Guess what I do in an hour? I'm going fake-baking with Jane. HAHAHAHHA- die, skin!

I can't even type that without feeling guilty. I'm going to keep my face covered; I just need tan legs. I have long, beautiful, flawless legs (egoism! Huzzah! I'm not lying, though; My legs are probably my best asset, I kid you not.) they might as well be long, beautiful, tan, flawless legs. I went for a long jog yesterday, and I'm excited to get them in shape again.

I've decided against writing my thesis my paper. I shall endeavor to kill my skin instead.

I make so many bad choices when it comes to certain things.