I have this annoying habit of telling myself and everyone around me that this is the last time we will ever experience Tuesday, May 18th, 2010, 6:30 PM. Yup. Just mull that over while enjoying a Contemplation Candy.
I'm such a junk-a-holic. I literally cannot survive without instant foods, or anything that I don't have to prepare. It's just easy, though not really satisfying. I love coming home to a batch of hot popcorn or Michelina's Mac&Cheese. As a senior, I real don't have time to stand around in the kitchen cooking up a storm, which is why I love Percy Spencer, inventor of the common-day microwave oven. Also, thanks to the chocolate bar in his pocket that melted, sparking the whole 'holy crap I'm gonna be rich off physics' thing. I make Homer Simpson look like a bikini model compared to all the junk I devour.
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Alright fine. I'm open about my eating habits because I stopped being such a junk junkie. I'm eating (relatively - I'm still a teenager!) healthy, like all the food groups and whatnot, and I do have an exercise regime to keep in shape and all that jazz. But it's fun to pig out every once in a while, such as during my weekly viewing of Harry Potter. Once a week, though, not every day like it used to be. My school cut our ordering in privileges, and raised the prices on cafeteria food.
This is starting to sound like such a weight loss blog, but it isn't. It's a blog, the end.
ps: one of my friends thought double spacing and essay meant hitting the space bar twice after every word.
Isn't that Kureiji?
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