I got home ten minutes ago, only to find out that my parents weren't home. This, of course, means that I have to make my own dinner. Now, if you've known me for more than three months, you might have heard the story about how I burnt spaghetti once. Well guess what, I'm cooking spaghetti. I can't fuck it up more, so I figured it was a safe choice. I really need become a better cook.
Math today was interesting. Julian called me a dyke countless times, and I barely paid attention to our teacher. This sucks because 1) STFU Julian, I'm not that gay, and 2) I've got a math test coming up. Fmylife.
Since I got the fantabulous (his is totally a word, shush) idea to introduce you all to a band/artist in every entry, here's Miyavi.
Selfish Love, Itoshii Hito & Freedom Fighters.
You'll learn to love him *nods*.
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