I’m never eating chilli again… OOH! CHILLI!!

Mmm… it’s always enjoyable when my stomach starts SCREAMING at me. Just coz everything I ate yesterday had SOME degree of chilli goodness in it… i don’t think that’s why though.

Mmm… yesterday. The Jenn and I quested to Northland and boughted giant cookies (mmm anzac cookie… ok so that didn’t have any chilli in it, but still!) and mmm… solis (:O I have pink solis still? *zooms to room* mmm… pink. Anyways back to my story. We went to visit A.T and there we watched the end of "Cat’s Eye" and also "The Birds". I like watching movies and trying to find the thing the Simpsons stole from it. Coz it’s more than likely something’s been taken if it’s an old/popular movie.

Gah, coming back from Northland, some tosser threw a can down right in front of the car in front of us, so they got sprayed with soft drink or whatever it was, and then the hoj got sprayed too!!!!!! Poor sticky Hoj.

We quested to Safeway after that for Tim Tams and poptarts. Mmm chilli choc tim tams. SO GOOD. i’m eating one now *takes another bite* mmm… chilli. So kewl. We also went KFC and got wicked wings. mmm wings. So spicy. So very very good. And they were fresh too! Mmmm… multiple hotnesses. Mmm… Made these tim tams even better! Or maybe not. Mmm… goodness.

We stalked the train again, although it was more like it was chasing us, and I don’t know how that worked lol. But mmm… random weird fun.

Petie *walks in the room singing something…* "…farm living is the life for me!"
Me"why are you living on a farm?"
Petie "i don’t know… I like pigs?

Twas amusing.

Today has been… me enrolling in more uni things. I know I’m just gonna end up either dropping out of them or failing. All I want to do is Psych. All I’m good at is Psych (minus the essays). And Psych is mainly essays! I don’t know how I’m gonna cope and I don’t know why I’m putting myself through this again when I couldn’t cope last year! I just put myself in stupid places that stress me out more than they should and I freak out and can’t cope and I just KEEP PUTTING MYSELF BACK THERE!! Oh well. At least eating doesn’t calm me down anymore, just makes me feel sick and fat and disgusting, which is good coz mmm… not eating to hide from my sadness.

mmm… tears. F-U-N.

Gotta get dressed. People worry me.

Yay. A Squidy and a Person to chat to. If they can’t cheer me up… It’s hopeless. =D

Meet Bernard, the Heffalump that Squidy and I co-own. =D