I fucking hate Jake Shears (or Sheers?) of the Scissor Sisters. It's all about Miiiiiss Ana, baby.

I am possibly going to have a root canal on the 23rd or 25th.  I hate the dentist, and the root canal is possibly the least bareable dental procedure ever.  Boo-urns.  I'm shaking in my boots, I'm really petrified.

I've been listening to a lot of moody eletro-acoustic pop business lately.  I guess it calms me down, makes me wanna dance and ( Read more... )

In sticking to the idea that I'm going to be more positive -- I found an amazing buy at Black Market: a red high collar zip up, with sleeves fashioned from a sweat shirt with motorcycles on it, and I decided that I'm going to buy a skeleton costume, a blonde wig and some orange make up to fashion myself a Lindsay Lohan costume for Hallowe'en.

I think my mousepad is pretty funny. In fact, I'm laughing at it right now...


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I've never fashioned myself to be a literary critic, in fact, I'm no where near an avid reader but, in a fit of boredom, I decided to re-read my favourite book -- Douglas Coupland's Life After God. Not so much a preachy book in as much as its a commentary on the god-less but nonetheless death fearing generation of the Cold War era, it's a book ( Read more... )

It's one thing to be self-centred and know it, but to be self-centred and not know it... well, it's just offensive. Get over yourselves, open up your eyes and realise that you'll miss everything once it's gone. Like, fuck. Don't waste my time and fuck off. You know who you are.

I'm done school. Now what?

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