Tuesday, 29 May 2012
Okay, I think I should probably elaborate, because people can be like, "LOL Natasha, what friends?" But I'm being serious I have actual friends, not just people I've never met even though I was seriously born to be a loner or something.
I have friends who saw my awful-ass exam week noticeboard who told me to hit up the positivity (this is a word isn't it, why isn't spellcheck seeing it as a word) and promised to buy me colourful markers. I managed to 'charmtext' Mary into continuing to blog. My friends are singing I'll Make A Man Out of You on my Facebook wall because we were watching Mulan at school today.
Mary is spamming my Blogger feed with random bursts of hilarity and accurateness, and Kim has too many adorable GIFs (particularly of One Direction) and ugh, I'm just so bloody lucky. I have the best friends in the whole world and I can't even right now because I am in a sensitive place because of exam week.
So basically:
I have friends who saw my awful-ass exam week noticeboard who told me to hit up the positivity (this is a word isn't it, why isn't spellcheck seeing it as a word) and promised to buy me colourful markers. I managed to 'charmtext' Mary into continuing to blog. My friends are singing I'll Make A Man Out of You on my Facebook wall because we were watching Mulan at school today.
Mary is spamming my Blogger feed with random bursts of hilarity and accurateness, and Kim has too many adorable GIFs (particularly of One Direction) and ugh, I'm just so bloody lucky. I have the best friends in the whole world and I can't even right now because I am in a sensitive place because of exam week.
So basically:
Yours in weirdness,
Tash.
