Birthday greetings and bitchings
First things first...happy birthday to my bestest best friend in the world....my partner in crime..JACQ!!!!! Happy birthday lola....can't wait for you to get back home in the third world so we can continue our adventures hee hee.
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Yarr... I am getting addicted once again to those Hello Panda biscuits. Nope, not the chocolate-filled ones, but those of the strawberry variant. AAARRRR!!! It's best with Sola Green Tea....
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I seriously need to re-organize my room...I'm thinking of buying a new desk since the big one I've had since college isn't that practical anymore.
I also need to buy small plastic bins to store my books and what-not.
And I need another shoe rack. Gad. Don't tell me to stop buying shoes because that's not going to happen.
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Lately, my body clock seems to be screwed up more than ever. I attempt to go get some sleep around 3 am (after a nightly phone call with the boyfriend) then wake up an hour later....and get to sleep by 6 or 7 am. Yep, you've read it right. 6 in the morning y'all.
This morning I suddenly woke up around 5 am and started throwing up. No, I'm not pregnant (if I was, it would be an immaculate concepcion bwahaha). Perhaps this is due to me skipping meals every day.
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No offense to Jacq since it's her birthday and all...but is today International Raging Hormones Day?
Everywhere I look today there were a lot of really and I mean REALLY fugly couples who are literally pawing at each other in public. I still stand by my principles when I was still single and bitter, you do those things in public.
And when did it actually become a trend to put your hand in your partner's rear pant pocket?! Oh my god! Talk about cheap!!!
Especially for the ladies women (they don't deserve to be called ladies in my opinion) or should I just be brutally honest and call then SKANK WHORES?
Anyway, how can you expect other people to respect you if you let yourself be treated like that? Geez, have some respect for yourselves.
Don't give me the excuse that Valentine's Day is almost upon us because, I'm not buying it.
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Yarr... I am getting addicted once again to those Hello Panda biscuits. Nope, not the chocolate-filled ones, but those of the strawberry variant. AAARRRR!!! It's best with Sola Green Tea....
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I seriously need to re-organize my room...I'm thinking of buying a new desk since the big one I've had since college isn't that practical anymore.
I also need to buy small plastic bins to store my books and what-not.
And I need another shoe rack. Gad. Don't tell me to stop buying shoes because that's not going to happen.
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Lately, my body clock seems to be screwed up more than ever. I attempt to go get some sleep around 3 am (after a nightly phone call with the boyfriend) then wake up an hour later....and get to sleep by 6 or 7 am. Yep, you've read it right. 6 in the morning y'all.
This morning I suddenly woke up around 5 am and started throwing up. No, I'm not pregnant (if I was, it would be an immaculate concepcion bwahaha). Perhaps this is due to me skipping meals every day.
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No offense to Jacq since it's her birthday and all...but is today International Raging Hormones Day?
Everywhere I look today there were a lot of really and I mean REALLY fugly couples who are literally pawing at each other in public. I still stand by my principles when I was still single and bitter, you do those things in public.
And when did it actually become a trend to put your hand in your partner's rear pant pocket?! Oh my god! Talk about cheap!!!
Especially for the ladies women (they don't deserve to be called ladies in my opinion) or should I just be brutally honest and call then SKANK WHORES?
Anyway, how can you expect other people to respect you if you let yourself be treated like that? Geez, have some respect for yourselves.
Don't give me the excuse that Valentine's Day is almost upon us because, I'm not buying it.