rants rants rants.
blogs are therapeutic really.
and I've been dead on texts this week. meh.
long week anyway.
I just wonder how much happier I'll be with instant internet access wherever and whenever.
I really need a bb/iPhone.
no idea which one I'd get, really.
macbook's coming soon. gonna get my parents to collect it for me while I attend another meeting.
meh meh meh
really annoyed with my body size now,
and my left ear got infected. dammit dammit dammit.
why can't I be a freaking size zero.
or why can't I just not have a fuglyfuglydoublechin
actually what am I talking about,
I'm never gonna be happy with my body
because I get so disgusted by fats anyway
did you know my brother and I have the same leg proportions?
so imagine how fugly they are.
argharghargh wannarexia please hit me hard.
no, I'm already wannarexic.
anorexia hit me hard please.
damned camera won't charge, something's wrong with the bloody pins.
oh did I mention that my birthday celebrations have lasted since last friday until today?
okay will narrate it since I'm so freaking bored anyway.
friday: bunch of peeps start wishing me. ohkay guys, but it's Bethea's birthday not mine.
saturday: no avocado ice cream in clementi, but the guy gave me a birthday discount anyway.
sunday: hahahahahahaha okay weird day. I'll tell you everything in person, but it was fun :)
monday: okay why the hell are you guys singing a song for me every lesson? but hahaha you guys are so cute. and thanks: :D
tuesday: uh, some really out of tune medley. you guys are funny xD
wednesday: chicago kids wished me. hahaha they're jetlagged that bad.
thursday: don't remember. but it has something to do with $$$$ :)
friday: out w wayne,hil,erica, then had a birthday dinner at Serenity. (can bitch about this for an hour)
saturday: birthday party w my dad's family. eh what the, my parents are more excited about my birthday than I am.
sunday: out w dawnnnnn :) <3 <3 oh just remembered I owe her a letter.
I'm really freaked out by the fact that we need exactly 7 hours of sleep a day.
I hope some research says it's pure and utter bullshit.
couple of you asked me why.
why, it's dead, that's why. if you wanna comment you know how to find me on facebook.or twitter.
because you totally read my blog like the bible and really really really want to get to know me.
psh yeah as if that'll ever happen to me.
how can I have as much luck as the flea I squished today, really.
all of a sudden I want to watch a film alone.
Berlin 36.
someone might offer to go with me, maybe I'll go with him/her in the end,
but I don't know why I don't mind watching it alone.
it's one of those random things I'm starting to do you know?
like how I wonder how it'd be like to wear makeup out,
or to cheat on someone,
or to get an impulse piercing/ tattoo.
maybe it's that time of year when I'm just sick of everything.
sounds like everyday.
anyway if you happen to be reading this blog and you've managed to read until here,
here's a little something to say "congratulations"
actually it might be PMS, since just a few days ago I was feeling kinda fine.
stupid excuse though.
I need a psychiatrist bad, before I kill myself.
GMH of the Day::
I asked my 3 year old daughter if she wanted to help people when she grows up. She replied, "But, mommy, I can do that now." She gathered all her old toys and asked me to donate it to less-fortunate children. Her intelligence and compassion GMH
okay I just read some GMH about gays and lesbians and wtf guys.
why do we have to accept people because their gay?
it shouldn't even be an issue of acceptance.
it's not a sickness or a disability you retards, they're just like us. they're not different at all.
so stop mentioning how it's so nice of people to accept them GLBT peeps because that's what we should be doing anyway.
sometimes I just feel like being a total lesbian to elicit a shock out of my community.
but that would be a total insult to the GLBT crew, because this isn't a choice. it's a way of life.
now shut up and move on.
okay I'm sorry.
go to sleep.
♡V
blogs are therapeutic really.
so freaking annoyed because I planned to do my IHessay and then realised I left all my notes in school
and shucks it's due this tuesday so I can't pop by school to take it.
can't borrow it from kirts either since she'll need the notes to do it as well
I think I'll just screw the physics convention and do IH. dangitdangitdangit.
and I've been dead on texts this week. meh.
long week anyway.
I just wonder how much happier I'll be with instant internet access wherever and whenever.
I really need a bb/iPhone.
no idea which one I'd get, really.
macbook's coming soon. gonna get my parents to collect it for me while I attend another meeting.
meh meh meh
I think I'm gonna forget Ben's birthday.
then I'll feel bad, since he was the first to wish me on mine.
then again he has a thousand friends, he probably won't be expecting one from me anyways.
