I am seriously having a wardrobe malfunction even though i've just finished coloured co-ordinating the entire cupboard. now my hair is in a mess. Still not very happy with the way it looks. Humongously Unsatisfied. Again and again like before, waking up to the scorching heat of the sun half frying my human thighs- it's like my automatic alarm clock now, it never fails to give me a morning tan in the lower part of my body every single 1030am. I have sooo many things i would like to watch and i've accumulated a whole lot of actors that i'm fond of- thus i'm thinking of watching every movie that they're starring in. Crazy i know. This is certainly going to be my last teenage years of my life so why not a little teenagey frenzy. But i don't think it's possible to find the time to. with work piling up. I'm partially independent and i like it. Just like how Renee Kathleen Zellweger in Bridget Jone's Diary does it. Quoting my very favourite:
Resolution #1: uggg - will obviously lose 20 lbs. #2: always put last night's panties in the laundry basket. Equally important: will find nice sensible boyfriend and stop forming romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, sexaholics, commitment-phobics, peeping toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits, or perverts. Will especially stop fantasizing about a particular person who embodies all these things.
xoxo
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