plaid…EXPLOSION
the beauty of being home alone for the majority of the day with no food in the fridge is that i get very creative and try and mix crap together to make something spectacular…but for the most part…i just get sick because of the retarded combinations i put together…
my stomach can be highly sensitive at times…
this week i have developed an obsession with rice…especially since it takes 5 minutes to make…today however, there was nothing to accompany the rice…so i added ketchup…because i am that ghetto…
i am now regretting that decision…tho i have done it before and all has turned out well…today that is not the case…something in my stomach is disagreeing with tomato/rice explosion…
my body is secretly covered in freckles…i found a new one on my neck yesterday…
yesterday i was abused profusely…
i hit my head twice…received a lump and bruise on my forehead…and took an elbow to the throat…all on my own doing…
how, you might ask, does one encounter so much pain with out having a violent fist helping them along???
well apparently i am a girl…which therefore means i am a clutz…although each accident can be somewhat linked to the violence which a heavy hand can attribute…trust me… 
hello north burnaby
i have no more stories to tell…
i need to go brush my teeth…
