Saturday, May 15, 2010
15 weeks
I'm always so cold nowadays. I'm not arte, it's May and it's 13C, the weather's bonkers. So I sit here by the window, sunning myself and totally not caring about skin cancer and premature aging. I feel like a rebel.I eat, sleep, and shop for two now. There's a permanent indentation of me on one side of the bed. If my father was here, he'd be flaming mad at my laziness. But nobody minds, I certainly don't. Well, except for the bed sores.
I curled my bangs yesterday for lunch. It was the driving force that got me out of bed. I'm vain like that. Oh and bought empire dresses for the coming months. To piss her off, I told my sister I'll give it to her after I'm through with it . She graciously accepted. Fail.
Melon juice time.