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I have the medication list of a 50 year old.
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I need an orthopedic pillow for my back when I sit in my chair to study
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Only white study light please, not yellow. Easier on the eyes.
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I have a cat. Yeap, you heard me. And my apartment smells of cat.
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I have the back posture of an old woman with a hunch after a day at the gym
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My love handles have love handles.
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I have become more stubborn in my ways
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I have a fixed regime that I need to follow each day unless I want to get flustered – uni, lunch, uni/self-study/nap, gym, dinner, study
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I have a bald spot – yes I said it. A fucking bald spot.
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I have cellulite in places I never thought possible.
Crikey. Maybe best to marry the first idiot that proposes before this escalates further.
(I kid, I need to fucking graduate first)
