wtf livejournal, i never update your shit anymore.

i guess because i hate talking or writing and i'm so over internet.

i don't know. i'm like a person wearing a person suit.

i'm moving or maybe not. maybe not because i don't want to and my mum doesn't want me to.
but maybe still because i'm the biggest asshole if i just don't.

the following things make me sad:
-my sister.
-my mum.
-garbage everywhere.
-chapters festival hall.
-sopranos season4 finale. [for reasons i will never be able to adequately divulge.]

the following things make me smile:
-k*
-summer, outside porches [rooftop or ground]
-days off in a row.
-loosing more weight.
-singing tina turner songs down bloor holding cute boys hands.
-nicole richie.
-reading by a blue light in a hot room.
-little white tshirts and green panties.
-granola.
-CAKE.

*wearing girl slippers.

oh and i have to work at 7am. this is funny in a terrible way, because it's 217am. and sleep is a pretend concept.

this is possibly the greatest livejournal entry ever made.

yes, i thought so.