She's a maaaaan eater.

[hellzabeth]

Yeah, sitting outside Cam's English class, bored as hell and cannot summon up the will to go get my RS folder to do my homework.

Urrrrrgh.

I know I should do it, my concience has been eating away at me about this all weekend. But both Saturday and Sunday were full of ... urgh and tiredness and crap (I do, in fact, have a substantially expansive vocabulary, but I choose not to utilise it due to my relative irritation.) and thus I could not summon up the will to do it, much less move my arse off the bed and use the dance mat to work off my guilt calories from all those subways (there is something similar to heroin in those sandwiches, I swear).

Also, I'm loooooooonely. Emily is still in Dublin and I'm still jealous.  And so I am here instead of in Dominos with an ever-starving Emily, writing in my LJ once again, obsessing over the flaws in my drawing of Cam's charecter and Rhode Rode Road (geez, how do you actually spell her name?). Cam claims it to be good, and wants a photocopy of it, and I will admit it is one of my better ones (seeing as I spent the better part of three hours obsessing over it. Stupid complex weapon) but still, it's not that good.

I do like the dress I put on him though.

Mmmmm, crossdressing girly-boys.

Yeah, I don't have really weird kinks.

*shifty eyes*

Due to some rather bulky folders now taking up residence in my bag, I have no lunch today, and it is only out of curtosy and the desire not to be a complete loner that I am waiting for Cam alt all. Molly and Kim are, of course, away today, and on Friday Cam was sick and thus I was BORED to the point of going mader and killing everyone.

T'was only Rosie that saved me from this miserable fate.

You know it's getting bad when Rosie of all people saves you from going insane.

EDIT: I can haz Children In Need cupcake. :D