cynical optimist

i'm tired. drifting-through-the-motions tired. and oddly, jetlagged happy. i don't know why.

so i have this thing where i can't do small talk. its like i'm not privy to the whole conversation thing because i almost always have nothing to say. not that i resent it but sometimes i chastise myself for not conversing more. see i get pumped and say everything i need in 3 minutes and then just fuckin switch off. everything else i say after that is just bloody frivolous.
blah.

april's fool?

not this year bishes! :o

hey sunday

back from the hairdresser's. chopped my front and its so daisy lowe now.


actually i'm often very apprehensive about getting haircuts cause they almost always turn out shitty and i'll just sulk for the rest of the whole damn day. or week. but its all good today. and why does my hair look shinier blown by the hairdresser's? and smell better? bah.

okay so i have an assignment due tomorrow and the printer conveniently decides to go whack now. better timing please. stupid thing is printing my draft in blue ink wtf. so regretting that i sold the printer i got from cheer comp last year. :(

eh no. its fixed now! today is a good day cause my hair is behaving and i had homemade apple pie for lunch. :D
ps, my assignment is about dissing portland's transportation system. ahaha!

so how was everyone's earth hour?

dirty dirty rich

well, hey. here again. new look ey.

i haven't been updating a lot on the previous blog so i thought i'd just start fresh here. not like there's anything much to say but i promise to update on a more regular basis! gatta get my shite togetha. everything seems like such a huge out of the way chore cause i keep putting them off.

right so, i'm missing louise (who's on a special diet plan courtesy of NS cause quote - 'the food is barely edible or digestible') and kuan yee (bugger never replies my IMs - why so busy!) and our pointless get togethers. brownie bake nights oh i miss.

oh! i had my second driving lesson today. omagad. 'power steering?' is all i'm ganna say. damn side parking had me ensue an epic battle with the bloody steering wheel wtf. and my instructor, the ever gentleman, unsuccessfully tried to hide his amusement by sipping on his damn water bottle every 2 seconds. heck.

beautiful dirty rich by lady gaga is an awesome tune. go listen.

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whut?