almost more impressed about having a bf who thought of cake
than a workmate who used excessive amounts of work supplies
or a dog of our own to call what we pleased (pookie)
or a birthday croissant plus coffee
i’m going to ikea this sat..
i moved to my new home in january and…
i adore storage options, post-its, and furniture…
i have no idea why my room does not reflect my ocd, anal retentiveness, and compulsion for colour coordinating
it is all very uncool
i even have post-its in my ikea catalogue for crying out loud
as further encouragement, i am banning myself from clothes-shopping until everything is settled! (plus i just bought scanlan&theodore last month…)
don’t laugh, just sympathise
i bought this lubitel camera a year, two years, three… who knows, off ebay…
the postage was 15pounds… the camera was 5pounds…
aside from the principle of having dragged it (in excellent condition no less) across several continents…
i’d feel like a fraudster if i don’t learn how to use it before i turn 30.
you’re not an adult until you can do medium format
(the polaroid is for my inner child)
Things I Want To Do
quite boring...
someone had "decide when to sell chickens"
i need to add something absurd to my list...like
"make more small curtains to COVER THE WINDOW"
or
"learn not to fall over"
or
"stop grandma from bleaching my clothes orange" (she's at it again, idonwannatalkabbouddit)
bought the trousers the week before last in melba-toastie..and then had to wait a nerve-wracking 7 hours to tell B what i had done... eeks! i'd already consulted myself during the walk (yes, i then spent my last 2 dollars on coffee) and found myself GUILTY of FECKLESSNESS and vowed to turn a new leaf, as soon as i found some fabulous earrings to wear with it next paycheck!! (hence i joined superviva.com ... but which then had one person declare "sale purchases are NOT an emergency" BLAST)
no, i don't know what is the matter with me
but i'm trying to budget with my 3dollar diy habits, aren't i?? throw a girl some couture once in a while!
hah! scoured in bottom of my purse today and bought this charm curtain that one puts together (my nails are frayed from pulling everything apart over and over)...and then to feel like a real goody two shoes, i printed out two past papers, for crim law, which i will be unable to answer, since i have not given myself a headstart by READING anythink...
but nevertheless, i'm off to a start
i feel better already!
no idea what to do for no.2, i shall go copy someone else's ideas at superviva.com ... that's what it's there for innit?
1. photos of me with b
2. things that remind me of Tian
3. new magazines : today B kindly supplied me with frankie (THE MAGAZINE) AND coffees, lucky me and also frankie frankie
oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my 
so excited so excited so excited so excited so excited so excited 
can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait can'tyou're turning into your parents' parents when...
it decided to
and went to see the
On the way there, the driver
kept singing and singing
and singing
and singing
until the beautiful princess
lost her mind and shut herself up in a 5-star bathroom
and refused to reappear...
until the new edition of Harpers with a Sass & Bide tshirt
arrived 
Cotton On for Kiddies...so addictive, half the size so you can fit twice as much in the bag...
Incredibly late christmas present...was more interested in the bag than the actual earrings inside...*heh*
obviously, people who know me know i have way more than just the 6 problems. BUT these are my TOP 6, out of my top 10, out of my top 100, out of my top 100000234...
#6 is by far the worst thing...it can strike you at anytime. You glance at the person next to you, the first thing you lay eyes on is the side of their head. Unless they are a fish, you'll be looking into their ear not their eye. What is worse than looking into a cavern of dirty ear?
Not much. Except:
Yesterday, I had the distinctly uncool task of helping a woman choose an earring and then WATCH as she attached it to one of the dirtiest DUSTIEST ear lobes I have ever had to lay eyes on to date. EVER.
She had dandruff too. I felt violated.
Please use a q-tip before you go jewellery shopping, visit the hairdresser, go to the supermarket, go out in public, before your partner comes home, anything. Always use a q-tip guys.
Nothing on teevee? Get out your q-tips.
Bored at work? Remember those q-tips? Why not? Use them.
Watching stock prices? E-baying? Don't have a kit-kat. HAVE A Q-TIP.
Reading this? I'mma say it one more time: Q-TIP. Try it.
Don't lemme catch you with dirt in your ear.
Jigga wants you to get dat durt off yo shoulder, Dommynikki wants it outta yo ear.
WIRD
in any or all:
yes, in an effort to curb childish name-calling and insult-hurling...have taken to doing this to place names and inanimate objects with no supposed feelings...
if i wasn't as ticklish as i was, i would just book a massage and have my stresses and neuroses kneaded out...but getting me to sit or lie through a massage is impossible...hence the only means of relaxation i have is consumerism...which also boosts the economy
people who get the luxury of being physically capable of enjoying a massage are just plain greedy
where would you go to relax?
i suppose...
good idea
I have thankfully deflated, but at the time, I was truly questioning the logic behind mother nature gifting women with water retention in addition to hormone related mood swings (as opposed to my usual non-hormone related mood swings), glass ceilings and cramps. The silver lining though...it is the only time I actually have a cleavage. Why fight it? ...
