Here's your special post, you demanding egg[s].
So I bumped into him and Greer. Not really, he stalked me outside the WF Building. Didn't realize they were actually there 'til someone kicked me in the back of my shoe, I think it was.
Yeah.
And so I turn around all like "wtf bitch, wanna scrap ow?" <--- i'm gangster.
But it turns into: "who the fu... OHmygod HI."
And then we walk around.
They call me fat.
I eat to prove it.
And get a second order, too.
And then I miss my bus.
So they wait with me for half an hour for the next one.
In that half an hour, we came to a conclusion that we should buy a bus. Or a house bus thing. And make it all.. Awesome and stuff.
I have to get off.
But yes.
Here, eggs. Enjoy your own very special post.
Fatty.
<3christaa.
Me - Christa;
Seventeen Eighteen, 2nd year of Auckland University of Technology [[AUT]]; Majoring in Acc & HRM.
Birthday = 19th June 1991.
Anyway. I don't post much so don't expect many updates.
Hmm.. I'm nice, unless you give me a reason not to be.
I have short black/blonde/pink hair.
I [used to] do taekwondo. I was black stripe. I'm now a dancer, and I love it.
I love my music. Techno/house/electroo. <3
I have five tattoos, done on well over five different occasions. I'm addicted to tattoos. ;(
I have a load of piercings.
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