At the beginning of every new semester, I always find myself in incredibly high spirits. Somehow, I manage to delude myself into believing that school is a place of fun-fun times and conveniently forget that it is in fact, hell on earth. E.v.er.y s.i.n.g.l.e t.i.me. Why I do this I do not know and I cannot possibly begin to unravel the rat's nest that is my brain (and I advice you not to try either)>8DDD
So, writing this as I am on the day before the start of the term, I am one excited wittle girlie!
On another note, yesterday marks a very historic day! That is, the day I yet again begun my fight against the fat on my body [insert surprised exclamation here].
Don't get me wrong, I quite like the way I look. I'm not thin, and most of the time I don't want to be. I say "most of the time", because occasionally the real world comes knock,knock, knocking on my door to tell me that skinny girls is the shit and wouldn't I like to look like that?
hurr durr?
