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I decided last week to try to stop biting my fingernails. I tried that gross-tasting stuff, but it didn't work - it just made the chewing experience much less enjoyable. And I tried putting plasters on but everyone kept thinking I had caught my hands in a blender or something. (Jeez, I'm not *that* clumsy, you guys.)
So today I painted them with some nail polish. Nothing mad, you must understand, just some really pale blue stuff Hannah had. I mean, I figured that I'd concentrate harder on picking the stuff off than on biting them.
Hannah thought it looked cool; Mom asked me if I was gay.
My agent said it 'wouldn't be good for my image'.
No fair.
In other news: Lucy and Dom, I don't know how you managed to keep it a secret from me for so long. You guys are despicable.
:tries to look stern and scary:
:fails miserably:
It's sickening. All my friends are in great relationships right now. You all suck, y'hear? :grin:
So today I painted them with some nail polish. Nothing mad, you must understand, just some really pale blue stuff Hannah had. I mean, I figured that I'd concentrate harder on picking the stuff off than on biting them.
Hannah thought it looked cool; Mom asked me if I was gay.
My agent said it 'wouldn't be good for my image'.
No fair.
In other news: Lucy and Dom, I don't know how you managed to keep it a secret from me for so long. You guys are despicable.
:tries to look stern and scary:
:fails miserably:
It's sickening. All my friends are in great relationships right now. You all suck, y'hear? :grin: