bad, shit, awful, horrible, crap, shocking, stinky, stormy, tired, bad, shit, awful…
Interestingly, if one googles this blog title, this image came up as the third hit. THIRD. Random, much. The first two, weren’t anything I’d post here so I used this one, though one of them did make me feel a lil sick so I suppose that could’ve worked. Was a big breakfast, I hate eggs.
The purpose of this post is partly to continue in the indulgence of my mood, but also to say that due to my current perpetual sickness I’m not sure if I’ll keep posting much. I will try but as I’m back at uni time is once again precious and this blog, self indulgent as it currently is, isn’t a priority. It might be more of a priority if anyone actually read it. If you get my drift.
The reason for my terrible mood is partly a bad mood that I let myself dwell on but can’t be bothered to get myself out of. Totally wiped when all i did today was go to a shop near me having a sale, and work [see: perpetual sickness]. Work was a drainer but the shopping made me happy. Very happy. New things have that effect on me, I need help.
I bought another pair of black heels, I’ve wanted them for ages but were to expensive. And a tshirt and a skirt. I might manage to post them cause I’m excited to wear them. But don’t count on it, cause, like, I KNOW you TOTALLY were.
“I’m like, the definition of LIC GAS”
quote from a book I read recently, young adult fiction called My Side of The Story. Main characters name, Jarold. Shit. Name.
I just signed up for twitter(ssp8) for a uni subject. How potentially cool. Though I’m sure inevitably annoying. The self indulgence of this blog will become even more abundently clear and I’ll end up feeling shit about myself and I won’t even be able to vent about it on here. Serves me right for choosing a subject called Internet Meets Society right?
Think of the new clothing stez. Nice to meet you anyway, I’m not always this…shit.
