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Lately I've been disappointed with my papasan. It just isn't as fluffy as it used to be.
Things are good... or at least better than they were last time I checked in (which was quickly private-ised due to me being super lame and chunky). Hell week is almost over, aka my english exam is tomorrow and I've studied too much as it is. I fucking love my cat. I'm getting another costume tomorrow night. And then I'm going to Caitlin's house and probably having the best time I've ever had. I'm going to be Kriss from Kriss Kross. Oh, and then I'm going to Meghan's on Saturday. I'm going to be a deviled egg. And then I'm going to be awesome but that's not a costume.
I love Fiona Rex. I also love those silly Vans slipper shoes. Even if they do rape the backs of my ankle. Which I'm pretty sure is just considered ankle.
Things are good... or at least better than they were last time I checked in (which was quickly private-ised due to me being super lame and chunky). Hell week is almost over, aka my english exam is tomorrow and I've studied too much as it is. I fucking love my cat. I'm getting another costume tomorrow night. And then I'm going to Caitlin's house and probably having the best time I've ever had. I'm going to be Kriss from Kriss Kross. Oh, and then I'm going to Meghan's on Saturday. I'm going to be a deviled egg. And then I'm going to be awesome but that's not a costume.
I love Fiona Rex. I also love those silly Vans slipper shoes. Even if they do rape the backs of my ankle. Which I'm pretty sure is just considered ankle.