Yesterday was an exceptionally shit day. Mondays always are, of course, because it's the day I have my ITP tutorial. That tutorial never fails to make me cry because it's fifty times harder than year 12 specialist maths. And if you're laughing at me, fuck you because it's harder than any of the subjects you'll ever do your entire uni degree, unless you're doing chemical eng. And also because yesterday I had a stupid ITP question due worth 3%. What kind of question is worth three whole percent?
And to top it off, when I do get home, my mum tells me I HAVE A SPEEDING TICKET.
ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS.
FUCKING POLICE.
And my parents were LAUGHING. Which made me ANGRIER. I've only had my license for like, 2 months too :(
Argh!!!
What a day.
she is
My name is cc
I love op shopping, travelling and LV.
If you're curious, the name Cocoa Butter and Apple Cores came about while reminiscing of Year 10 maths class, courtesy of HaeYeon.
wishlist
To graduate on time.
To tour Europe, especially Switzerland, Germany, and Ireland.
Jumbo cream Chanel classic flap in lambskin with gold hardware.
:)
"Can I have a hard fuck?"
"No sorry, we have no hard fucks."
"Oh. (Pause) Sorry, I meant a quick fuck."
He says, "I have so many pimples! It's like having many lactating breasts all over my face!"
Girlfriend's foot is touching his leg.
(whispering) "CC she's kicking me!"
"What?"
"Help, will you protect me? I can't, I don't have a leg condom!" (mimes putting leg into a condom)
"Hey, you okay?"
(In a drunken stupor) "Mmmpologohbuloo."
(Me playing along) "Babolugamawoo?"
"NO MAN, pffmompoohl!"
He says, "WOMEN! They always think they're right! Especially my GPS girlfriend She's always telling me what to do!"