Lipsticklover

Yesterday I had this great, great topic to blog about. but of course I forgot. it is truly unbelievable. so here I am blogging about nothing. so pointless. well let me talk you through my day. I got up went to school had 2 lessons waited 2 hours for 2 other lessons turns out I waited for nothing both lessons dropped out so pointless great so I wrote a stupid story in somebody's diary. about a girl who looked like a pig and about an Italian boy who had a stubbly beard. no moral in the story whatsoever. so pointless. a lot seems pointless today doesnt it? gotta run ciao comment

Or maybe not. Tumblr is soo not addictive. who cares. Who am I? apparently people come to an age where they ask themselves who they are. and because they dont know, they go and travel the world and find their true selves in the bushbush in africa. Right. Well I wanna travel the world, not necessarily find the true me in the bushbush but just travel and actually SEE the world. But after I thought of the proces 'Who am I?' I thought I could pretty much answer that question. so.. --> Hi im Selina. Im tuf and funny, bit of a pestimist, don't do stress, and curious (way more than you think) . and thats all. thats who I am. C'est tout. easy. maybe a bit TOO easy. but what in the world can tell me who I really am. I dont believe some trees and spiders will reveal the true me. well maybe to my friends (who think I'm fearless haha) cause if I see a spider I aint so comfortable anymore. haha but dont tell anyone. thats our secret. talk to ya later alligator. comment