I have chocolate. I am a woman. On her period. With chocolate. Okay. I am oh so fine. I have chocolate. That cancels out all thoughts of blood oooooozing out of me. Oh yeh. That'll put the hair on yer chests lads. Ohhh yeh. SUCKERS.

Do you know what is one fucking freaky advert? That one about kids breathing in cigarette smoke. It is FREAKY. The smoke is sooo obviously 'added in' to the advert but I think it's the last blonde girl who giggles.. and smoke comes out of her mouth. The giggle and smoke just DOES IT for me. I feel like.. screaming. But I don't, cos imma good gurl *shuffles feet*

Woo. Will and Grace.

Okay, so I still need to pack for Germany. I've packed my clothes. I only have one problem. I have been forced to pack my swimming costume. This (in three words) is not good. For a few reasons.

One... I hate my body. Oh so fucking much. I have.. wibbly bits. Haha. Okay. I'm sorry. HAAAAAAAD to type wibbly. Basically I'm ashamed of the way I look and I don't need a swimming costume to enhance that.

*headbangs*

Secondly. There are.. some... marks... *cough* that I won't be able to explain... easily.. at all. Urm. Look. I have to do something to relieve my stress, if it's to cause myself physical pain then so be it. It's only three cuts. Sheesh. So. Yeh. They will so show. What to do?? I think, cos I've been told we'll probably swim at a beach or an open swimming pool, that I could get away with wearing a t-shirt to swim in. That'll work right? Please guyys. Work with me here.

In Will and Grace Jack storms into Will and Grace's apartment saying to Will "I saw you leave my party early!! You need to put the 'sex' back into homosexual young man!" Ahaha. Soo funny. I like Will and Grace.

Sometimes I wish... I don't want to finish my wish. It'll lead to more depressed talk. I need help. I think I need a lot of help. But how do I get it? I need help with that too.