Aliens.

David Cameron is one. That's what I've learned in RE this week (:

Seriously though, that would be fucking awesome. Like Doctor Who but in real life. Aliens trying to conquer earth. It's all because he has hair. That was the giveaway. Tory leaders don't have hair.

Aside from that, I'm in a reasonably good mood right now because I am no longer ill! I have been very, very poorly recently and now I am over that. There's a few issues, probably down to hormonal slip-ups than anything but aside from my intermittent desire to punch certain people in the face, hard, (something I'm likely incapable of) life has been pretty good.

I'm reminiscing Remember Me *sob* with Lauren and our Pizza Hut escapaded. I love Pizza Hut, really I do.

...I wonder if the Mother Pizza Heather and I had was a present from the aliens. They should know we're too young to vote, sorry.

Oh, and delicious, awesome brownies. That I made with Claramon =3. She's giving me the recipe, my mum and I are going to try and conquer them this weekend. Or divide. DIVIDE AND CONQUER BIATCH.

Besides that, my life has been a blur of college work, vomiting (no more!) and Digimon. 'Cause I'm cool like that.

Sunny days abound, yay. Speaking of which, I was in Manchester on Sunday and Sandi and family have invited me to go to Spain with them this summer. See, life is fucking awesome. Anyone who says otherwise can live with me and I'll give them lovely hugs and stuff!

Do you ever get the feeling that you really should just give up on a lost cause? Like, completely give up, not just back away from the issue a little. I feel like that a bit right now. Which is weird, because I never give up on stuff. I can be kind of stubborn and very determined at times. If I wasn't, I'd have failed maths already. Speaking of which, I heaaaart Decision, even if everyone else hates it.

Don't worry baby, I still love you!

Over and/or out. I need to find some extraterrestrials to take me to their leader.

P.S.  I was apparently born like E.T. Cool, huh? :)