KYYYAAAA!OMG OMG OMG KYAAAA! SQUEEE!!!!!! OMFG!
Someone commented on my poem, 'Insecurities' and said that it had good imagery! They even added it to their favourties!
OMG OMFG KYYYAAAA!!!!
I am so excited(you can tell, can't you?) that I keep making typos!
Right now I have this HUGE chesire cat grin pastered permenantly on my face and it won't come of! OMG writer's europhia!
The sweetness is as great as getting into the top 10 for class! Asgreat as watching your enemy get humiliated!
Oh, the sweetness, the pure candied, candy-coated, cloying, delicious, honeyed, luscious, nectareous, saccharine, sugared, sweetened, syrupy, toothsome sweetness of it all!
*Goes into a conniption fit again*
KYYAAAA! KYAAA! OMGOMGOMG!
(Yeah, I know I'm acting like a bimbo, shuddup and stop being a wet blanket)
Right now I am sitting here, typing this and reading a romance fanfiction (For what reason? I don't know, I just felt like it) and babbling.
I want chocolate.
Speaking of chocolate...SHIT THE JAPANESE HOMEWORK!
I wonder if I can get away with it...I just don't feel like doing it.
I hate tomato soup. I hate almost everything tomato except ketchup and tomato-flavoured chips. There's something about eating the raw fruit itself that freaks me out. And drinking the soup. I mean, I have no problem with spaghetti, but when I drink minestrone soup...it's a different story.
Especially if the minestrone soup happens to be cooked beggar's style (diluted and watery).