Somewhere Out There Is My Own Gay Marc...

Yasmin is so lucky to have found her Gay Marc! I'm so jealous of her, but then again he lives in the UK and the job of a Gay Marc is to follow you around everywhere after all, and make the Shocked Marc Face and Smug Marc Face at your evil schemes and sneer at Carries and Bettys. I just know that somewhere out there is a Gay Marc looking for an Amanda...

If my life were Ugly Betty, I would totally be Amanda. More because she's slutty and evil but never really gets anywhere in life, and she eats a lot. Of course Yasmin would be my Gay Marc, although she's not really a curly haired effeminate secretary but she's always egregious and likes to blow things out of proportion! Annnd my brother Aidan would be that bitchy Asian TV presenter just for the plain fact that he likes to stay on the sidelines and bitch about shit and has immaculate hair. I think Layne would be Santos because he's always late and does a lot of things wrong but everyone knows his heart is in the right place.

Sadly, I don't have a Betty.

ANYWAY my party is tonight! For some reason I'm still in bed but eventually I WILL get up to have a shower and then I'll pack all my stuff into my cute Dangerfield tartan duffel bag and be off into the night!

PS: The highlight of my day so far is receiving a long birthday text from my Papa. I miss him!

Oh, and Layne got a framed drawing of us for my birthday. He didn't do it himself, but it's still a very nice gesture. And no, we're not together. We just care about each other and all that.

Anyways. It's time to paaaaaartaaaaaaayyyy!