You'll never catch me talking about depressing shit on here. I keep that stuff to myself, locked in the "vault." I WILL, however, share one little secret with all you beautiful people:
I want my blog to be as cool as Kanye's. No, scratch that... COOLER than Kanye's.
There. I said it.
Funny youtube video's always put me in a good mood; that's the only reason I told you my secret! I also made up a rap about nutella. Ask me about it and i'll do it for you.
cheers.
** Miranda is pushing me to recap on the day, so here it is. I got to sit next to TK during the show we saw tonight for interrelationships. He was about to ask me out on a date, but then the lights dimmed and the show started (and you know how TK gets when his shows start...). I think he's going to ask me out any day now. He was on a roll today with the jokes, though. He talked about bondage, too. That's the one thing about TK- he's always full of surprises. I don't care what anyone says about him. I'll defend him no matter what.
The walk we went on for the class was a little long, but we got to see where rockstars lived, which is always nice. I actually liked the show we saw. I saw the playwright (who took notes the entire time) and told him I liked it. He said "thanks!" and walked away. He was kinda cute. Weird, though, that a Brit would write a 75 minute play on American politics... We got our issues, but so does the UK.
AND I still have to write my journals. Sucks, doesn't it?
(seriously... if you want to hear the Nutella song, just ask.)
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