Lunatiquely,
Lemon
I am a contradiction, a living breathing oxymoron.
I am a perfectionist who is too lazy to pursue perfection.
I am a narcisst with an inferior complex.
I am not crazy, not insane just slightly unstable mentally with highly volatile emotions.
I am a fundamentally selfish person.
I am Lemon.
Lunatiquely Lemon.
Or in simpler terms,
The epic phail attempts at philosophical musing by a yellow, sour citrus fruit that claims to be sweet ^^
I think I slammed wrongly yesterday, hence the pain oh agony.
But what epic fun yesterday was.
Thursdays are my favourite days because of my awesome to the max CCA.
I never seem to end up in CCAs with normal people do I?
Because majority of the ppl in the CCAs I am in are a) not right in the mind b) not in possession of anything that can be called a rational mind c) not remotely sane in every meaning of the word.
Normality is over rated.
Insanity is what makes life interesting so WHOOTS for the peeps in Aiki and JCG.
We are EPICLY interesting ^^
XD
Now for the not so fun part.
CNY HOLS ARE NOT MEANT FOR STUDYING DAMMNIT.
THEY ARE FOR VISITING RELATIVES, GORGING ONESELF SILLY ON AWESOME FOOD AND GAMBLING WITH SAID RELATIVES.
I mean seriously.
Why the fuck is CNY during study week?
Stupid shitheads who planned the fucking timetable.
Gripe no. 2
Have I ever mentioned that I HATE tidying things?
Because I am the antonym of the words TIDY, NEAT, ORGANIZED and related synonyms.
My table is already damn fucking neat already so just get off my damn back and quit bugging me.
The whole damn house is neat (barf) and tidy (puke) enough already.
We're not even going to be at home for goodness sake.
Fucking hate spring cleaning with a vengeance.
Fucking hate ANY type of cleaning for that matter.
No prizes for inferring and deducing that I would make a HORRIGIBLE housewife.
Housewife.
Bleargh.
Over my dead, rotting and decaying carcass.
Lunatiquely yours,
Lemon
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