January 4, 2012
Dear friend,
I’m going to say it to you straight, I’ll push through with Book of Me & 2012 whether you like it or not (you were neither enthusiastic nor passive about it anyway).
Page 2 of 31 — “I don’t think it’s healthy for a growing girl to be still awake at 7:30 AM (oh my gosh, who am I even kidding? I’m making myself laugh, I’m absolutely full of hilariosity)… Okay, obviously I’ve been reading Confessions of Georgia Nicolson too much. I wonder what it’s like to be in her shoes, I would really like to have a real boy friend (yes, boy friend, like Dave the Laugh, who is er, a laugh, not boyfriend) whom I can snog every once in a while whenever I get snog withdrawal… Anyway, I accidentally fell asleep listening to Brighten (quite a fab fab fabbity fab band, if I must say) and woke up at around 12 PM for no apparent reason at all. Actually, I think it was fate because after a few notifications here and there, I ended up in a car with some of my mates and before you know it, we were on our way to Shangri-La mall (we just ate at Wendy’s and around the snack bar with Cedric, a boy with freakishly lady-like hands).”
Page 3 of 31 — “Most boring day ever. And believe me when I say ever. I slept early the day before and due to my body clock’s difficulty to adapt, I woke up at 4 AM. I think 2 or 3 womanly souls possessed me because I managed to cook myself scrambled eggs, prepare instant noodles, and wash the dishes… Ah, women. After satisfying my manly appetite, I fell asleep (because that’s what men do, right? sleep, eat, fart, eat, fart, fart, sleep) and woke up at 7 PM. Amazing, really, I skipped lunch without disturbing my very needy tummy.”
And there you have it! Not that bad, I even entertained myself. I should probably replace Book of Me & 2012 with Bollocks, Me, Bollocks, Bollocks, & 2012. I think you would agree.
Love always,
Joyce
