so ill...
I woke up this morning feeling like my body no longer had bones. Yes...I am very ill. I hate this. It sucks so badly that I can't even begin to express my turmoil. And...for whatever reason, apparently when I get sick in this manner, I gnaw on my lips even more than I normally do. It's true, I chewed my lips to pulp..gross huh?
On the Hooray side of things, I went to Victoria's Secret the other day and bought new bras. I NEEDED new bras. It wasn't a brainless visit. I had a mission. They were having a $9.99 and up bra sale. I ended up spending 90 bucks on bras. But, I feel good about my purchases. Plus, what girl doesn't like to spend time in a Victoria's Secret dressing room?
I want to be in a band. I really do. I want to be some awesome sexy lezbo front chick of a cool rock band. I'd be hot. I'd probably get some nice poon-tang outta the whole deal too. Besides wanting to look cool and get chicks, I really do want to sing too. Too bad I'm such a wuss. Singing for people is scary. I think I'm good at it, but...what if I'm like one of those people on American Idol who swears up and down that they are "it", that they can sing like no other...and they totally believe it too. Ugh, I don't want that to be me. I fear rejection too much. Blah.
On the Hooray side of things, I went to Victoria's Secret the other day and bought new bras. I NEEDED new bras. It wasn't a brainless visit. I had a mission. They were having a $9.99 and up bra sale. I ended up spending 90 bucks on bras. But, I feel good about my purchases. Plus, what girl doesn't like to spend time in a Victoria's Secret dressing room?
I want to be in a band. I really do. I want to be some awesome sexy lezbo front chick of a cool rock band. I'd be hot. I'd probably get some nice poon-tang outta the whole deal too. Besides wanting to look cool and get chicks, I really do want to sing too. Too bad I'm such a wuss. Singing for people is scary. I think I'm good at it, but...what if I'm like one of those people on American Idol who swears up and down that they are "it", that they can sing like no other...and they totally believe it too. Ugh, I don't want that to be me. I fear rejection too much. Blah.