Nervousness gives rise to:

I'm doing a speech tomorrow, Sunday, at the new multifaith centre in front of some scary U of T people. I am quite nervous, especially since I have yet to prepare anything. To calm me down, I've made up some stupid poems.

There was once a lady in charge,
her feet were incredibly large
she ate some cake during an earthquake
that strange young woman in charge.

There once was girl from toronto
who was used to having things done PRONTO
she was delayed by a boy (who she went on to destroy)
That head strong girl from toronto.

I don't know, I can't think of any more. I'm going to go write my speech, now that I've gotten some ridiculousness out of my brain. Bye.

ps: is it weird to talk to your food? I just went to the fridge and took out some grapes and said "hello grapes, how are you?" Then I continued "grapes, I'd like you to meet my mouth." My little sister gave me a look of horror. I think she thinks I'm a psychopath.

Okay bye for real this time. Bye.