lonely.

currently:
dying from the fumes of acetone that is my nail polish remover.
gone are the black nail polish.
here's how my nails look now *sobs*


excuse the fat thighs.
freaking horrible.
it's stained.
and i can't get it out even by putting liters and liters of remover
and now i'm high from acetone.

baked some Japanese cheesecakes
even when the insides of my brain screamed "and you said you wanted to be skinny?"
and to the people who told me that i'm "not fat"
that doesn't make me skinny either, does it?
will have to stop eating dinner.
lookie:

had another picture, but blogger is being a bitch and not letting me post them.

so anyway, school's tomorrow.
i think we're only picking up the new books.
but i don't know.
i'm armed with my new pens and pencils.
ready to learn.
HELL NO.

bought a new wallet.
i seemed to forget to mention that everytime.
it's a brown wallet from Dorothy Perkins
cause i have no money to buy designer wallets.
gah. it costed like 400k, but then got discounted till it's only 100k-ish.


yes i can be deeply sentimental.
but at most times, i am deeply materialistic.
deal with it.

"I can't help myself I'm addicted to a life of
material.
It's some kind of joke, I'm obsessively
opposed to the typical.
All we care about is, runway models, cadillacs
and liquor bottles.
Give me something I wanna be, retro glamour,
Hollywood yes we live for the fame.."