January 2010
i miss you.
Omg.
possibly seeing MC Lars in march.
life just got even more awesome!
Damn.
my leg just made an involuntary jerk, and it made me spill my drink. which was hot chocolate, onto my mint green bedsheets, my leg, and my new pyjamas.
this is certainly a fail.
speaking of fail;
failsafe own. i need to see those lads again.
if i could just hold on, to you as a reason, you could have anyone - failsafe, to deny yourself.
Good Times Ahead!
i think italy is going to be really great(: i’ve just got a good feeling about it really :p
then half term will be utterly wicked too, and i WILL not only do all my hw before the sunday, but i plan to get wrecked at least thrice, muahaha.
life is awesome guys <3
“Watch your heart when we’re together
Boys like you love me forever”
“bought a noam chomsky book on my dad’s credit-card
became an expert on...”
– MC FREAKIN’ LARS MAAAAN.
“beautiful. dirty. rich.”
Oh, People.
why is everyone so obsessed with class and money and parents and jobs and school and just URGH. it’s like you don’t realise that everyone is in the shitter at the moment, so looking down on someone is a bit pointless. i’m so fed up with people proclaiming their middle class and proud, or “common” and proud; who gives a shit? you can come from any class and still be a...
You're a Dick.
i love that how no matter what time of day it is, this statement probably applies to someone :p
i just came back from the cinema with my men, lol. i jest. well i did just come back from the cinema, but i have not claimed pat and ben as mine :p ahahahah. we saw sherlock holmes, and mannn, rdj has got it goin’ onnn.
this post really has no point.
like my life ;D
gonna go float around on...
Keesha.
is my tumblr stalker.
look out everyone, she’s coming at you!
“We’re all mad here.”
–
Cheshire Cat
(via hawwiiee)
SQUEE.
DO WANT DO WANT DO WANTTT.
and in other news,
i think that if i went to hell, there would be a vat that was equivalent to all the orange juice i’ve ever drank from a carton. i know it’s a disgusting habit, but i only drink out of my carton. there is actually always one in our fridge labelled “CATS ORANGE JUICE. DRINK AND DIE.” anal, right?
speaking of fridges, ours...
The Man on the Clapham Omnibus.
so i’m sitting here getting all philosphizing about mill’s harm principle. i bet you’re all really jealous. i think we should all go back to speaking like those in the 1930’s, or perhaps even the twenties? omnibus is so much nicer sounding than bus (: plus, an expression from back home involved trams, and it makes me all nostaligic. naww. anyway, back to the world of...
Hrphmm..
i can’t find my new york tee; y’know, the one that says “i rode on a ny subway and lived!” one? it’s so corny, but it’s my mothers from when she went in the seventies. i keep it for two reasons, one, because it feels so nice, two, we both find it amusing that at some point in time, it fit her. ahahah. i love my mum <3
