If only I could marry chocolate.

Marabou Sensation Cookies & Cream could just be the most delicious thing I have ever tasted in my entire life. I shall continue devouring it while watching Star Wars ep. I and II. YEAH.

Day 07 – Your best friend

I don't have a best friend. I have best friends. Of course there are those whom I can depend on more than others, but overall they are all my best friends and I trust them with almost everything, the same way that I hope they trust me. I quote my all time favourite Facebook group: "I'd take a bullet for you. Not in the head, but like, in the leg or something".

Day 06 – Your day

I spent most of my day in a car trying to get the DVD player in my Mac to work because I wanted to continue with my SAW marathon. I failed miserably and spent the rest of the ride listening to The Burnside Project. Once I arrived at home I cleaned my room and I am now sitting here drinking vanilla rhubarb tea out of my king size tea cup watching said SAW movie. Life is good.

Cue the pulse to begin II

This is what I do while watching Queer as Folk (I desperately want to go on the Liberty Ride).

Happy Birthday to me, nananana.

Standing before you is a woman perfectly permitted to practice magic outside Hogwarts. Yes indeed; Wednesday was my seventeenth birthday, and I am happy to say that it was one of the best birthdays ever.

• Tea (blueberry/vanilla and peach)
• Criminal Minds season 1.
  
• A great deal of money.
• Office for Mac (which included a Mac version of MSN, and here I was thinking I would have to live with Adium my whole life).

One year left until I can get the Dark Mark tattooed on my arm. How awesome is that?

Day 5 - Your definition of love.

So, this is hard, because love is different depending on who it is meant for. I love my friends, but not in the way I love my girlfriend or my dog. I tell my friends everything, I laugh with them and I spend countless hours on the phone with them whenever they're sad. That's love. I feed my dog every day and I walk her and I pet her (and I let her sleep in my bed), and that's love. As for the special someone, I kiss her and I hold her if she needs it, just the way she hold me if I need it. And that's love too. It all depends on who it is meant for, and I don't think my love is anything like yours.

You'll grow up someday.

I just realized that I do not care anymore.

Wow.
That was awkward.

Day 4 - What you ate today.

In chronological order:

• Toast with strawberry jam and tea (no kidding?) with sugar and milk.
  
  
• Fish and potatoes.
  
  
• A croque-monsieur.
  
  
• Fish (yes, again) and mashed potatoes (my parents really should start checking what they serve in school before they decide what we should eat for dinner).
  
  
• A chocolate bar.
  
  
• Tea.

Day 3 - Your parents.

I've decided to cheat and skip this one. Not because I don't know what to say, I know very well what I think about my parents, but I find it hard to put it in words and if anyone I know were to ever read this I'm not sure it would be very appreciated. So I'm skipping this one.

(Emily ♥)

"Don't listen to him, Garcia. He's all talk."

The idiot who put TBBT links under the CM episodes at blinkx will pay with their head.

I'm watching 2x09 (The Last Word) and just realized that I'm not far from Revelations. I just got over the fact that Spencer is a junkie for the main part of SE2 and now I have to watch it again? Come on. Have mercy on me.

Day 2 - Your first love.

Start of most boring post ever.
Not counting all the crushes I had when I was seven, my first love was my best friend. We were fourteen. No hard feelings, it all worked out fine and that's all there is to it. Not the most exciting story, even though it was exciting at the time with all the new feelings and so on. I'm all over it.
End of most boring post ever.

SHOUTOUT.

A loud shoutout to this awesome post on SBS:

My dad is VERY homophobic.
He also does not like black people.
Well, if only he knew that his only son is gay.
And I happen to find black guys very attractive =)

Made me smile this big.

Day 1 - Introduce yourself.

This is probably the hardest challenge I can be faced with. I hate talking about myself because I never know what to say. I'm a loner who prefers the company of books insteand of real people, I never clean my room, I can come off as a bit obnoxious to anyone new to my crazyness. I'm a bit of a bitch when I don't get my way (my way = the only way) but I try to accept people and their ideas even though it's a hit to my ego.

So far three of my best friends has told me that their first impression of me was "oh God no get me out of here why am I forced to spend time with this idiot get the fuck out of my face", but hey, at least they changed their minds. I suppose I'm reluctant to make new friends even though I often tell people that I love meeting new people. I'm confusing like that.

Even though I'm an anti social bookworm, I wear my heart on my sleeve. I listen and I don't judge, but it doesn't take long for me to realize when someone deserves my attention.

That's all I could think of really. Re-reading it I realize that I sound like a schizophrenic ("I hate everyone and I love listening to other people's problems") but I'm going to leave it like this anyway. I have a History essay to write. God damn it.

Why the hell not.

Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What’s in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams
Day 16 – Your first kiss
Day 17 – Your favorite memory
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday
Day 19 – Something you regret
Day 20 – This month
Day 21 – Another moment
Day 22 – Something that upsets you
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry
Day 25 – A first
Day 26 – Your fears
Day 27 – Your favorite place
Day 28 – Something that you miss
Day 29 – Your aspirations
Day 30 – One last moment

Lipton Tropical fruit.

I have once again entered my tea period, and I have noticed how every person likes their tea differently. A friend of mine drinks his tea with honey in it, but I have been told that I drink my tea in a very British way, and coming to think of it it's probably true. I put milk and sugar in it and I suppose that's kind of British. I don't drink black tea if I don't have to though, this is my favourite right now:

(I have no idea why I'm writing this entry, I just felt like obsessing over tea.)