maybe a flid...

so, erm hello! pause…
in the least pretentious way possible, i’m not at all sure what to write here! this is bizarre, as i normally love talking about myself and this seems the perfect place to induge in my narcissistic tendancies!hmmm…ah bollocks, here goes…
my name’s lexie, and i love cheese and peanut butter on toast and knitting. i used to want to be a poet, but now i entertain fantasies of becoming a porn star! i’ve been practising dirty phrases and everything, although i can’t seem to say anything remotely sexual withouit nearly wetting my pants, so maybes it’s not going very well…otherwise i will hopefully end up in an artist’s commune where i can sit and daydream about world domination, whilst fingerpainting and writing my memoirs with a pen held between ma toes. i’m studying english and french lit, mainly cos my english teacher at school was fit and before i came to uni i had aspirations of being studiously aloof whilst sitting under a blossoming tree and reading intellectu-al poetry…before i realised that sometimes it rains.gutted.
in between reading the work of lovelorn egotistical gits and being an internet nerd, i enjoy spending my time watching the o.c., pretending to be a lesbian, buying random yet beautious crap from charity shops and slyly reading heat in costcutters whilst trying not to get caught.
so while i try and figure out what life is all about, attempt to make the world a better place and get up on time for my my 9 o clocks, i (and anyone who is nosy enough to read this!) can chart my progress in finding out what this blogging shite is really all about!
and remember, cocaine is often taken by wankers.
xx