handmade cards, complete with messy glue and glitter everywhere.

i prefer to wield a giant kitchen knife and say "i'll do it myself, kthnx"
nah, obv pick my own group!

no. my class chairperson did give labels/nicknames to everyone in the class photo page thingy though, and i was dubbed 'resident critic'. whatever that means?

post mums' day report: made her fancy french toast with sliced fruit and icing sugar, gave her a personal mani-pedi

seeing? but i can't imagine life without any one of them...guess i do take them for granted.

option c: run away screaming

I ONLY KNOW HOW TO PLAY GO FISH

the avengers. oh baby.

uni applications, then the following admin applications, working, eating, shopping, sleeping. not necessarily in that order.

Stickler for political correctness here.

Yes.

Why would I need to? Who says the kid is ever going to be out of my line of sight?

Er. No.

Just eat.
You can get better if you want to, you're just being selfish.
You're just being overly vain.

ZONG

Breakfast. Duh.
Mid afternoon, because I get restless and bored and if I'm not careful, things get out of control.

Depends. If I'm bingeing, who gives a f**k how I'm stuffing it in.
Otherwise, I'm usually a dissector.

A parent-paid scholarship (haha) to college

Behind the scenes of various industries, reading up on the biographies/backgrounds of people