Today it's our National Day, la Diada Nacional de Catalunya!
I'm not celebrating much, though, because my ovaries are killing me. I just want to tear them out of me (in fact, I don't understand why I have to suffer like this every month, I don't want to have children! -if you ever see me pregnant, shoot me, please-, so what is the point of this PAIN?). Argh!
Apart from that, I'm watching Monty Python's Flying Circus and...and I have no news to share (yeah, what an exciting life I lead!). I'm just a bit nervous, in four days I'm going to be 24! And look what a mess my life still is! I'm feeling like Seymour on Little Shop of Horrors...
Oh, well. I have been trying to write. I had some fairly good ideas some days ago but I'm having a hard time on giving them a proper form and structure. I guess I should practice more, I'm losing my skills.
Bon cop de falç!
Je, je, je, aquesta frase m'encanta. En comptes de semblar treta d'un himne patriòtic, sembla que vulguis insultar algú o engegar-lo a per punyetes (sorry, no English tranlation for that)
I'm not celebrating much, though, because my ovaries are killing me. I just want to tear them out of me (in fact, I don't understand why I have to suffer like this every month, I don't want to have children! -if you ever see me pregnant, shoot me, please-, so what is the point of this PAIN?). Argh!
Apart from that, I'm watching Monty Python's Flying Circus and...and I have no news to share (yeah, what an exciting life I lead!). I'm just a bit nervous, in four days I'm going to be 24! And look what a mess my life still is! I'm feeling like Seymour on Little Shop of Horrors...
Oh, well. I have been trying to write. I had some fairly good ideas some days ago but I'm having a hard time on giving them a proper form and structure. I guess I should practice more, I'm losing my skills.
Bon cop de falç!
Je, je, je, aquesta frase m'encanta. En comptes de semblar treta d'un himne patriòtic, sembla que vulguis insultar algú o engegar-lo a per punyetes (sorry, no English tranlation for that)