BlogEntryNo316

i suck!

yes, another post.

i suck.
did i tell you that??....no?

okay then. i suck.
i get utterly worked up when my back kills me all the time. a tummy ache that i would kill to not have.okay, maybe not. but anyway, i can't maneuver for nuts. my sense of direction is useless at times. i cant stop buying dresses. my lefty scared leg makes it not pretty anymore. im grumpy when im sleepy. i sleep too much. i fall sick easily. im lazy. i dont get mojos on creative postery photoshop designs very often anymore. i love dancing but refuse to get off my bum bum lately. i am terribly out of shape and stamina. i need to exercise more. i whined a tad too much to some people, mainly him. i am indecisive, and you know it, even in picking out a dress to wear for the dinner. did i mention i get indecisive in picking out nail colours too? im in love with my blacks though. spacial skills are still to die for in joanna's world, because she sucks at it. i can horribly play some arcade game console with out any help in it. i am horrid at speaking in large crowds. i dream and day dream too much about gowns. i eye clothes more than my pocket allows. i am a clutz. i fall down very very often. i cut myself very very often. i get bruises very very often. i give people accidently ouchies, punches, pokes, steps on the foot, scrathes wayway too often. i think too much of what people say. my imagination is too wild for my own good that it scares me sometimes. i am not a good cook. i have absolutely no idea how to bake because i never tried and i want to but the oven gave way. i get bored easily. i drool over cute stuffed animals, nice clothes, and make-ups. my phones are jinxed. all of them. my room is in a mess. i smile even when im not suppose to, which makes me perasan. ah, yes, im too vain sometimes, but thats not a crime because when you are vain like kelvin then its a crime. i cant finish a carls jr. burger but i finished their pickels. i cant watch horror flicks. i dont fancy bittersweet thingamajigs. i have low alcohol tolerance. darn it. i hate dark chocolates and malta. my digestive system is too sensitive. imma' mutant with mutated genetic blood genes. i cannot donate blood, though im O positive. im gaining extras sideways but not on the weighing scale, freaky. i say "later lah" a lot.


there. i told you i suck. hurray me! =)

its okay if you dont like me after you read this because somepeople and someone does.

Hugs and kisses,
-Joanna, 10.38pm