God damn it, I feel like singing today. Good for everyone that has earphones so they wouldn't hear me. I'm not the one who sings loudly, seriously. I was told I sound like a dying whale so after that - I sing only to myself. More like whispering. Seriously, it's so easy to make me anxious about myself. But today I'm singing from the top of my lungs because I feel so happy! Ok, not happy happy, cuz nothing really happened, but my mood is quite good today. Although I'm hungry, cuz I have nothing to eat. I do, but I need bread for it and I don't have any. Oh well, thank God I'll go to work in an hour. Food for free, yay! Maybe that's why I'm gaining weight. Kebabs are not exactly the foot I should be eating if I want to maintain my beautiful body. Oh, yeah, I look pretty cool today. I love my body today. I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and I liked what I saw. Pretty sexy. I love it when my brain sets this mood on me. I feel soooooo good about myself I could probably do something crazy. But hey, I'm smarter than that, right?
Either way, I'm really sick. Or at least my throat is trying to act like it's being cut by unsharpened knife. It hurts when I talk, and don't even start on singing. I feel masochistic while singing Fall out boys, but oh well, not often I can be happy with the opportunity to sing out loud. Although I bet my flatmate heard me and that's why she seems so displeased. But hey, everyone has their issues. It's not my fault she got me as a flatmate. If something is wrong, she can always move out. I would, but I don't have money to do it. And you know, contract and stuff. Anyway, we are not talking about this either.
I heard a lot of comments recently, that I seem a little bit different. Well, apart blue hair, of course. Not the appearance, they said something is different about me. Guys, there is an explanation about it. I have a really strong pms game this month and on my first day of my period, please don't try to contact me as my uterus will try to summon the Satan with all the stabbing inside. I love when my pms does this thing when it makes my mood happy, but this is also a warning of really painful cramps on the first day. I need to get loads of painkillers before that thing kills me. Ugh, I'm so jealous that boys don't have that. But I probably shouldn't be talking about my period on the Internet, even if it is my journal. Sounds a bit too personal. But oh well, I'm telling you most of my personal things, so suck it up.
I'm soooo hungryyyyyy! I hear my stomach is trying to mimic my singing voice. Good job, buddy. I'll feed you in an hour, ok? Anyway, guys, could you do me a favour please?I have way too many potatoes with me and I have no idea what to do with them. Any ideas what could I make? Something easy, please, because I don't want to set our kitchen on fire. Thank you ;3
love you x
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