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The recents
Entry title: Circle me and the needle moves gracefully
Date / Time : Thursday, December 16, 2010 / 8:45 AM
song: electric bloom- foals
time: 8:58pm

NOOO. i was looking for my earphones just now and i couldn't find them. so i had to use my brothers massive psp ones. so when i plugged them into my laptop i was like woah, they're so good and 3D like and all. then i found out they weren't even connected and the music was so so loud and everyone was looking at me like

yeah, so anyway. i haven't listened to music properly in ages. i'm listening to the foals right now, but they're honestly not that nice. i don't know why everyones so in love with them.

kkkkk soooo. i woke up at nine toady, and we went to sharjah at nine thirty. we didn't really do much there, just drove around a bit. we're going to go there again next week properly and actually go through all the malls and stuff.

we then came back to ajman and my dad dropped us off at one of the malls here. and oh my god. it was like pretty-people-come-out-and-kill-ugly-people's-confidence day. there was this one guy that looked EXACCTLYYYY like the guy from blood and chocolate, hugh dancy. i was like falling and rolling all over the floor and i needed someone to tell but i had no one other than my mum and sister, so i was like MUMMY LOOK IT LOOKS LIKE THAT GUY, THAT GUY FROM BLOOD AND CHOCOLATEIWRNEIR. and she's like oh, lulz.
arabic girls are actually super pretty D:
every. single. one of them. i feel like a total gorilla walking around these people.

BUT YEAH, ANYWAY. my dad picked us up at five later. and he couldn't find the way back to our hotel and got lost. so we were driving around in circles for ages and ages and then we found this little cafe. and it was so, so gorgeous.


so purty. so we asked for directions and my mum and dad had coffee-gross, i just want someone to explain to me how people actually like drinking bitter stuff. i want to live in the middle of that cafe.
then my dad took us to this teeny bakery in the corner of the middle of no where. i seriously don't know where the hell he found it, it's so hidden.
but
the
bread
there
is
the
definition
of
heaven. it was so gooood.

i really like this place. everything's so ancient and vintage on the outside of the city and then the city's so big and sparkly and everything. weirnedfunt, so perfect.

HELLOGOODBYE IS SO ADORABLE. HE CAN'T BE HUMAN.
speaking of human.
i saw the most inhuman guy today. it was like edward cullen right there.

i've decided i'm not gonna complain about gaining weight and shit anymore. cos it's not like people want to hear about how people are getting fat and oily and gross. and its what EVERYONE says. no one want's to admit that they're not the slightest bit fat but totally normal. they're like oh zomgx, im so fat!!! an then they're eating like twenty chocolates and chips and shit. and they don't even dooo anything about it. it's like someone going omg, im gonna paint the bestttt picture ever over and over but they don't ever actually start painting it. they're just insecure and want people to think that they know that they're not perfect or whatever. i'm totally just describing myself.

i don't even know what i'm saying xD
i typed that thing while listening to this really good song and i wasn't concentrating at all and i bet all the grammar and spelling is wrong but i cbf to read it through, so.

i love electric music so much. i don't think that's what it's called but yeah. it's not even real music to me though. real music is like switchfoot and paramore. i don't know what this hellogoodbye and the postal service shit i'm listening to is xD
but it's so positive and all. love love love it.

aw, i like this song. belle of the boulevard by dashboard confessional. and it's real music. xD

ew, i just realized i've used xD three times in like three minutes now.

AWW, MICHAEL BUBLE'S VERSION OF CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU IS PLAYING. IT'S SO CUTE EINRWE.

i'll go search for some more non-real music now.
x



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