Shiny big black cars

Well, it's intrams next week. Hurray. :D

Also, I have badminton later. I will die. >_> But oh well. For the greater good, I'm sure. I will not relent! *fist pump* ...Ow, my shoulder.

Kidding. I'm not that weak. ;)

I have made my entire screen one huge sticky note! :D And I love the font it's in, too. So much that I'm gonna make this post in that font. And maybe if I like it enough, I'll switch my blog's main font to that one. XD

There's no internet. :( Waha.

And I HAVE NO LOAD. TT_TT What am I going to dooo.

Oh, look. I mooched off my neighbor's internet. XD Because they so kindly gave me their password a few days ago. Haha. Having an apartment with nice neighbors is cool.

Now, if only we had really cool barbecues every now and then.. GAH!

I've done something I don't normally do. This is bad for my metabolism. And it's one more reason I should seriously get into the badminton.

I. Ate. Six burgers. In. One. WEEK. O_O

I feel so ashamed of myself. That's SIX TIMES MORE THAN I'VE EATEN IN THE PAST EIGHT YEARS. Fuck. I'm a pig. I'M A FUCKING PIG.

*sigh*

Now. Time for something funny, to get my mind off this stressful topic.

... You know what, nevermind. I'm not in the mood.

.. Ah, what the hell. Haha. No harm in trying. (I found this on the net, so if it doesn't make you laugh, it's not my fault. XD Bahaha.)

Army -- No retreat, no surrender!
Air Force -- No guts, no glory!
Navy -- No pain, no gain!
Police -- No valor, no honor!

Security Guard -- No ID, no entry!

BLEH. Hahaha.

(The radio is making me .. soupy. To use my best friend's term. Hahaha.)

I need more movies//songs to download. (>_<) Waha.

But hey. I'm going home next week! (or, if you count Sunday as the first day of the week, this week. Haha)

And daddy owes me a new jacket. XD And mom has promised to get me some new things. But I felt like crying when I realized there was a Von Dutch in SM over here, and I couldn't go. It was like a physical pain, really.

No, I'm not being materialistic. I love Von Dutch. I had some awesome memories in those shops. Ninety per cent of my clothes come from there, honestly. Blouses, dresses, shoes, jeans. It expresses my personality completely. You have no idea how hard it is to find a store that can do that.

Rebellious, comfortable, moody, colorful, random.
(and, of course, AWESOME. *grin*)

Well, anyway. I think this is all I've got time for. I love typing when the font is pretty. XD

--the Raspberry Scribbler. ;]