Everything is amazing/crap.
I spent a week getting drunk, smoking weed, watching movies and eating too much food for my little body with a bunch of dope people on the beach.
I pissed off my ex-boyfriend by smoking in his apartment so i sticky taped a sorry message on his kitchen window.
I am still fancying my year 10 crush and blatently reject any dating offers because of her.
I'm avoiding my job because it suffocates my soul.
I am in love with retro tights that make me feel like i'm back in 1995.
I cut all of my hair off.
I feel inspired.
I can't save any money past $2500 and i don't know why.
My skin is getting better, knock on wood.
I am back on my diet (aka. basically just what i normally eat when im not on holidays) and i feel good so far.
That's about it. Outies.
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