de-excitation

poo. i’ve become one of those girls who sit around all day and complains about the exponential rate at which her arse is growing. it’s funny because as i’m typing this, i am having a conversation with a friend about how it’s too cold to go to the gym. (apparently, it’s not that cold!)

well, i’ve spent my day learning about normal distributions and monetary policies; bitching about horrible assignment-mates (that’s highly hypocritical i know!); watching my favourite cooking show; drinking yummy yummy tea; eating oily fatty food; and whining about getting fat. boo.

i also facebooked today. speaking of facebooking, i like how proper nouns get turned into verbs.

For example,
1. I googled the meaning of nouns before writing this. (http://www.arts.uottawa.ca/writcent/hypergrammar/nouns.html)
2. We thai-la-onged every sunday.
3. I had to msn my friend about what action words are called.
4. I’ve been youtubing all arvo.

maybe one day instead of using the word ‘dawdle’ people will use my name instead. i.e. “oh man, i gillyed the entire night away! shoot, hope i don’t gilly tomorrow, i’ve got a damn big exam next week!” haha. (but then again, the chances of that happening is analogous to me exercising.)

nevermind! what is your name synonymous to? tell meeeeee! please!

did you know there is a UK ready steady cook?

man, i gillyed another afternoon away.