A student’s life

Totoro~

I had no choice (NO CHOICE, I tell you!) but to copy this image and paste it here. (Yes, total copy and paste). Someone (or someTHING, I suspect) screams “PLAGARISM!” at me, but do I care? No. (Re-think and double-re-think.. No, I still don’t care).

This looks like a cup of coffee, mocha latte, hot chocolate .. yum. My head is screaming, “I WANT!”

Aw, but look! How can I (how CAN I) spoil even the slightest bit of this extravagant beauty? Absolute perfect-ness.

I can smell the coffee (I’m serious, I can actually smell it!). And it’s bringing back memories (no, it’s not the caffeine).

Totoro. My neighbour Totoro.

My neighbour? No.

My childhood friend Totoro.
My absolute favourite furry thing of all time Totoro.
My bestest ‘make-my-heart-swell’ friend Totoro.

*happy sigh*

I’m going to watch it again now. (Watch what?) Guess. Tee-hee.

Oh, and be certain (and amused, even) that I’m going to be talking in Totoro language for the next couple of hours.

(And how is THAT supposed to sound like?)

Zi-zi-zha.. Bom-bom-ba.. Zi-zi-zha.. Bom-bom-ba..

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Credit: Photo swiped from somewhere in Facebook.