Colours~

Greetin's ya'll.

Ah have now chosen a topic for mah Independent Study at mah 'special school' (Accordin' ta other people, tha's wha' it's called) So ah chose somethin' fun an' somethin' ah love!

C-O-L-O-U-R-S!

Do yah read me? Ah have chosen a totally awesome topic. Do yah agree? If so, comment sayin' yah do, or anythin' ah could study up on with colours.

Now if yah think this is the most idiotic thin' yah have ever herd someone (In this case, read) say! Tell mah an' maybe suggest a better topic. Bring it on.

'Til next!

Flowers?~

Now ah know wha' yer thinkin'. Flowers? Wha'bout flower? Who would care enough 'bout some plant ta blog 'bout it, eh? Well, ah am! It's as simple as 1, 2, 4. Seriously.

Yah see, mah da', mah mum, and me were all walkin' down our small little town which the cones come ta, when wes saw some paintin's! Theys had flowers on them, real pertty ones ta boot. There was a lady at the door of the house, an' she shouted ta us, "They're free if you want them!" So ah was all like, "Woo!"

So me and mah mum took the best two and walked home like tha'. With paintin' in our hands, ah was in P-J's, an' drinkin' a bottle of Coca-Cola, and then mah da' was walkin' the dog. Quite a sight, don't yah think? ( =

Right nowt the paintin's are in our talkin' room, waitin' for me ta fid 'em a place to hang! They're pretty awesome!

'Til next.

Story~

He topped his head with his hat and buttoned up his coat. It was indeed a dark and stormy night. He smiled to himself as he walked down the side of the road, kicking aside the leaves as he went. All had went smoothly, and exactly how he had been planning it. Well, not actually perfect as he had thought it had been. He had left one fatal telling of the deed he had been doing up at the mansion.
The body was still there.

There be the first of mah story tha' ah'm writin' for tha' writers month thin'! Ah hope it'll turn out good.

'Till next.