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.

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