Untitled

I have decided to call this post "Untitled" because of my old friend, Shakespeare. Yeah, he does that with his little stories. If you're like "Woah, is she the goddess of literature?". The answer is yes. Most indefinitely

Anyway. My favourite cousins came over to say : "Hi, your house is my chalet." That's nice guys. Well, most of the night was spent staring at Ethan's face. HUBBA HUBBA HUBBA. I think he still looks like a geek in the pink. But does my opinion matter? I don't think so! Only the opinion of the beautiful person who wants to " love him, marry him and make many babies with him." is important. So, I made my IC today, and i realised i looked like i was fugly and cross eyed. I hope the Indian lady who attended to me will make my chin look sharper and my eyes look bigger, I think she is secretly a photoshop whiz. Yes. I'm sure she is. If, on the off chance, she isn't, I can always change it when I'm 30! There's nothing wrong with looking like a spaz for 15 years. Nothing at all.

A typical conversation with Hannah

me: Omg, i wanna delete limewire la, its damn dangerous and everything
hannah: YEAHHHH!!!! I FOUND ANOTHER WEBSITE!!! DAMN GOOD.
me: Omg, ok what?
hannah: www.google.com

HAHAHAHAHAHAH.

Ok, im gonna bathe now. (hahahahahhaha!)