I wonder how things are with him, really.
yeah I know I sound like such a stalker right.
but really I do.
doesn't matter how close I am to people I just end up thinking like that.
including the chicago kids, barely mixed with them.
yeah, I'm an absolute loner. actually I just didn't wanna seem as fake as S. so there.
just wondering how's life on your side yknow?
unless if you're Dawn then well too bad, since I've been separated from you since forever anyway.
and we just met up a few hours ago.
hahaha no I love you bff (: and shucks just remembered I owe you a letter.
really annoyed with my body size now,
and my left ear got infected. dammit dammit dammit.
why can't I be a freaking size zero.
or why can't I just not have a fuglyfuglydoublechin
actually what am I talking about,
I'm never gonna be happy with my body
because I get so disgusted by fats anyway
did you know my brother and I have the same leg proportions?
so imagine how fugly they are.
argharghargh wannarexia please hit me hard.
no, I'm already wannarexic.
anorexia hit me hard please.
told you I was ranting.
damned camera won't charge, something's wrong with the bloody pins.
I want to watch glee but the bloody video isn't working.
great, internet, which is my only source of media entertainment, chooses to fail on me.
oh did I mention that my birthday celebrations have lasted since last friday until today?
okay will narrate it since I'm so freaking bored anyway.
friday: bunch of peeps start wishing me. ohkay guys, but it's Bethea's birthday not mine.
saturday: no avocado ice cream in clementi, but the guy gave me a birthday discount anyway.
sunday: hahahahahahaha okay weird day. I'll tell you everything in person, but it was fun :)
monday: okay why the hell are you guys singing a song for me every lesson? but hahaha you guys are so cute. and thanks: :D
tuesday: uh, some really out of tune medley. you guys are funny xD
wednesday: chicago kids wished me. hahaha they're jetlagged that bad.
thursday: don't remember. but it has something to do with $$$$ :)
friday: out w wayne,hil,erica, then had a birthday dinner at Serenity. (can bitch about this for an hour)
saturday: birthday party w my dad's family. eh what the, my parents are more excited about my birthday than I am.
sunday: out w dawnnnnn :) <3 <3 oh just remembered I owe her a letter.
I received the least gifts this year but oddly enough I don't feel meh about it.
I actually like this year's "celebration"
but really, if you plan a seventeenth party for me, please don't make it corny.
there's something about birthdays that I really can't stand besides the out of key singing, and that's the fact that it's DELIBERATE.
that's how you spell it right.
I'm really freaked out by the fact that we need exactly 7 hours of sleep a day.
I hope some research says it's pure and utter bullshit.
I had ICCcuppacino, chocolatehersheys and kinderbueno today.
then popcorn and a chino.
wtf? wtf was I thinking? why the hell did I eat all that?
I wasn't even hungry wtf!
youseeladiesandgentlement that's why I hate myself.
haaha got rid of the tagboard.
couple of you asked me why.
why, it's dead, that's why. if you wanna comment you know how to find me on facebook.or twitter.
because you totally read my blog like the bible and really really really want to get to know me.
psh yeah as if that'll ever happen to me.
how can I have as much luck as the flea I squished today, really.
and all I'm thinking now is: dislobtdam.
all of a sudden I want to watch a film alone.
Berlin 36.
someone might offer to go with me, maybe I'll go with him/her in the end,
but I don't know why I don't mind watching it alone.
it's one of those random things I'm starting to do you know?
like how I wonder how it'd be like to wear makeup out,
or to cheat on someone,
or to get an impulse piercing/ tattoo.
maybe it's that time of year when I'm just sick of everything.
sounds like everyday.
anyway if you happen to be reading this blog and you've managed to read until here,
here's a little something to say "congratulations"
stupid excuse though.
I need a psychiatrist bad, before I kill myself.
GMH of the Day::
I asked my 3 year old daughter if she wanted to help people when she grows up. She replied, "But, mommy, I can do that now." She gathered all her old toys and asked me to donate it to less-fortunate children. Her intelligence and compassion GMH
okay I just read some GMH about gays and lesbians and wtf guys.
why do we have to accept people because their gay?
it shouldn't even be an issue of acceptance.
it's not a sickness or a disability you retards, they're just like us. they're not different at all.
so stop mentioning how it's so nice of people to accept them GLBT peeps because that's what we should be doing anyway.
sometimes I just feel like being a total lesbian to elicit a shock out of my community.
but that would be a total insult to the GLBT crew, because this isn't a choice. it's a way of life.
now shut up and move on.
okay I'm sorry.
go to sleep.
♡V