhaps dividing it will be a good idea.

(Oh, and the quiz? Didn't go too well... bah. But that's nothing new! Hahaha...)