the shh.. is bananas B A N A N A S
january is fading & all i have to show is tired eyes & a stomache full of mangoes and limes. i wish i were more organised in my movements as well as i am in my thoughts. i take too many moments out of my day to 'stop & smell the flowers', i am never on time. i dream a lot about toast & the finer things in life like sugar glazed donuts. my bedroom is childishly magical with its faery wings & butterfly masks pinned to the walls, polariods and flowers glued to the doors. george calls me sugarmonster, how cute is that? he makes tea with the coffee machine. i bought him a teaparty set complete with a teapot & four teacups, he uses it for potpourri, i frown upon this. i am less camera shy, but haven't gotten around to posting photographs. i want to be known as something of "classical beauty", i look more & more horrid each and everytime i cut my own hair, i should really stop but it's so addicting, i don't even understand why. i wish i were a hairstylist, i bet that is where all the gossip is. nothing is happening in my life, i recently learned that bananas is a cheat fruit, there happens to be a lot of carbs in them!