i eat this shit like crack
I HAVE NUTELLA
REJOICE
Seriously, I, I, am really happy that I currently live not a quarter of a mile away from a real supermarket that closes at eleven (or sometime past eleven, I'm not quite sure). My dad has to work the night shift tonight, and my mother was asleep, so I grabbed some cash that was lying around and sneaked off to the supermarket to buy foodstuffs. They can't be upset with me for STOCKING THEIR FRIDGE. Normal teenagers would probably steal cash lying around the house to fund their drug binges, after all. I just want to eattt.
I temporarily deactivated my Facebook account because I was tired of seeing status updates that went like this
"__________ has a job!" (Bonus points if they add, "After _____ days of searching!")
"__________ is going on the London/Italy (choose one) school trip!"
"__________ is summer vacationing in _______!"
What bothers me is not that I thought "I hate you" as a response to every one of these kinds of status updates, but that I thought it so frequently that it became a reflex. D; As I don't want to grow up a bitter old woman, begrudging others the opportunities they had rather than feeling happy for them, I thought it best to take some time off from Facebook.
I was going to post more about some other things, but I'm sorry I really can't I have to go eat more Nutella
I am probably going to regret eating that shit like crack when it goes straight to my hips aren't I.
Oh well I can't be bothered.
REJOICE
Seriously, I, I, am really happy that I currently live not a quarter of a mile away from a real supermarket that closes at eleven (or sometime past eleven, I'm not quite sure). My dad has to work the night shift tonight, and my mother was asleep, so I grabbed some cash that was lying around and sneaked off to the supermarket to buy foodstuffs. They can't be upset with me for STOCKING THEIR FRIDGE. Normal teenagers would probably steal cash lying around the house to fund their drug binges, after all. I just want to eattt.
I temporarily deactivated my Facebook account because I was tired of seeing status updates that went like this
"__________ has a job!" (Bonus points if they add, "After _____ days of searching!")
"__________ is going on the London/Italy (choose one) school trip!"
"__________ is summer vacationing in _______!"
What bothers me is not that I thought "I hate you" as a response to every one of these kinds of status updates, but that I thought it so frequently that it became a reflex. D; As I don't want to grow up a bitter old woman, begrudging others the opportunities they had rather than feeling happy for them, I thought it best to take some time off from Facebook.
I was going to post more about some other things, but I'm sorry I really can't I have to go eat more Nutella
I am probably going to regret eating that shit like crack when it goes straight to my hips aren't I.
Oh well I can't be bothered.