BAG: JIMMY CHOO DRESS: CHIANG MAI SUNNIES: GUCCI BELT: MANGO BANGLE: LAOS
SOMEONE DO ME A FAVOUR AND BUY ME THE MIU MIU RUCHED BAG? I NEED IT! ... AND THE DOLCE? AND ANOTHER CHANEL? AND JUST A BABY DIOR GAUCHO??? AND ONE PRADA? AND SOME LOUIS... 
Your phone rings, you pick up:
a. Immediately
b. After a few rings and chirrup "HEL-LOOOO!" and maybe giggle
c. Never, no one calls you, and when someone does call, you can’t hear the phone anyway
How would people describe you:
a. bubbly and crazy
b. bubbly and crazy funny
c. crazy and funny
Say "hmmph!" in a sentence:
a. "SOOOOO HMMMPH!"
b. "SOOOOO TOTALLY HMMPH!"
c. only if someone explains to you why you would ever say "hmmph!"
Your friends make you stay out later than you planned:
a. You stay, and then move on to a karaoke party, join a birthday dinner, enroute to a farewell at a bar, go to another karaoke joint, and it all finally ends when you carry an inebriated mate back to your place to crash for what’s left of the morning. All with a smile on your face.
b. You stay... put on the couch of wherever everyone is and snooze until everybody is ready to go home.
c. You stay, but after another hour (tops) you can no longer hold onto your sanity, and you either beg to leave because you are so tired (weeping tears of tiredness) or you bite an innocent friend before demanding to be allowed to leave and pelt another person with chips (weeping with frustration). Regardless of how you exit for the night, tears are involved, either yours, or those of the bite victim.
The next day after a late night out:
a. As soon as you awaken, you call everyone else and do a checkup/headcount. Then you go to lunch with friends, clean the house and do laundry. (You obsessive neatfreak)
b. You run a 20mile marathon and then go indoor rockclimbing and finish the evening off with a kickboxing class. You go home and watch American sitcom series. (You insane Ironwoman thing you)
c. Wake up and check all the misscalls from the mate in charge of headcount, roll off the couch and inspect what jewellery you drunkenly collected during the course of the night. You shower, eat lots of eggs and watch DVDS. You consider doing yoga to improve your temper. (You big jerk)
You find yourself stuck in a conversation with someone you have taken a disliking to. You:
a.sit with them, listening and chatting politely and cheerfully like your usual self. No one will ever know that you found it unbearably tedious, in fact, you didn’t mind talking to the person at all. You rarely dislike anybody. In fact, this will most likely never happen. But if it did, that is what you would do.
b. Sit with them, listening and chatting politely and cheerfully like your usual self. No one will ever know that the entire time you were simultaneously messaging a mate, because you have long ago mastered the art of texting, one handed, with just your thumb, with the hand tied behind your back, whilst blindfolded and drunk.
c. Sit with them, listening and chatting politely and cheerfully like your usual self. In between bursts of nervous laughter (yours) you tread on another person’s foot, your pathetic version of the social SOS. Of course you get busted for doing that.
During drinks, a friend offers you some of his burger. You
a. Reply "No thanks, I’m still on my first glass of champagne. I’m quite full from that."
b. Reply "No thanks, I just came from dinner."
c. You take the burger, pick out the meat pattie before returning the bread to your friend. If he protests you reply "I don’t do carbs but I left you the pickle." You eat his chips as well.
During photos, what do you try to cover up?
a. Your arms
b. One side of your face
c. Stupidly, nothing, but a week later looking back at the photos you realise you should have covered up your bad hair-day
What do you sing when smashed?
a. Mariah Carey
b. You don’t really get drunk anymore, usually you snooze during karaoke
c. You don’t really sing many songs, preferring to tie bows around your head with toilet paper in the toilets
Do you think you’re a drama queen?
a. Maybe sometimes you can be. Usually you’re okay, just sometimes maybe. But yeah, you’re pretty easygoing so probably not. (insert cute laugh)
b. NO! Of course you’re not a drama queen. You’re a Leo. What the hell kind of question is that? What is that supposed to mean? You’re certainly not childish. Or high strung. You dare anybody who thinks you are a drama queen to say it to your face. Say it, Biatch. (insert haughty glare and "hmmph")
c. No, actually you’re a pretty tolerant person. Sure you have your sulky moods, and your philosophical moods but you aren’t the type to kick up a huge stinking fuss. You’re too busy trying to calm your mate to make a scene yourself. When you finally do try to behave like a diva, your mate has already beaten you to it. (insert sigh, "aiyah", and another sigh, followed by cute laugh)
Your favourite accesory is:
a. Silver jewellery: tiffany & co.
b. Mimco style: big beaded necklaces
c. Excessive: Gigantic earrings that are really more appropriate as Christmas tree decorations
Your makeup style is:
a. Smoky eyeshadow
b. Blue, green or purple eyeshadow
c. Whatever you put on, it will slide off your face within two hours
Your food obsession:
a. Congee congee congee
b. Har-ry’s Har-ry’s Har-ry’s
c. You’re quite flexible, whatever anyone else is having... and you’re still on your first glass of champagne anyway
When annoyed:
a. You don’t like it. If you can’t get away soon enough, you will most likely bite the person annoying you or throw chips at them.
b. You’re pretty tolerant, you rarely get annoyed. You’re too busy calming down the person that picks option A.
c. You’re pretty easygoing, you rarely/never get annoyed. The only person that comes close to annoying you would be the one that picks option A. Then again, you’ve never seen that person bite, or throw chips, are they really that bad? You were probably sleeping at the time. Really? Oh, (insert cute laugh). Well, you never saw them in action, so technically you’ve never been annoyed. Cold coffee and badly cooked eggs benedict annoy you more.
