Well, well, well...Since my last post yonks has happened. There's been a few hurricanes ripping up New York, Kim Kardashian's started dating Kayne West and a guy with the bossest name ever! jumped into Earth from outer space (or close enough). This world just doesn't seem to slow down! In amongst that all I've completed my first year as a uni student and am stoked that its finally summer!!!
Rather than write some deep and meaning post, I figured, why not step back and have a lil laugh at the observations I have made this year, in what I like to call "Dear... Much love."
Dear fashion bloggers, fashionistas or anyone in the general public,
I apologise for committing such a horrible crime, on several occasions this year.
Several times I accidentally left my normal shoes at home and had to wear my running shoes with jeans.
And to top it off I forgot all my makeup.
So general public if you ever saw me walking around I was not homeless. But I thank you kindly for the free food.
I apologise for committing such a horrible crime, on several occasions this year.
Several times I accidentally left my normal shoes at home and had to wear my running shoes with jeans.
And to top it off I forgot all my makeup.
So general public if you ever saw me walking around I was not homeless. But I thank you kindly for the free food.
Much love,
An appreciative member of society.
An appreciative member of society.
Dear real humour,
I wish you and I had a better relationship. You only wanna hang out whenever overtired is around. Am I not good enough for you?
Much love,
Your other half,
Dry humour.
I wish you and I had a better relationship. You only wanna hang out whenever overtired is around. Am I not good enough for you?
Much love,
Your other half,
Dry humour.
Dear trick or treaters,
Please come by our house. Josh and I have homemade lollies aka. tiny stones wrapped in favourites wrappers. All the best trick or treating.
Much love,
Anonymous.
Dear New york journalists,
You tell people to evacuate a massive Hurricane Sandy is coming. So what do you do? Run right out into the hurricane to conduct the news.
I now understand why journalism has such high death rates. Silly Billys.
Much love,
A concerned citizen.
Dear university confession pages,
Thank you so much. You have taught me a lot of things this year, like:
1. People love to confess things.
2. The truth always seems to come out.
3. And I would love to be the person who does the anonymous admin. Imagine knowing exactly who 'anonymous' is.
Much love,
Gossip wannabe xo
(Sorry couldn't add another 'xo' due to copyright laws...in a perfect world their would be two o's and x's)
