Second point, actually, I have no clue what to put up here. It's like being out of place, maybe. Seeing all these other amazing blogs with epic stories and anecdotes and translations... I'm kinda jealous, I guess. ^^;
As EntangledRoses would say, color me jealous.
Also, the most annoying thing in the world; when you're trying to spark up and your lighter is out of fluid. I literally spent ten minutes standing around desperately trying to light up with this tiny little baby flame until it won't actually even give off that any more.
See, this is why I'd love the power of fire. I can spark up without needing a lighter.
The most annoying thing is, though, I got it semi-lit and got one-fifth of a lungful. Oh how I shook, shaking so badly and cursing at my lighter, willing it to work. Well, it's how life goes, I guess.
But fuck, I'm too young to buy my own lighter. FFS, Britain. Lower the age from 18 to 16. >':
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Yes Aya, I am mad. Y U ASK? |
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