I Know What It's Like To Squander

I Can't Cook. I Don't Have The Right Brain For It, Somehow. I Can't Walk Into A Room And Tidy It Up. I Get Distracted. I Pick Up One Thing And I Start Looking At It. And My Cooking Is Truly Heinous.

I've Never Felt So Bereft And Panicky. What Do I Do Without My Phone? How Do I Function? My Hand Keeps Automatically Reaching For My Phone In Its Usual Place In My Pocket. Every Instinct In Me Wants To Text Someone, 'omg, I've Lost My Phone! ' But How Can Do That Without A Bloody Phone?

You Can Always Find Something You Want.

Jeez Louise. I Know Why Rich People Are So Thin: It's From Trekking Around Their Humongous Houses The Whole Time.

I Can't Get Over This. Dad Isn't Sam's Dad? Dad Is A Friend? How Was I Supposed To Know That? People Shouldn't Be Allowed To Sign Themselves As Dad Unless They Are Your Dad. It Should Be The Law.