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Saturday, April 26, 2008 1:12 PM

I'll try for one ray of sunlight to hold in my hand,
Maybe we can be happy again

The view from the Swiss hotel at approximately 6 in the morning. It was our prom night and it was not like we got up early, i think we just didn't sleep. And can you believe it, it was almost a year and a half ago. It's rather amazing that i have like tons of different shots of the same old trusty sun.

Anyway, why should anyone judge me if i'm okay with being fat. The deviation from the acceptable norm should be applauded actually. Okay maybe that's just an excuse for my inability to stop myself from pouncing on food.

I swore to use more colours while highlighting my notes but i have failed terribly. I think i might buy some fabric and make my own pencil case soon. I've always thought that the things i use most should be personalised.

Hi jan, could you please make an account for me so that i can read your locked lj because i'm too fucking lazy to do so. Preferably rabbitscantsing.
And i know our 5 years of friendship will forgive whatever i just said.
Yay.

OMG MY THIGHS ARE SO NUMB THAT I CAN'T BLOODY FEEL ANYTHING WHEN I SCRATCH THEM, FUCK FUCK FUCK


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