Tumblr doesn’t work properly here :’) gr8. I’m in hate with sims 3 for wii, what a fucking waste of £25, just gonna sell it on or something. And now Callum’s playing on rabbids go home, which is funny sometimes. But this flat has one living room and is open to the postage stamp sized kitchen so I can’t escape the noise at all. Mum’s gone to bed because she’s knacked from the drive. I’m hungry and bored. I want to go home. I’m just missing out on exciting stuff by being here. Gay or what. And when I said earlier I was gonna go home before mum she was like “stayyy wiiiiiittth MEEEEEEEEee-eeee-eeee!”
It just means that you don’t get hyped up for something that will more than likely fail. Though that’s ofc not saying that pre-planned things are shit, theyre awesome too. Basically, I like outings. In general. And I am looking forward to more of these (:
HAI POINTLESS POST AND RAMBLE.
I JUST HAD ONE OF THESE. admittedly it was like 20 mins not a day, BUT STILL FUN.
FUCK YOU WHORE I WANT TO RIP OUT AT LEAST HALF OF EACH OF YOUR INTERNAL ORGANS AND MAKE YOU CONSUME THEM IN SOME KIND OF LUMPY STEW THAT YOU CAN’T PROCESS AND DIGEST BECAUSE YOU ONLY HAVE HALF THE NECESSARY ORGANS.
I don’t know why I have to capitalise that, I just do okay. Deal with it biznitches. I’m pretty much all packed up, I have clothes enough to satisfy all and every weather condition at once whilst simultaneously probably being able to clothe my whole family too. I just get worried I won’t have enough, you know? I’m listening to the Born This Way album and also what sounds like Take That’s Greatest Hits from Callum’s room. PARTY PARTY.
"Party party in my pants, party party goes to france" where’s that from? Uni probably. I don’t know if I’m going to come back from Cornwall early or not yet. IT’S NOT FOR DEFINITE. But I’m getting stressed at the idea of being there for almost a month and stuff and I think maybe I should perhaps come back early. IDK. I just dk okay?
I bought Sims 3 for the Wii, it’s a pile of shite I won’t lie. I’ll probably fall madly in love with it in Cornwall though, won’t lie.