Just before I ran out to singing lessons, I had an answer machine message that we all thought sounded kind of job-ish, but upon multiple listenings, turned out to be...

The New Zealand blood service going "VE VANT YOUR BLOOD".

My god, what a let down. Parents are saying "DON'T DO IT".

Had my singing recital tonight. Final Distance (Utada Hikaru ( Read more... )

Over sixteen? Finally.

Over 50kg? Just. (Overhearing Johanna's "I'm surprised they're letting Caryl donate!", my nurse put my weight down on my form for future reference.)

Slept with anyone with HIV/AIDS? Nope.
Slept with a guy who's had gay sex? Haven't slept with any guys, at that ( Read more... )