Mucus colour for the holidays.

It's the Christmas ball tomorrow, or rather, it's an excuse for everyone to fork out on dresses and hair extensions and fake eyelashes etc etc.
My hair is boring and brittle so I'm thinking I may just bleach the hell out of it and dye it the colour of mucus 8} just for a festive feel.

I have new babeh kittehs. Go see:


After much deliberation, we've decided to name the boy 'Chumley' ...Chumley Chuffington. I was against it, but hey, majority rules >.>

I recently deleted a tonne of journal entries 'cause they made me sound like a moron...not that this one is particularly doing me any favours.
Ooh, also, my profile says I'm 18...but I'm not, I'm 17. But I'll be turning 18 in feb which means I can legally pierce the shit out of my face. Huzzah.
Also, I can't stand these sad and sorry 18th parties I've been to recently so instead of throwing one myself, I'm running away to Rome. I'm serial ;

Oh and will someone please read my pathetically neglected poetry please? ;<
http://poem.mibba.com/216014/Meagre-aga-stoves that's the most recent one.
Hurray for egotistical self publicity :/