Oven-ish.
OHWOW.
Two posts in a day.
I'm proud.
Guess I'm not the only one depressing over one's bball.
Unlike the rest of them though, I'm not aspiring to prove to coach what i'm worth, or find that forgotten spark of passion for basketball again.
Why?
Simple.
1. Why the hell do I even need to prove what I'm worth to him when I can't even do that to myself.
2. There wasn't ever a spark in the first place.
Simple.
Ohyay, what a happy post this is.
Note the sacrasm.
I'm thinking I have to log off soon cuz' I really do need to study for geography.
Damn school.
Down with it, down with it alllllllllll.
Ohno this is becoming depressing.
Well, to bring us to lighter conversations, I want an oven!
Muahahahahahhhhhahahahhaah.
I really, seriously, honestly, do want it.
Then I can bake brownies and shepherd's pie and muffins, just like Bambby does.
No promises that the kitchen won't be blown up though, and for the record, I ain't letting Celine ever step foot in my kitchen.
I want that ovennnn.
ANDOHMYHOLYCAKESANDPASTRIES.
I wanna go to k-waveeeeeeeeee!
So many awesome kpop groups coming and I just wanna scream their names and do what every fangirl does -- fangirling.
<3
So cross ya fingers and pray with/for me!
Adios.
