Gnr. Have training today from eleven to one. Do. Not. Want. Bleeeergh. And okay, boys who sound like they're the same age as my baby brother do not get to give me lip, dammit. I know what I'm talking about here, biatch, shut up and do as I say instead of arguing that you know better what the problem is. If you know what the problem is, why are you calling me? Yeahk, that's what I thought. Arse.
No lunch box picture again because again I'm an idiot. Oh, well. It's mostly the same as yesterday anyway, except instead of pasta I have cheese and onion pastries. Mmmmm.
More Three Interests And Three Icons memeage! First batch ( from photonegative. )
Second batch, ( from dazzy. )
Third batch, ( from commieprincess. )