Warning ! this journal entry contains moderate language that may be offensive to some readers. If you are under 18 years old, it is advised that you do not read this journal entry. If you decide to do so, you become fully responsible for any psychical and emotional damage reading this journal entry may couse*



I just don't get the paradox of life. Well, it so often said that life doesn't make sense, so I guess this isn't anything new. But, there's just one thing I can't get
Why is it that when you fall in love, it has to hurt so much. Why do you have to fall in love with someone who is unavailable to you? Why do you have to end up starving for a reaction ? Why do you end up being spat out ? Why does ot turn out the most painfull way possible. I just preffer the days when things like love, affection and belonging didn't exist. OMG ! puberty, I hate it. Fuuuuuuuk !


Now, I've been tagged by the ever-interesting with a rendom-facts style tag.


1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 5 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs!


After two cups of cocoa and pack of jaffa-cakes, I came up with this :

1.I can't put my fist in my mouth, or in my ass (Heidi Montag is proud of a her achievement!)
2. I have a black dot on my face, almost same place where Marylin Monroe had hers.
3. I have 1 eyebrow.
4. I can't wait to be 36.
5. My family calls me Harry, Rachel or Heidi Klum.
6. I don't like to shave.
7. I'm obeseed with using air refresheners
8.I would be willing to give my employer a blow job if I were to get good raise for it

So, those are my random tags AND I TAG EVERYONE WHO BOTHERS TO READ THIS ! So, there. Merry Christmas...