| I'm actually kinda bored. I would make a new xanga. But, seriously, what's the point? I barely even update my xanga NOW. Sigh. Me so bored.
Is there a disease where you are always bored? If there is, I think I have it.
Kill me now. Or give me something to do. Either one works.
And I'm hungry. But my brother ate most of my junk food and I ate all the pumpkin pie yesterday night. I have nothing to eat. Sob. Me so hungy. Which is really weird by the way. WHen there's nothing to eat, THEN I'm hungry. When you give me food to eat, me not hungry. |
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| I actually have absolutely nothing to write about. Sigh. So bored. (Yes, again) Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.
I actually just like typing on this keyboard. It is so cool. Giggle.
Except, you know, I ran out of things to write about. So there you go. |
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| Life is boring. Mergh. And I think I am like "out" of my new screenname phase. Yup. I'm so proud of myself. Although it's not really due to any effort on my part. I just ran out of ideas. That's all. Sigh. Me so bored.
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| I was looking through some of my pictures. I actually look CUTE in some of them. *Shock* Although it's like a ratio of like 1:3. There's like one good picture in every four pictures. Also known as 1/4 or 25%.
Okay. Actually, I'm really judging the "good-ness" of the picture by the quality of my hair in the afore-mentioned photograph. Yes. Wonderful way to find out the "good" qualities in something or someone. I'm so shallow. *Sob*
Luckily, so is everyone else. To a degree. I like to think that I'm a comfortable in-between on the shallowness scale. But then, the Nile's not just a river in Egypt. Or Africa. I can't remember. Although, technically Africa is more accurate in terms of geography since the Nile is not just confined to Egypt. But people tend to associate Egypt with the Nile alot... so whatever. You get the meaning. |
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| I hate PMSing. It's so not cool. It's like being pregnant... without the whole not being able to see your feet and the morning sickness.
I mean, if you hear someone go... I'm cranky. My hormones are like all out of balance so I just rip off heads of unlucky people too close to me. I have all these weird cravings for food. And my stomach feels all woobly. And I'm getting FAT. (You know, from all the craving of foods.)
Well, it kinda did to me. Blame whoever designed human females. Which is God or whatever. Woobly stomach is distracting. |
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