Hi. I'msodead. Bye.
I'm ice skating through my days. Except for the 'ice skating' bit, it's true. Like, you know, going zooom zoooooom zoooooooooooooooooooom through the day and then the speed breaker is when my head hits the pillow and then repeat. And sometimes, when sitting like a zombie in a train, I'll ask Life for a doughnut. Not that I ever get one, yet. HAVING KITTEN EYES HELPS NO MORE, FUCKER!
I'm losing weight. That equals to losing my mind and loosing of my denims. I hate it (like I hate it.). The other day, I was wearing denims and got drenched in the pretty rains and my pants wouldn't stop slipping down. (No TWSS intended.) I was in college and pleaded to anyone / everyone on Twitter around town to lend me a BELT. Not that I got one, yet.
And the next person to give me 'eat well' advice is going to be fucking shot thrice in the tummy because I eat well. Some of us have an insane rate of metabolism you know. Do I sound angry? Good.
I attended this two day workshop on Child Sexual Abuse awareness this weekend 'cause I'm slated to work with Childline. Trust me, humans are disgusting. Full stop.
I haven't had cake in so long, I think I'm out of practice. HEE HEE. Throw me a surprise cake party, GOD.
I'm going to lose my teenageity in 40 days from now. I make it sound like losing virginity or something. I'm sure it feels equally heartbarfing. Hai nah? I hope wanting to kick kittens continues to be ethically legit once you're no longer a teen. :)
Oh, come on! Don't go all 'why would you want to kick kittens' on me now. -.-
I love biscuits, too!
No, I'm no Potter fan. Just. For the lulz.