Life is brilliant. Life is literally efffffing good. Minus qualms minus portraying a slouchy awkward (allegedly) down to earth fuck and getting fucks about it life is good the whole year. As in grade-A brilliant. The whole year of 2011 was pretty laid back although it had its share of minor struggles but heck why complicate things? My only constant struggle was with yknow.. emotions cause heck these things are inevitable and stands its ground. Also my prominent paranoid freakouts amongst friends eg : "NO DONT GO TO THE DARK ALLEY GUYS WE'RE GONNA GET KILLED!" or "Omg dad buy me a treadmill please! No i wont jog outside like a normal person! I might get raped or kidnapped!" Yes that. (And dad did relented to the demands of a red blooded hormonal lass. Kudos dad) Comprehend this : i have a strong policy against strangers gagging me and hacking my limbs into tiny chunks before chucking it to the river.. *shudders. Moving on the merriment and joy and shit like that, i've got kick ass family kick ass cats kick ass friends. Having carefree parents that gives me a decent amount of liberty is good so i was never a rebellious kid to begin with. Sad though cause i've always wondered what i'd be like if i had that wild child phase.. I am also through w/ my "I love Ashley Tisdale , say whatever you guys want to say ok! dont judge me" era. Through with that. Self loathing commencing in 3,2,1. Ha ha ha
Whatevs im still in the process of persuading mum to get me that Proenza Schouler PS1 satchel in Raspberry/Black. Shut up (i do endless chores everyday it renders course hands so a bag is good for the soul shut it.)
Ps. I should cool it on the cusses kan? Boo me.
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