I so miss typing like this:

And then I went to *insertplacehere*!!!
OMGOMGOMGGGGGGGGG YAYYYYYYYYYYYY *someone's name, preferabllly guy*!
*rolls eyes*
_______________-*and some weird lines and underscores*
No boys in Cedar!!!
-end

Uh. Ummmm okay. That is not comprehensible. A hard passage to decipher indeed. It's just unfortunate that I used to write like that when I was 14? So phew, OMFG Ana is 17 and I can't believe itttt. Not as emo, but probably more manic depressive, likes to spoil and break things and other stuff.

So yesterday my sister told me Steve Irwin passed away. I was really really sad and shocked. Because I watched him for years since I was a kid and he was awesome, and I never thought he could die, like immortal crocodile man. And I recorded his movie (because David was in it). RIP Steve Irwin, you are a legend. =(

Moving on now(Shit I'm so insensitive, hell I'm sad too but I am perky as well), I don't have enough pants for the camp. And I bought a maternity shirt!!! YAYYY, because I'm fat like that. Can't find gloves, because all shops are fucked up and they only sell gloves for winter(UGH) and I didn't buy socks, or sandals, or a lot of other things. All I got were 6 pantyhose and I don't know what the fuck or why the fuck I bought them, a Kappa sling bag(cause I'm cheapskate, like that.), Maternity tops(Yay for maternity! And no wonder the neckline was hugeeee, I could look really sexy wearing those. lol) A pair of jeans. (that is tight. UGHHHHHHH FUCKKK.)

I'm fat i'm fat i'm fatttttt I fucking hate that. Need to lose weight more rapidly. I need to jog. Later.

Yayyy I can't wait to go to Sarawak. 2 days left. And I need to buy more pants.

I don't know what to wear for gala night. Uhm prom dress that I chucked in my cupboard because Ididn't wear it last year? Or hmmm a maternity shirt? God, I'm fucked. Fat and hopeless, I'm going to look disasterous. Plus, my paintbrushes are missing(unrelated, totally, had to put that in.)

I need to go lose weight now. Bye!