I'm starting to think that i'm doomed u___u'
First of all, i go to London and it gets nasty. The girls are total bitches and i leave after only one day and one night spent there.
Then i come back home and i get sick (i'm never sick and by never i mean NEVER) i sleep all the time, i cant sing anymore and i cant even go out without feeling like i'm going to faint.
Then my rat dies from some kind of lungs disease and the vet doesnt even know where it comes from, how it happened and what caused it..
And now, i have 3 fucking cold sore zits on my lip which is unfuckingsexy and it basicly keeps me from going out because it's really ugly.
So yeah, i guess i'm not that much of a lucky girl atm.
I'm so booooored, i need to get a job but i cant get a job because i wont go out and anyway, i dont really want to work at some grocery store -___-
I dont usualy like to complain but seems like there's nothing nice to tell these days.
&the iphone sucks.
First of all, i go to London and it gets nasty. The girls are total bitches and i leave after only one day and one night spent there.
Then i come back home and i get sick (i'm never sick and by never i mean NEVER) i sleep all the time, i cant sing anymore and i cant even go out without feeling like i'm going to faint.
Then my rat dies from some kind of lungs disease and the vet doesnt even know where it comes from, how it happened and what caused it..
And now, i have 3 fucking cold sore zits on my lip which is unfuckingsexy and it basicly keeps me from going out because it's really ugly.
So yeah, i guess i'm not that much of a lucky girl atm.
I'm so booooored, i need to get a job but i cant get a job because i wont go out and anyway, i dont really want to work at some grocery store -___-
I dont usualy like to complain but seems like there's nothing nice to tell these days.
&the iphone sucks.
