Springbonjo

I wana drown myself in nescafe mistra. They’re giving it away like free shit- free with $25 and $15 mac delivery, free with BK shit etc. Stupid lousy grocery store doesn’t sell it and I’m too lazy to walk out to the 7-11 for buy one get one free.

OMG I actually stopped my starbucks craving. And even amost killed my sushi cravings. Should revive them.

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Oh and Nickelback’s Saving Me Mtv made me cry also. MTVs MAKE ME CRY BUT PEOPLE DUN. Go figure. I like saying go figure. Now that I’m into thinking rubbish, it’s like challenging your figure to GO. Go awry. No wonder. Or it could be, GO as in Go GO GO, the spurring kind.

I’m rambling because I am restless and drowsy.

I’m so gonna draw nude people when I learn how to. Any volunteer models?

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My thoughts get childish and stupid and lame cuz I don’t want to grow up.

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6.49pm

Thoughts:

Tv, oprah’s in the background. SOCCER TONIGHT! ARSENAL! YAYS!

I think I am getting a job. Now all I have to do is marry Perfect One, travel the world and life is perfect. No, really.

Should I eat junk food for the last time? Note, thinking you’re gonna treat yourself for the last time doesn’t work. I’ve been there and weighed alot. I read somewhere being on a strict diet, and indulging on say, weekends doesn’t hurt the weight loss. Hmm.

I still feel happy despite the minor fucks here and there. Goody, school is ALMOST HERE, and what better way, then to have WORLD CUP just 4 days after my school starts? Awesome, here’s to serious sleep deprievation, I forsee alot of beer drinking if I manage to find a good bar and a soccer khaki and am filthy rich. But I don’t know how to drink yet, period. I can’t stand bitter stuff.

More unconstructive activities ie tv watching blog surfing.

Friends often skew away from one on one dates. It’s too personal. I don’t have a problem with it- in fact I find it much better to know them well. But it’s childish if you insist on being on more then 2. What, you think that I am going to rape you or something? I’m talking both sexes/ straight and not here.

I’m not bitching, it’s just SO irritating the entire teeny bopper generation (read: supposedly my kind ie age group, teens, therefore I must be like that to fit in) MUST be in groups, if not you’re deemed in a relationship/interested in each other.

I hope the threesome/swingers sex thing gets caught up with you stupid fucktards and everyone would want to hang out in pairs for fear of getting too close in big numbers, and if not, you’re deemed in a relationship/interested in each other.

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Anyway… Easter is this friday or something. I don’t give a fuck. It’s not a tiff, but some sort of uncomfirmed disagreement.

I hate City Harvest. I don’t care. I fucking hate them, and now you have to be one of them.

I still read the bible, but maybe stop going to church. They’ve given up on me, because I don’t show up for cell and church. I’m starting to get pissed at Char. What was I? A when-you-have-no-boyfriend-can-ask-go-shopping-and-when-still-single-but-now-you-are-attached-woohoo-clap-your-hands-say-yay-say-bye-bye toy?

I’m pissed at my bestie, for our sort of but not really quarrel.

I know I can just take the initiative, but NO I AM NOT GOING TO.

Fuck, you know, I’m dithering on screwing going to church shit. I haven’t been to for a month. Seriously. I keep my religion, but no thanks to church going. Church is a hypocrisy as I stumble on some media shits.

I’m sick of Christians. Not God, not christianity, but christians.

Happy birthday to my jun.

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Ben’s home in TWO DAYS.

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School schmooze tomorrow. Mustn’t forget/be late.

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MMPH FFFT BLUERGH- I suck at my sound words (what’s the correct proper term again?) vocabulary.

It’s a slow day and I’m getting bored.

You know some words just conjure plesaure?

Here’s some of mine at the moment:

Mars Chocolate Darl Kangaroos Pony Harry Potter England Jun Starbucks Benedict Ben

Okay, I already said it’s a slow day; I can’t help it if it’s such a lame post. I tried scanning my drawings but the nothing appears on my com- I’m having the sneaking suspicion the scanner is not plugged in the computer.

I hate technology, my flickr is still screwing me over.