PIG OUT DAY

It isn't ever day I fall for a French Dude.
My French Dude has blonde-longish waves of hair with the power to cover his eyes if he wants it to.
He has Blue-Grey-Green eyes that sparkle when close to tears.
He is strong, strong enough to take on me. And I am not at all light. Nor am I incredibly oese (just a tad) with muscley arms = Hell Yeah!
He is tall, 5"10. Another of my tall peoples selections. He tends to tower over me.
him + me <3

But enough about him, eh? I bet you weiners are bored of this tripe. Am I right?

Let's talk about........
My obsession with sleep and food this weekend!
That should be interesting!


Sunday I got back at 5ish in the afternoon from camp and headed straight to the fridge, not like a magnet, although that would have been hilarious! And I did eat, but that was it. I went straight to my parent's bed and slept until 8. Then got dinner, then back to my OWN bed to sleep until 9. Is that 15 hours in bed? And as a teenager of 16 years I am meant to have atleast 9? Oops...
So I woke up and have HELPINGS of breakfast, cereal x2 and toast. Lunch was a cheese and onion pie.. yumm... and then fries (LOTS OF) I blame the cafe for that load. Sweets, Lollies, cakes. I don't know, but that is BAAAAD. Meh, I'd done good eating all week. This was my PIG OUT DAY.


Okay, lets talk about Francois again. Or his partner Chris?
Chris didn't thank Francois' parents. Chris didn't say Goodbye!!! all he DID do was COMPLAIN. So rude... O.O I may just kill him.