And so do I.
I got reacquainted with my fairly empty Starbucks planner, Bebii, after receiving our calendar of deadlines for thesis. Since I haven't updated for quite a while, let me fill you in.
I'm taking Fashion as my thesis with casual wear focusing on coats and jackets as my subject. Subject details and other such chorva to follow.
If only we had started sooner, the August 16 for the chapter 1 deadline wouldn't be such a
B. A bother. Hahah
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I watch Transformers on the first day, last full show. In that scene where Optimus Prime rips off the roof of the Sector 7 car and Shia LeBouf (my crush) introduces them to the mcAwesome Prime, I had a "Oh gosh, it's my childhood dream!" To be able to have super awesome friends who have your back that instill fear and awe to the hearts of many. I'm pathetic, I know. hahah
I was
always bullied as a child because I was 'too sensitive' to their taunts. I was a kid, of course I was sensitive. I'll cry and punch them with my puny white hands (and that's why I learned to punch hard). That's why I'm such a bitch, I'm just defensive. I get hurt easily.
Anyway, back to the Prime Minister of power and awesome, Optimus Prime. If I had a friend like that, made of power and awesome, I'd be untouchable. It would be awesome. Plus, I've always wanted to say that line. "Mr McMeany Pants, meet Mr. McAwesome Kick Ass." There is much victory and raised fists at that sentence.
Please, do not be alarmed. This is still Creole and not her imaginary little sister.
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I'm really fat now. Everyone noticed. This could be a problem. :/