ghosts.

I know this is going to sound crazy but an incredible amount of people belives in ghosts.

It all started after for the 2nd time in my life a friend confided in me that they see them (different person to the first). I consider both of these friends to be logical, non-compulsive liar types, so granted that kind of freaked-the-shit out of me especially as I usually can't sleep if I hear stories about ghosts, watch tv shows about ghosts, or if I'm alone at my mum's when the myterious un-locatable doorbell plays Fur Elise.

So detective A-Knew-Sh-Car got on the case (like an idiot) and I've had a horrifically creepy amount of stories told to me and even my Mum, Dad and brother who I thought would laugh in my face (They're all ultra intelligent, logical people) ALL AGREED that they also sometimes feel weird in certain places like there's *something* there, and that they don't disbelieve.

Well what the hell am I supposed to think now?!?!!? I'm going through everday life with the heebie jeebies that at any moment a ghost is going to appear near me. As I told one of my friends, I really hope they don't, because I'd very likely go insane.

It's only creepy if you make it creepy.

This week I keep waking up in the night and being really confused and freaking out as to whether there's someone in my bed or not. Most nights I jump right out of bed. It ends with me having to tell myself aloud that no one is there. Why. Mega eye rings and lecture napping ensue.


Identity crisis 20yrs9months:

Lots of people who I always thought were cool... well, it actually turns out that they're huge douchfags.
But on the positive side, I've decided I don't think a real "cool" exists. It's too subjective. Just like attractive people. They don't have to actually be BEAUTIFUL or HANDSOME for you to be attracted to them

Although any guy in black jeans black teeshirt black wayferers I am sold in both cool and babe. Also girls who pull off like mix between "scene" and "boho" perfectly make me want to copy them and i girl crush on them.

Although my parents were amazing.

I. Get. Around.

ALRIGHT. i'm posting because a few people tonight said i should make a blog and it reminded me that i have one but its shit and i'm 100% sure no one actually reads it except me.

i have a lot to say.

1.) can mother nature quit the foreplay and bring on spring not just beautiful glimpses of it then weather that would rival the pits of hell

^^^^^ mother nature being a cheeky bitch.

2.) i REALLY need to stop promising to have quiet weekends in then end up doing stupid things such as this (beginning of the carnage that was my weekend)

3.) this is irrefutibly the best meal there is. i eat it so often it's embarrassing. Mizu on Greville $11 bento + i think like $5 for the gyoza. bento is more than enough but gyoza are my vice.

4.) the whole concept that girls get emotionally attached and guys don't is a vicious lie. VICIOUS. whoever made that up was obviously a guy. maybe i'll write a book called men are from venus and women are not as lame as them.

5.) speaking of lame can the guy i'm actually interested in just fall in love with me already? Waiting is boring and depressing and makes me analyse my nose too much and wonder what haircut would transform me into 50 times more attractive than I am. While nothing is happening i'm creepily patient and hopeful with these things and pretty good at stalking and will likely not tire until the next 'infatuboy' enters my life. story. of. my life. god i'm a gigaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaantic loser.

6.) in the MEANTIME------- i actually have REAL news. tonight i cried for the first time since february. oh god i totally just did again it's like a LEAKING FAWCETT NOW!!!!!!! fawcett? anyway interesting that my weekend goal was to force myself to cry through like 85 romantic tradgedies and then it happens from my life as it is.

And you know why random bored people slash myself in 2 weeks? because I finally stopped being in denial of the fact that i HATE STUDYING PSYCHOLOGY AT THE UNIVERSITY OF MELBOURNE because its DRY and I have to do this all this stuff I DON'T WANT TO DO. and because I don't want to / don't do all the shitty, dry, boring readings I don't do well in my "research reports" and thus hate myself which is so lame. SO lame.

So you know what. I'm going to follow my heart, drop it, and I think do interior design. Then again this is stemmed from my love of getting really bored and either decorating my room or if my mum is out of town throwing parties entirely revolved around a theme I've decorated the house in. I NEED TO BE CREATIVE GEGJIHWQKJWQBKWJBQ#WK:JBQWQ

Here you can see branches in my room, random cool light, a record, pictures and musical notes I stuck all over my walls when i couldn't sleep one night. now i also hang that fur vest from my main light because it adds to the ambiance. trust me.

My QM assignment due in 9 hours still isn't doing itself. Hate my life.

Sexanddrugsandrockandroll

daydreaming

Sometimes I get kind of concerned about the fact that I tend to daydream about 70% of an average day. Then I also dream heaps at night. But seriously, the amount of time I am more than happy to just walk through the city listening to music just "looking" or sit somewhere picking at split ends thinking about my life and what would be nice to happen and such is quietly scary...

I also really like flavoured full cream milk. Especially ice mochas with weak chocolate, banana smoothies, and strawberry milkshakes. I do not however, like plain milk. Then again I haven't tried milk since about year 2. Hmm. She had problems with drinking milk and being school tardy.

I think women look sexy nude (photos) and men look really stupid. I never look when a guy's naked near me. It displeases me greatly. The ones I've seen just look really silly. But I'm definitely hetrosexual. (Weird?) They do however look quite lovely in underwear.

The following are my favourite signs of all time.

Japan

Diary 15/7/09-
"I. am. so. tired. but. so. in. love. with. this. country."

windy days in parks. numerous torii. best sushi you could ever imagine. cutest children on earth. stranger kindess. green tea. falling in love with foreigners. geisha spotting. street wandering. zen rock gardens. forests. mountain hiking. tears. laughter. black sesame ice cream. tame deer. waterfalls. fried oysters. shrines. paper cranes. sake. sunsets. black sand baths. outdoor onsens in the nude. tatami mats. futons. butterflies. sweat. internet cafes. art and design. hostels. ryukans. hotels. harajuku girls. daikanyama boys. fake eyelashes. train naps. never ending hangovers. 7 & iholdings. vending machines. ramen. aeroplanes. trains. dreams.