Butterflies and Chucks

After finishing almost half a McCain oven pizza while watching Gladiators, I am wondering if I should try to strengthen my body. Everyone knows I am a weak little shit and I am out of breath after one flight of stairs. I've also gained a solid little Winnie The Pooh belly which makes me feel so gross.

Anyways. Panic At The Disco are coming in August and I am so damn excited. They're being supported by The Academy Is... which just doubles the awesomeness. William Beckett cut his locks but I'm sure I'll still wet myself when he walks onto that stage. I'm wondering what kind of ticket I should buy. If I buy a Panic Pit ticket (general admission floor standing), I'm absolutely positive that I won't be close to the front. I won't be able to see behind all the taller girls who lined up at 6am. Hm.. I think I'll buy a ticket for the closest seated area and utilise the zoom function on my camera.

I'm procrastinating right now. (Big surprise.) I have a linguistics exercise and a thousand-word cultural studies essay due this week. Urrrgh. Everything else about uni is wonderful though. Milk Duds are sold at the uni convenience store (along with other Hershey's chocs) and I'm in looove.

I've decided not to get a new laptop anymore because the one I have now isn't dead yet. I'm thinking about using my money to buy some new clothes instead. The weather is now cold (damn it!) and I am in desperate need of cardigans and jackets. I'm kind of getting sick of hoodies.. maybe I'm in the early stages of this thing called growing up. Aging issues aside, I want a jacket that is feminine but not too 'old'. And I'd like a pair of black boots too. Wish me luck in finding these items in the right style, colour and size. I'm a size 6-8 in tops and size 5 in shoes. Boooo.