Not having any time for you guys!
Seriously, year eleven is draining me. I feel so exhausted! I'm constantly revising and doing homework. It's like I'm a zombie accountant; No energy and a stack of paperwork. Yet I don't think I have their brainpower.
I'm totally into this 'keep fit' thing. I'm eating healthier, exercising more, actually looking at the calorie count on food. I've joined a gym, and usually go twice a week (psht, no wonder this country's so over-weight, there are no freakin' buses). I usually measure how much I lose in kit-kats, hehe. 107 calories will stay in my mind forever.
Paris Holds The Key To Your Heart!
Yes, my darlings! I'm jetting off overseas to the city of L'amour tomorrow! I've been preparing myself with some frivolous French flicks: To Catch A Thief, Gigi, Funny Face, and tonight is the big one. MY fvourie movie ever made, the most magical spectacle ever seen. Come What May I will watch that movie tonight (ahem, on my new special edition blu-ray, 'cus it's the shiz). No matter what time, The Show Must Go On. I haven't watched the blu-ray yet, but I hear the picture's as clear as Sparkling Diamonds.
Getting bored yet? Oh, one more, please!
Ugh. I can't think of one. Anyway, you get The Pitch ;)
Woo!
I'm totally making a bg deal out of this because I haven't seen it in ages. It's like Brokeback Mountain or Atonement. I can't watch it in term time, it totally messes me up. A lot of tears equals a lot of recovery time; something to do on the plane, though, right? Tehe.
If you're in the mood for some Parisian aimant, pretty please with a croissant on top could you please check out these stories:
peepshow volants & L'amour
I love you, darlings!
Au revoir!
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