Hi, my name is amber allie alexander yah , im part of wang yah? i think ure kinda bufff yah. nice to meet yah.
*VIBRATES IN CHAR*
*RUNS DOWN THE ROAD*
*RUNS BACK HOME*
*PLAYS THE GUITAR*
*JUMPS UP AND DOWN*
*DOES THE CINDI LAUPER 'GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN' DANCE*
OHH ME OHH MY!
I GOT INTO CENTRAL SAINT MARTINS!!!
Yup. It happened.
I got in!
I had my interview yesterday...Got the call today!!
Im in! I can't believe it!!
Anyways...I don't wanna fill the whole page with all this excitement.
Sooooo. Guess what else I achieved today...
Meet Freddy guys!
He's been terrorizing us and our bread for a little while now!
But today as I urinated in the downstairs, he was there with me.
I dunno why, what a pillock. Theres no bread under the toilet bowl is there!
Yeah, well anyways...I got him with the dustpan!
Yup. He's a gonner!
Whoop Whoop! (By the way...i think the expression 'whoop whoop' is basement! I dont think anyone should use it. Its disgusting!...)
Yea...So who on this earth can say, that 'today, I got into CSM and killed a mouse!)
alright pancakes and dumpling basically Donald Crunk and Fashion guru Patti La'sqeual founded this too jokes site and in the very angelic words of donalds he said
"It’s only a matter of time before Jesus comes back to earth and zaps all the people who don’t pray straight to hell. Until then, why not have some fun! And what could be more fun than knowing what's going on in the minds of the pretty and not so pretty people on fashion blogs across the world?
'I am fashion, hear me roar' is here to fill the psycho-sartorial void that’s been missing from your sinful lives.
Minus this mildy attractive picture of jay-z's beyattch, i mean the "gorgeous" beyonce.basically ive come to the understanding that i could be like alone forever.seriously i actually dont mind living with cats and sqiurrels, im sure that'll be fun. but i always get fucked over??? why is that?considering im not the push over type( am i?), i reckon im rather emotionally stable and confident gurl. soo why is it everytime something cracks in a relationships and stuff, i turned into an emotional wreck.fahhking heck, im such a contradication to myself,. i sit all day preaching bloody independence and be happy with ureself and being single.YET.im like meh! seriously if your single, just embrace finger blasting ureself.atleast you wont get ch ch chlamladia or get pregnant.haha, ive actually just made myself laugh a teeny bit & ive kinda forgotten what this post was all about. hmmm anyhooooo im single and im NOT looking(anymore) although i do still fancy justin bieber,stephen fry and vicky pollard,actuallly scratch everythang.VICKY POLLARD IS LENG #endof
the bestest thing ever, well kinda. the flow and content is just pretty amazing. endof.
I knew he would say it but could he believe it?
He thought of the innocent mornings we spent, on the sunny courtyard and me attempting to cook him a meal.
He thought of the quality of the burnt toast i made and that fact every toast came with a kiss
Me making gun of his dancing made him awkward and shy but yet he knew i joke.
He though how simple his girl was but how very complicated she was aswelll
he thought of the belief they shared and the gradual loss of belief
But, Oh wow these five words came churning out,when she called him.He stopped at that very moment and the very first thoughts
I think i love you.