and people who
of time on facebook but then watches telly all the time (or videogames or whatevz)
as if it's more sad to communitcate with people (online or not)
than it is watching other people communicate (or whatever the hell they're doing)
and if I move
That, I decided today.
this is what I found
Try and make it sound as if you are selling sex.
But in a cute way.
dream job online
bleerin apply to it.
As if anything ever would flippn' go my way.
Ridicolousness all in all.
and by the way
1. That whenever two women are standing next to each other (no matter the context) there always have to be a discussion in whoever is the best looking?
2. That people feel sorry for kids who are being raised by vegan/vegetarian parents because "they are not giving the children a choice" as if children should have a choice in what they eat or not anyway?
hello honey fried in custard sugar for lunch dinner and breakkie please.
With a kfc bucket on the side.
happy meal.
hello h&m
The 80's called.
It wants skin cancer back.
not to be a language racist or anything
But everyone knows that speaking dutch is just speaking english
but you have to add yes "yes, a bit more mayonaise please"
after each sentence.
True. flippin. story.
this is true
One time (when I lived in Ireland) I joined a dating website and then
I got talking to some pretty boy and we decided to meet up at some
stage and then we added each other on facebook and then he had some status saying
something about it being every man's nightmare to get married and then I ignored him after that.
Not because I even feel a desperate will or need to ever get married.
But purely because I thought that was the fucking stupidest thing I had ever heard.
I'm sure he's still crying about it today. He's kicking himself now. Probably.
(oh yeah and I'm not on any dating website anymore)
do you also get monsters in your head?
Telling you that you've achieved nuttin' with your life?
Then you'll remind yourself that just silly auld talk.
chances are when somebody else tells you, you're never
really listening.
we're always the decorations
I'm so sick of being inbetween hating or loving your body.
Every bleerin' female magazine out there has two major
headlines (preferably on the same page)
"learn to love your body"
and
"loose a dress size before the summer"
but can we not ever just be accepting? This is my body and it's functioning.
Furthermore I don't particularly care.
I know this is a bit blahblah
But I'only had one glass of wine this week.
ONE.
(considering that monday doesn't count as that was a bankholiday monday.
Hrm, so maybe two then? No. ONE.
I'm not sure why I'm mentioning this but one could easily wonder why I haven't got
abs straight away?
now I'm not saying
That what I am doing all day now is the most pointless and absurd thing ever.
But essentially it is.
everything is handed in
All my uni work. Can youse believe it?
yeah probably. But I can't.
ah oh nevermind
In my new job. Task is to ring basically all countries (well small exaggeration)
I'm not understanding what they're saying and they don't understand
what I'm saying.
Living the dream.
also
Corinne's last day. Sadness.
and me and fluffy and Giannis
