Well to begin I shall comment on something Patrick said in his last blog, quoting it would be far too much effort but it was something roughly along the lines of "Alex shares my views on art". Whilst largely I am disinterested in art I am still (surprisingly) a fan of walking around the National Gallery in London. I cannot name on favourite painting, heck I can't even name one favourite artist but I do like looking at some of the more quirky paintings. I should also say that I am a HUGE fan of the Natural History Museum, I honestly believe that it is one of the most interesting assortments of fossils, pictures, evidence and such that I've ever been to. Plus entry is free! That's just magical.
And now onto the less serious (or more serious, depending on how you look at it) topic to be discussed within this blog, my forehead. I feel a little bit sorry for my forehead, whenever I use any sort of product on my face because my hair covers it it always gets neglected. I guess that means no matter how exfoliated, moisturised and toned my cheeks, chin and nose are my forehead must have skin like that of a witch. Only not green, or all bumpy like a mountain range, or on the face of someone who can do magic. I'd love to be able to do magic, I'd make myself three inches taller and more physically imposing. Maybe next I'd look into solving world hunger or something, who knows. I'd magic myself tap dancing ability too! Tap dancing is cool, Adam Garcia makes it cool by being sexy and having a cameo in House. This blog is becoming random so I'm off to make an omelette and then devour it like an angry bear. RRRAAAWWWRR.
Ps. I don't think bears go "RRRAAAWWWRR". Also I wrote this at 09:39, just scheduled it to post at 12.34 so the numbers are all neat, because I'm a loser like that.
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