me and my fluctuations...
my new term of endearement is 'bisou!'
it's a phase, go with it.
i'm at work...fiona the woman i work with is sick- with what i've got! and god do i feel guilty.
mum's in the hospital getting FINALLY the black spot on her leg off. they think it might be cancerous. but they're testing today so dad and i are going to visit her tonight while she's doped up. should be a treat to see what she says as apparently she has to take the bad boy stuff and may say things she doesn't mean.
i finally threw out all my year 11 and 12 notes on the weekend! the sad thing is i have trouble letting go of anything in my life and at one point i was actually convincing myself that i will need my general maths textbook in the future. fortunately that left and i was back to normal and now my room is bare, white, clean and almost 'virgin' in the sense of the word- ready to be deployed with my future bits and bobs, notes, sketches and even textbooks.
i've spent the weekend practically at will's house. FORTUNATELY he does not seem to have what i have which is amazing considering...anyway. but that boys immune system! something to be amazed of. he never seems to get sick apparently. his whole family has gone through the flu and it seems to skip him time and time again. on sunday morning i made him breakfast. but it was breakfast for me at first as i had not had anything to eat since 12:30 the day before. devilled eggs, grilled tomatos, asparagus and corn, and sausages and bacon which had paprika sprinkled on top. the boy 1. never eats vegis and 2. claims he hates paprika. so who licked the plate clean and gave me a big kiss afterwards? that's right. he claims he knows what he likes and doesn't like but with the contunious occasions like this it seems that he doesn't know what he wants, so i will just have to push him in different directions so he leaves his stubborn demeanor and accepts new things. it's not like i'm trying to manipulate him or anything like that, i just hate the fact he says things like "i hate vegis" and also "i don't dance" (he said at the formal) when actually he's not that bad, compared to other boys i know and have seen.
i also won $375 from the footy.
i get my paycheck after schoolies = MAJOR UPON MAJOR SHOPPING SPREE! unfornately neda is leaving two days after schoolies because otherwise i was going to drag her with me!
and to cap off this entry:
i have terrible post trying to fake tan splotches on my legs. praying that they'll go by the end of the week.
it's a phase, go with it.
i'm at work...fiona the woman i work with is sick- with what i've got! and god do i feel guilty.
mum's in the hospital getting FINALLY the black spot on her leg off. they think it might be cancerous. but they're testing today so dad and i are going to visit her tonight while she's doped up. should be a treat to see what she says as apparently she has to take the bad boy stuff and may say things she doesn't mean.
i finally threw out all my year 11 and 12 notes on the weekend! the sad thing is i have trouble letting go of anything in my life and at one point i was actually convincing myself that i will need my general maths textbook in the future. fortunately that left and i was back to normal and now my room is bare, white, clean and almost 'virgin' in the sense of the word- ready to be deployed with my future bits and bobs, notes, sketches and even textbooks.
i've spent the weekend practically at will's house. FORTUNATELY he does not seem to have what i have which is amazing considering...anyway. but that boys immune system! something to be amazed of. he never seems to get sick apparently. his whole family has gone through the flu and it seems to skip him time and time again. on sunday morning i made him breakfast. but it was breakfast for me at first as i had not had anything to eat since 12:30 the day before. devilled eggs, grilled tomatos, asparagus and corn, and sausages and bacon which had paprika sprinkled on top. the boy 1. never eats vegis and 2. claims he hates paprika. so who licked the plate clean and gave me a big kiss afterwards? that's right. he claims he knows what he likes and doesn't like but with the contunious occasions like this it seems that he doesn't know what he wants, so i will just have to push him in different directions so he leaves his stubborn demeanor and accepts new things. it's not like i'm trying to manipulate him or anything like that, i just hate the fact he says things like "i hate vegis" and also "i don't dance" (he said at the formal) when actually he's not that bad, compared to other boys i know and have seen.
i also won $375 from the footy.
i get my paycheck after schoolies = MAJOR UPON MAJOR SHOPPING SPREE! unfornately neda is leaving two days after schoolies because otherwise i was going to drag her with me!
and to cap off this entry:
i have terrible post trying to fake tan splotches on my legs. praying that they'll go by the end of the week.