we just walk and walk and walk

moving to darjeelish, toodles!

i just realized im basically paid to sit around reading about neurotic british women who spend too much money on shoes.
yeah.
and i still need to buy a clutch bag D:

DEAR SLIEMA RESIDENTS,
YOUR PRONOUNCIATION IS HORRIFIC. A WORD IS A WORD, NOT A FREAKING MINT HUMBUG. STOP DRAWLING AND SPIT. IT. OUT. YOUR CONSTANT CODESWITCHING IS ABSOLUTELY DISGRACEFUL. YOU HAVE AWFUL ACCENTS. YOU ARE SADLY DELUDED ABOUT HOW MUCH BETTER YOU ARE THAN THE ~HAMALLI~ OF WHEREVER. BECAUSE YOU REALLY AREN'T.
IN CONCLUSION, KISS MY ASS.

PS: NOT EVEN GOING TO START ON THE ~FASHIN~ AND ~OSIM STAYL~, YOU MISERABLE CLONE FACTORY OF CHUNKY SCARF-WEARING ASSHOLES.

my middle aged balding adolescent friend gave me a book full of nudes. i am not talking tijuana bibles or suhch here, i mean like ~nudes~ with rolls and stippled cellulite. i just can't break it to him that i am not nearly as artsy or lesbionic as he thinks. sorry lil friend ):
SOYA SOYA SOYA GIMME MORE

I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOO WITH MYSELF
I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOO WITH MYSELF
I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOO WITH MYSELF

i bought my mahm's prasint for her bday (go go go go shawty)
our new employee dresses like a badly-dressed pimp
up until this morning i thought laurie lee was a chick lol
i make crappy coffee
sliema looks blitzed
i want to buy party soles
party souls!
i wish i wasn't an internet recluse lol ):
BANG BANG

today i went to check my timetable at junyeah kawlig and i felt like everyone was judging me because i was wearing a shirt with a bedazzled bicycle on it.
the only friend i have so far is a boy my age who looks forty. i am not even kidding he is v serious and has a massive bald spot.

i still think everyone is vile and i want to move to somewhere that isn't a giant floating island sauna.

here is what i think of you. you are a spoilt upper-middle class kid with so little to complain about you have to invent your own personal hell and then write about it in the most cringe-inducing fashion i have ever encountered. people with actual hardships feel bad for you. stick to your day job. oh excuse me, you don't need it because you are rolling in it.

here is what i think of you. you are a stupid attention-grubbing little user who gets used in turn by any old idiot with a scene haircut. you cannot form deep soulful connections with people because you have no soul and you are about as deep as a puddle of cat urine. get the fuck out you revolting little trend whore. ps: soccer moms everywhere want their haircut back.

here is what i think of you. maybe when you stop trying to turn your life into a sad pastiche of someone else's concept, you will finally be happy, you stupid bitch.

here is what i think of you. i misjudged you. you are lovely. i love you. i'm scared.

i am going to spend senior year alone because i hate everyone.

on saturday i went to my friend's band prac. they are so good! yay girlbands! afterwards i bought cigarettes from a wicked smelly chicken restaurant, got drunk off my face, waded into the ocean, got quicksanded into a pile of dry seaweed, almost lost my shoes, made wedding plans, threatened to kill everyone in sight (not that i could see anything tbh) and then passed out in the back of my bf's car. sometime next week we are going to go get our hair done together because we are actually big fgts.

i bought sparkly teal leopard print socks today omg *______*

BECAUSE WE'RE AWESOME

my name is not claire
i like cherry ice cream
(STEP AWAY FROM THE CHAPSTICK K8Y PERRY AAAAAAAH)
and popcorn
and excellent napkins
and butterfly shoes
and arcade games.
nude lipstick is not a good look, even if you are a really nice person.
i wish i could pull off scarves without looking seedy and hickey-hiding.

last week:
beerfest
skanking
gaybar
tequila
batman
cross country drives (HAH)
night beach
good hair

this week thus far:
disease
squalor
poverty
extreme heat

ihu week ):

yesterday i went on a date to beerfest with a boy my parents already know because we are both from the same hick town hur hur hur. he is so qte and today he picked me up from work and we went to hang out with his friend. who knows me as well, even though i have no idea who he is. again, hick town.
on saturday - pukey and barfy go to the movies! i have no idea what you look like anymore parasupernormal , i think we will have to make signs, like in airports. buontempi, buontempi.

today i sat behind two wonderfully apocalyptic old ladies on the bus and listened to them talk about the end of the world and ~da gud tymez of the past. then a young russian boy with three hairs on his chin hit on me and told me mournfully about his girlfriend in russia and his 35-inch penis. then a small polish girl made me feel like a stupid asshole for giving her wrong directions to the benetton store. then i extracted 50 euro cents from my bank account.
tomororrow will probably entail more of the same. also, my life has been plunged into darkness. not in an emo way, but because electricity has gone way way up. no m ore sleeping with my tv on ): ): ):

lol u get me, wu-tang clan.

COFFEE BEANS. THEY ARE SO GOOD, LIKE, WHOLE, WHY DID I HAVE TO WAIT FOR THEM TO BE FLOATING AROUND IN MY EXPENSIVE ICE CREAM TO REALIZE THIS? BECAUSE I AM A PRICK THAT'S WHY.
and public transport hates me. fuck you too you enormous orange bitches! i will have to ~stickwitu~ for 4 more years, worse luck
i think i am going to get my parents a box of penis-shaped pasta for their anniversary lolol weee
TODAY i bought a dress with lots of nautical knots on it and a top with some weird bambi knockoff on it. lol i was meant to be cultivating CLASS and GOOD TASTE this has obviously been waylaid in favour of a friggin cartoon deer.

100 books meme

According to The Big Read, the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books on their list.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ


( get out more often )

isle of mtv was great. you could basically hear the panties whooshing downwards when enrique i came on stage...i missed the rest of the acts because i was at werrrrk and afterwards i partook in some vodka and celebrated my friend winning 30 euros on u-bet. also my friend texted his luva~ from my phone so this morning i received a creepy declaration of love to him. if i were him i would reach for the mace and the restraining order.
my lil mallgoth-waiter friend and i made out on the bus hahaha he's so sweet ilhim
then afterwards i went to sleep and had a terrifying dream where i started liking msi because i saw an animated movie about them. WHATTTTT

omg isle of mtv tomorrow. colour me stoked!

I LOVE YOU GIOTTO DI BONBONS, YOU LEGEND.
3 of my ex's friends hit on me rofl yay
but also awk.
yesterday 3 scene kids walked into the classy respectable establishment where i was doing jobtraining and immediately, the classiness/respectability of the store dropped by 99%. their hair was so terrible, my eyes started bleeding a little.
they probably know my ex too.
lol my life.
i need to buy clothes.
in conclusion, early renaissance ftw.