fact: iv lost a whole 1kg in a month where as it should be a whole whopping 10kg's.
fiction: i'm going to look hot for next months photo shoot. jwwoww.
under pressure .. back round tunes..
ice ice baby, while surrounding myself with olden day music iv officially decided my life is beyond sad, i'm trading my beloved Doritos out for a salad stick and my music for aerobics classes and lets not forget my TV sessions for a run on the beach. lets see how long this hell observation lasts.. my sister rates two days.. i say.. minutes into my first jog.maybe even seconds.
so.. as the seconds go by in design class the risk of being caught on my blog.. chances are extremely high. so i guess pretending to be on the web searching for ideas is working out, iv had this lady walk past me numerous times and shes said nothing. either she doesn't give to flucks or she is just to blind to notice.. with my dad out of town i feel like the blind one.. like.. he wasn't here to make my lunch or set my uniform out, i had to descover something called time management. oh dad. get your ass back home !! fuuck
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