awake my soul.

fat mess.

Recently i’ve put on weight, well i’m going to call its excess mass. makes me feel more content and reassured that this ‘mass’ with go missing soon. I’m not going to say i’m on a diet because the word diet scares me and makes me go all shivery. I suppose looking at pictures of skinny people doesn’t make me feel any better. Although i’m all for being unique and different i am insecure about lots of this, as i’m sure most people are. So as i sit here smelling the garlic bread from downstairs I WILL RESIST IT. or maybe i’ll just start tomorrow. mwhahaha. 

 Cowley over and out.

apple pie.

ignore the sweet and sugary title. this post will not be sweet. the topic is periods, i hate them. fucking pads and tampons everywhere. id love to be a boy, no worry or pain just x box and wanking at inapropriate things. im hungry and moody! i don’t even know if people read these but im not bothered. its a way of me letting off some steam. rant over.

exams.

Revision for exams is like Chinese torture. I’d rather eat mushrooms, and lets get this straight i HATE mushrooms! I’m re-sitting my english exam tomorrow because i’m such a failure at not just life but english aswell apparently. Reading a whole book then answering never ending questions on it for 2 hours seems rather tedious and ominous. Oh well at least tomorrow is Friday where i get to enjoy a weekend of seeing my boyfriend for a day and then, oh wait. Yes he’s going skiing Sunday so he’s leaving me for a week. Ummm. That just ruined my mood even more. The glare im getting from my revision notes is beginning to make my eyes hurt. It’s as if their looking at me in disappointment longing for me to read them -___-! Best get to it then or i’ll have to re sit my re sit (if that’s humanly possible). chow for now.
Cowley over and out.