On Baking. I’m currently learning how to bake cakes and other bread products as a delayed guilt reaction for being a leech. So far, I had produced butter cookies with mashed eggshells and mocha chiffon cake with butter and fudge icing. Truth be told, they taste better than my bland description.
On My Studies. I’m done with nursing. Yes. That. Was. Three. Years. Of. My. Life. Majority of said three years was spent masking my contempt for the whole fucked up system of clashing gigantic egos. I will be taking the board on November so my life now consists of shoving carbohydrates down my throat in between mouse clicks. I’m currently taking a class on gender, sexuality, and reproductive health. Most of my classmates are affiliated with so and so government agency and so and so school. I’m the only not affiliated with any agency and She’s the Man is on and Channing Tatum is hawt in a kinda dumb club-toting kind of way.
On My Social Life. I have none.
On My Plans For The Future. First, lose weight. Life begins 5000000 500 5 pounds from now. Don’t believe the crap self-esteem pundits feed you. YOU ARE FAT. AND NO. IT. IS. NOT. OKAY. Second, cultivate ambition. Mediocrity is boring after 24 years. Third, flirt more. You’re more good-looking than you think and there are more horny guys than the predominantly straight population led you to believe. Uglier guys have had more boylets because they don’t have the same issues as you do. Seriously. You’re 24 and it’s about time to skank it up.
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