I adore my sister. I have had the actual best weekend in the whole time i have been alive. Well, that is probably a lie but i do not care. I love my little sister so much.
We went to see Alice in Wonderland, twice. Oh my goodness, it is so good, there are not even any words. And even if there were, i wouldn't know what to say.
The 3D-ness blew me away. It did give me headache at first but then i got a little bit used to it! I had lots of Chewits and lots of sexy peanuts and i even had some crisps. I have not vom'd all weekend which is quite an achievement for me. I haven't even lax'd. Hang on, i think i just need to let the whoa-ness of that sink in. I mean, NO.SICK.OR.POO for a whole weekend. That is just foreign to me. Does that mean i am normal? Or does the fact that i judged my weekend as being different because of those things mean that i am still very far from normal? I don't even know what this 'normal' ideal that everyone wishes for, is anymore. For goodness sakes people, just be yourself and let everyone else decide who they want to be before they tell you who they want YOU to be.
Erm. What am i even talking about anymore?
Screw it. I am going to go and make some wallpapers for Alice In Wonderland. lol.
Oh...and Ready Salted crisps are my new fave things in the world ever. Although, i will never understand Asda Smartprice's portion size. It is ludacris!
The end. Snails.
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