i almost bought some white pants today...

like big baggy summer ones. The ones that have no pockets. The ones that are like, made of canvas. The ones that have the huge HUGE HUGE hair elastic as the wasteband. the kind that people do karate in. I can't seem to find a picture but it's the ones for $39.95 at miss shop.

thank the good lord they didnt have my size. Other people seriously need to come shopping with me.

Dessert Bonanza

For donnas birthday we all went to have high tea. now i dont know what you think when you hear those words, but i imagine ladies in lovely hats eating finger food and drinking all sorts of flavoured tea. However, upon arrival i stuffed my face with whatever the hell i could find at the buffet! It was a magical table with mini-sandwiches, mouses, cakes, pastries and fruit which they encouraged you to dip into the chocolate fountain.
In my defense, i hadnt eaten that day.

THEN! tonight i was having some nanna's dessert pastries (filled with chunky apple and custard) and on the packet it said 12 but when i placed them on the tray for baking i realised that there was 13! i was like WOW! it was so magical i even called my mum in who was outside doing the laundry to have a look.
In my defense, i believe packets when they tell me things.

Now i wonder what magical things will happen at Sizzler...

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a telemarketer from a cable tv company calls the other day and asks if i would like to install cable tv. and i say no. and he says really? and i say yeah. and he says we have really good deals though. and i say no, im pretty happy with the deal i have now (the free one). and he says really? you're happy with commerical television?
then he scoffs
then he hangs up.

a TELEMARKETER hung up on ME.

tell me this is not the cutest thing that you have ever heard...

i sent an email to my grandfather the other day and he replied saying that the whole family was on vacation without him. i quote:
"its so boring to be alone."

but now i cant help but think about my own impending death, the death of my loved ones and friends and how if I never find someone, i'm going to be alone too! and not just while my family is on vacation, but FOREVER! it also reminded me of another conversation i had in year 9 with a friend.
ME: i dont think i want to get married and have kids.
FRIEND: really? but then you'll die alone!
ME: YOU will be there wont you?! YOU will still be my friend!
FRIEND: well, i dunno...i might be pretty busy with my own family.

Tell me I'm dreaming...

ME: hey guess what? i got my results back and i got a high distinction in one of my essays!
FRIEND: wow (really long pause)
You know what though? everyone gets high distinctions.

I honestly don't know if this was real or a dream. I just know that the HD is real, I am real, the friend is real (well if this case is true, a little iffy i suppose) and i woke up really angry one day.

Knock Knock

I'm seriously contemplating putting a sign under our doorbell that says:

when you ring the doorbell

someone inside the house

(if we are home) will say 'who's there?'

and you will be expected to state your name

or the door will NOT be opened for you

no matter how long you stand there.

this seems pretty obvious but after various people (uncles, aunts, family friends) don't seem to understand the multiple steps in using a doorbell, i think that the sign will actually be useful. It will be completely user friendly available in English, Arabic, French and Chinese.

However, there are people that i dont want to open the door for such as little kids selling chocolates, jehovas witnesses and our neighbours who always want me to sign their pigeon petition ("will you sign our petition so that we can keep our pigeons please? The council wants to take them away because they shit on peoples cars.")
I would hate for my sign to give them the wrong idea that I welcome them pressing the doorbell.

Maybe it was medicinal...

i was walking down the street and this person in front of me was smoking but he (or she, i couldnt tell) was too far for me to overtake but close enough so i got a face full of smoke! i was like ewww, but i couldn't walk any faster. I was behind this androgynous person for like 5 minutes before i realised that i wasn't smelling the normal cigarette smell. it was something much sweeter and i realised that it was pot.
In broad daylight. On a main road. At 8.30 in the morning.
This is not how i thought my first illegal drug experience would be.

Things i can cross off my 'to do before i die' list

I don't understand the concept of Coffee flavoured gum. it seems to defeat the purpose of gum. That's not the worst thing though. The one i have in my house is from China (this one is from Japan) so the chewability is about 2 seconds! It's melting as i type which makes me think that i should've just eaten some sort of coffee lolly.
Why did i put this in my mouth?

a new standard

so i was at my friends birthday drinks the other night and there was a guy sitting next to me and my other friend. He had nice hair (no visible scalp - definite bonus), nice clothes (good sense of layering) and just generally not a jerk. He even had a cigarette which wasnt too bad because i thought that he could pull it off quite well.
but then he also pulled out...


...a chapstick.

And I was like oh hell no! i mean, i appreciate men who look after their skin ( the Dove range is really good to anyone who's reading) and i understand that it was bitterly cold and dry that night, but there's something called the bathroom. Girls dont have to go, but guys certainly do. So here's the new standard - 'must not have skincare/lipcare products on person.'
there are only two things that are worse:
- a guy with a TUB of lip balm
- a guy who asks to borrow your lip balm.

so now we just sit back and wait...

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