It's been a crazy week. I am pretty sure a speed camera flashed me in London last night and we got lost, I paid for a Big Issue the seller then wouldn't give to me, I had the worst slice of pizza I've ever tasted, I've been told to my face that someone doesn't like me, I had Bean's older brother from Even Steven's eyeball me to the extent that I've had to pretend other people were my boyfriend, I forgot to get off my stop on the tube, had a drug pusher oogle my boobs, suffered food poisoning from a £1 Tesco pasta salad, laughed so hard I couldn't breath, wanted things so badly it was unreal, had a million memories I wouldn't want to change for the world and met someone I don't ever want to forget, my first hang outs with Rosa ruled and I'd marry her if it wasn't weird or monogamous.
Post euphoria I'm hating life and need to study hard for exams that I'm so scared of failing. My brother has some crazy cold and I'm sure he has swine flu because not only does he eat like a pig but he's been acting like one. He also did the robot holding an electric razor my sister uses on her bikini line, nice. Hypothesis: Reality blows.
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