I don’t quite know why I said that. It just felt right, you know? I mean, isn’t that how you’re supposed to start a blog? But I digress.
First, I’m gonna do everyone’s favourite part: the introduction!!! Yay.
Here are some facts about me you may or may not know (I’m sort a hoping for the ‘not know’ as knowing these makes you a stalker and I’m not sure I’m ready for that level of commitment in a relationship yet):
- I’m a girl. (This is not an invite to spam me with sex bots. Looking at you Google.)
- I have a qUiRkY view on life and that is why I am gracing everyone with a detailed analysis of my thoughts (Jk don’t throw that tomato please)
- I stan way too many TV shows. (e.g. Grey’s Anatomy, The Good Place, ER, Glee, Gilmore Girls… I could keep going)
- I am learning Spanish. (Y creo que soy bastante bueno a hablar español)
- I love to sing (especially songs from musicals. Fun fact: I can recite the entirety of ‘Beautiful’ from Heathers from memory, including dialogue. Yeah baby, all eight minutes.)
- I wear Harry Potter t shirts as pjs exclusively. (Not weird at all that I would purposely not wear any other type of t shirt to bed other than my 5+ HP tops)
- I wear red glasses.
- And I talk wayyyyy too much. (I’m not sure if you noticed, just checking.)
Anywho, now that’s over, I can finally just blog like a normal person.
As of right now, I am in my pyjamas (a Harry Potter T-shirt duh), half-asleep and trying to stop singing the Goofy Goober song from the Spongebob Movie and go to sleep, with minimal success.
I am pondering on whether the delicious taste of peri peri chicken is worth my mouth getting mauled by spice (call me a spice lightweight, but at least I’m not like my best friend who literally cannot eat pepperoni because, and I quote, “It burns! It burns!”.) Keep in mind, this is the same girl who, at my dad’s request, dipped her (margharita) pizza into the mini chocolate fountain at my bday party to see if it taste different good. (It did not, by the way.)
Sometimes, I’m actually surprised that someone like me was born to him when my best friend is so much more like him it’s creepy.
Changing the subject, can we just talk about how the minute our heads hit the pillow every single thought you, your mother or your grandmother ever had just pours out of your brain? Just me? Probably the insomnia. Seriously though. You’re just lying there and it’s like you just got injected with 4 shots of coffee and you know you won’t be able to sleep until 3:30 am. You get what I’m talking about?
Anyway, I’ve recently became interested in a certain TV series called ‘The Twilight Zone’ and I actually love it more than my soul. It’s the perfect mix of sci-fi and horror. It’s the 1950s version of Black Mirror but better. Of course, I am doing aware it helped inspire ‘Black Mirror’, but I honestly don’t understand how a TV show can be so good.
Okay, so I just looked at the clock and it’s 11:13pm and I’ve got to to get up at 7 tomorrow so I am going to try to go to sleep. Wish me luck.
Oh quickly before I go, I will try to upload at least once a week, maybe twice if my one follower is lucky (hey mum).
Let me leave you on a pun as I tend to do as I walk away from a conversation.
When is it time to go to the dentist? Tooth-hurty!
Boom, guarantee you didn’t see that one coming.
Buenos noches!
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