Your exercise of choice:
a. Kickboxing, running and power yoga.
b. Gym and dancing in the shower. Sometimes you play tennis. Badly.
c. Gym, but vacuuming is fun too. Sometimes you play tennis. Unless you are having brunch.
You drink:
a. Gin and tonic, WITH A STRAW, IN A SHORT GLASS, and you need a lemon. And beer. LOTS of beer.
b. Champagne. And blue colored drinks. You keep thinking that THIS time, your tongue won't turn blue.
c. You dont usually drink. Except when you do, then you do shots. Like you would not belieeeeeeeve. You get other people to buy you drinks. NICE.
During lunch breaks:
a. You are as likely to exercise, as you are to have lunch with friends.
b. You are as likely to have lunch with friends, as you are to have lunch with other friends.
c. You are as likely to have coffee and buy a magazine, as you are to have coffee and buy clothes.
When it comes to money, you are good at:
a. Saving it.
b. Spending some and saving the rest.
c. Spending some and spending the rest.
Your type of man is:
a. Very cute, almost pretty. But very cute.
b. Very cute, almost pretty. But if the hands are too big, forget it. But very cute. You frequently date or consider dating, and then dump, or consider dumping models. Don’t deny it, there are witnesses.
c. Very cute, but preferably bald (voluntarily). Even better if they are nerdy, angry alot and taller than yourself. And if they wear glasses, your cup runneth over. In fact, they don’t even have to be cute. They must have a pulse though. You frequently consider dating. But you don’t. Instead you play hide and seek. Literally. You’re an idiot and you know it.
When you think/know that your crush is not returning your affection, you:
a. Sigh, still having a crush on them for a while, but oh well, you tell yourself. You’re quite the philosopher, you are...
b. Sigh, sulk and time how long it has been since the last time they called, emailed, texted. And sulk and fret until they call, email and text. After the call, email or text, you fret some more. You analyse the whole exchange, comparing content and time to the last call, email and text. Your drama queen friend could not do it better...
c. Sigh, sulk, fret and in a storm of tears and temper rage on about why the idiot isn’t interested, are you not hot enough, and WTF????! You check the mirror for signs of ugliness. You constantly ask male friends their opinion. You sigh, sulk and fret some more. You decide to move on. Five minutes after the decision your friends find you in a storm of tears and temper, raging on about why the idiot isn’t interested, are you not hot enough, and WTF?????! You sigh, sulk and fret some more. You don’t think you’re a drama queen though.
You are married. To a:
a. Handsome, tall, kind eurasian man. But he has two other wives and several girlfriends. You are currently going through a divorce. You handle it well. You’re the philosophical type.
b. Handsome, tall, kind eurasian man. But he has two other wives and several girlfriends. You are currently going through a divorce. You are best friends with his other wife. She is a great comfort to you during the divorce. She’s the philosophical type.
c. Three gay men. You are Bridget Jones goes to San Francisco.
When you have children:
a. They will have beautiful eyes, just like you.
b. They will have great legs, (sorry option A also gets great legs), and be sweet tempered, just like you.
c. They will be neurotic beyond belief, and sound like a chipmunk on the phone, just like you. It is probably a good thing that you are married to three gay men. Especially with that fetish for bald short sighted men.
Today's outfit:
I'm doing a style and shoot for mum's girlfriend for her new website later today. But because of the rain though it's going to be a pain to get all the lighting right. Still have to work out her makeup. She's very blonde and fair and has blue eyes... I have to wait and see what she's going to wear.
Can't wait to start working, I had an interview yesterday with oroton, and I got it. I'm so excited. Can't wait to be surrounded by bags and get back into my usual routine lunch break (shopping). Scanlan & Theodore have put out their new range. Love it. And Marcs has the best tuxedo shirts ($59 - best price so far). And there is a new range of vintage wash tshirts with the beatles prints out there. Also, some big bling cuff links...
Not going out this weekend. I got hounded last weekend constantly by boys who weren't neccescarily single. They all wanted to know why I didn't want to date them or anyone else...
Sadly, I do feel my resolve dissolving when it comes to movies... I want to watch Miami Vice, but with a guy. I don't know why!
Watched "Must Love Dogs" and instantly developed a crush on John Cusack. I love guys like that... rambling on, but in a funny way.. Love Vince Vaughan too.
I suspect I have bad taste in men. It's definitely not as good as my taste in clothes and accessories. I should definitely stay single. It's not safe out there. But back to my magazine.
