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I am home, and dying. I have the stomach flu. i just realised about 10 minutes ago that ive been wearing the same shirt since thursday. i dont know what today is, but i think that was a long time ago.
i havent left my house in a long time. ive watched every girly chick flick type movie i own about 8 times each.
i had a british decorating show marathon yesterday. it was interesting. i ate a lot of kiwi's. and tea. i havent gotten off my couch in a long long time. i think ive crossed the line of pathetic-ness.
my tummy hurts. but the truth is, i love having the stomach flu because its a good excuse to lose 5lbs in a week.
there arent any british shows on tonight. and ive watched all my movies. im listening to the yeah yeah yeahs & looking at pictures of england.
ive decided (after watching all the british shows) that im going to england next spring. and renting a cottage. and having a grand old time. then when im done university in halifax. im moving there. and im going to meet a very cute british boy, with a very cute british accent. yes. that is exactly what is going to happen. i had some weird dreams last night. we went camping. hey, lets go camping next weekend. we can set up a tent in someones basement. sounds fun to me.
i had chinese food tonight. my fortune cookie said "Stop searching. Happiness will come to you." I think thats good advice. will i take it? probably not. simply because im too crazy & too stupid.
i cleaned my room today. but its still a mess. i went through all these random boxes of memory crap. i found lots of interesting and weird things. i put it all back in boxes, and into my closet, because i dont like most of those memories right now. i cut my foot on a nail when i was cleaning. it hurts a lot.
and that is my random, boring, and more than slightly pathetic life, to date.
the end.
(p.s.meaghan call me later. ilu.)
i havent left my house in a long time. ive watched every girly chick flick type movie i own about 8 times each.
i had a british decorating show marathon yesterday. it was interesting. i ate a lot of kiwi's. and tea. i havent gotten off my couch in a long long time. i think ive crossed the line of pathetic-ness.
my tummy hurts. but the truth is, i love having the stomach flu because its a good excuse to lose 5lbs in a week.
there arent any british shows on tonight. and ive watched all my movies. im listening to the yeah yeah yeahs & looking at pictures of england.
ive decided (after watching all the british shows) that im going to england next spring. and renting a cottage. and having a grand old time. then when im done university in halifax. im moving there. and im going to meet a very cute british boy, with a very cute british accent. yes. that is exactly what is going to happen. i had some weird dreams last night. we went camping. hey, lets go camping next weekend. we can set up a tent in someones basement. sounds fun to me.
i had chinese food tonight. my fortune cookie said "Stop searching. Happiness will come to you." I think thats good advice. will i take it? probably not. simply because im too crazy & too stupid.
i cleaned my room today. but its still a mess. i went through all these random boxes of memory crap. i found lots of interesting and weird things. i put it all back in boxes, and into my closet, because i dont like most of those memories right now. i cut my foot on a nail when i was cleaning. it hurts a lot.
and that is my random, boring, and more than slightly pathetic life, to date.
the end.
(p.s.meaghan call me later. ilu.)