My tummy is possibly the queeeeziest it's ever been today.
Maybe because it's payday and I know I won't save.
My parents went away last night to England for 2 weeks, kind of exciting yet kind of sad.. who will cook for me? Kidding.. but not really. I'm a horrible cook and if I ate something that I made.. I would die.
Although I claimed to have made those cup-cakes last Friday, it was actually packet mix from coles -ALTHOUGH I did make the icing.
And I'm good at other things, like internet creeping.
So really who needs cooking.
I just got stung my a wasp on my head