Absolutely no comment on the failed hickeys on Ls neck and her public debut as a sexual being.
By failed I mean not nearly as purple as you've seen them on my victims.
Lets talk about sex baby, lets talk about you and me, I love that song soo much thank you F!
French today I was so pissed off at the world, which triggered me yelling at S for drooling after 2 years older, taken girls. Jealous? He likes to think so. But no, I don't get jealous of boys really, just of friends. I know it's stupid.
And Eliah offered me candy, when I turned it down he insisted saying I shouldn't "diet". The thing is, I very much don't consider not devouring empty calories constantly a diet. It's more a question of habit, I suppose? And after watching the father live off cheese doodles and toffee in front of the TV for years and years, you get kind of turned off on junk foods. Plus, I have somewhat awkward memories of him telling me to "watch the tummy" when I copied his life style, since I wasn't "married off yet". Guess game where my food/boy complex origins?
So Maths. Bleh. And french, but that's not as big a deal cos it's only with my tutor.
Cut my nails for the b-ball tournament this weekend. I like them long, but I don't wanna scratch someones eyes out or so. So I'ma paint them some cute color in stead =)
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