February 5, 2012

  • Daddy's Month

    Wednesday 02/01

    What can I say? time flies

    Met up with ate NA in the evening at the library. For all intents and purposes, I came to study, but all I did was eat and chat.

    She had shared with me her bitter-sweet story of a long ago lost love. And let me tell you, it was the bitterest and sweetest as it gets. *major jealousy bummedsad

     

    Thursday 02/02

    Celebrated Father's 46th in his place since he's in a far away land working. Ran various errands for le Mother. Also, this is how I would have looked like had my hair been straight still.

     

    So LONG! I miss it! I miss my straight, undamaged hair  

    Aso as Daddy. 

     

    Friday 02/03

    Day 3 of gym. LEHGO!

    On my way to the gym, I realized that I didn't have my membership card. Funny, because my lock was also missing. When I'd signed up, we had this big discussion of how important it is to have your card with you. I figured that I'd just misplaced it at home and that this is the story I was sticking with once I entered the facility. As I was walking in, the manager/trainer/daldal tita beat me to it and told me that someone had found my lock and membership in the parking 2 days ago.

     

    Oppsstthhhh shy

    That piece of paper will cost $30 to be replaced.

    It's still technically winter but these past few days we have been blessed by sunshine and relative warmth.

    If I were to move out and decide to stay around the area where I live, I would really like to take residence in this condo. The view in the evening would probably be breath taking.

    Finally got around to grooming my eyebrows in the late afternoon. It's a mess I tell you. 

    "Fuck you coffee". The best tasting coffee I've had in a while.

    Back story: I know she -along with everyone- meant well, but I really don't see how it is everyone's business what the condition of my skin looks like. You see, as I was getting my eyebrows done, the aesthetician had felt the need to educate me about my skin. It doesn't bother/offend me anymore as it did during my younger teenage years, but everytime someone tries to tell me how to "cure" my face, it sounds as if they think I wake up everymorning, look in the mirror and think "Hmmn, I don't think I have enough pimples today, why don't I fix that I slather this grease, oil and grime in my face?" 

    So when she told me to avoid certain things --caffeine included- I visited the nearest Starbucks in the mall after.

    I hadn't actually planned to go to the mall, but seeing as I was with le brother and le gf, and they were meeting people in the mall, I tagged along. 

    Since we were around the children's area, I figures, might as well kill time by colouring.

     

    Bitches be jealous cause I can colour within the lines.  I may or may not have looked slightly handicapped when I was left alone for a moment, furiously attacking this drawing with crayons.

    We eventually got kicked out by the costumer service since we weren't "children". I may or may not be considering hiring a child just so I can colour in the mall some more.

     

    Saturday 02/04

    Donair and milkshake. My mother obviously loves me

     

     

    -Elle Are Emm