Sigh, I’ve been facebooking.
Why is it the things you don’t care about last the longest? RE: My ancient phone.
I keep thinking of the songs on my playlist.
I keep thinking of what I’m doing why am I doing this what am I going to do and is this what I want to do.
I need to get laid.
I still have a terrible appetite. Today I ate the McD breakfast deluxe. Gorged it down in record time and felt awful. Yet strangely satisfying as well. My craving for soup continues.
The salad in the basement of The Central is quite nice in a sour kind of way.
I want a phone now. Oh yeah, my book about the PhD taxi driver arrived today. The wrapping was pretty nice.
Maybe I’ll get a phone that’s waterproof. Saves me all the hassle as well.
I’m somewhat red from being under the sun. Sigh.
For some reason, I don’t like candy very much anymore. Biscuits yes, chocolates yes but not candy. I wonder why.
I had a plain and an egg today with a tandoori chicken thrown in. Incredibly filling. Dinner was my carbonara with mushroom soup plus smoked salmon greens.
I had my cert shrunk to size and laminated. It’s kinda cool. I like how small it is.
My old choir instructor was on the Chinese papers today! Although I only saw her back, I would recognize her anywhere. The article confirmed it…
Actually, the real inconvenience is not having my calendar with me on the phone. I feel a lot better having my to-do and appointments list on me. Sigh.
I should try to be more careful.
Sometimes, I think I am severely lacking in empathy because I can’t fathom what others are thinking or feeling. It’s as though other people are a wall I can’t read.
Or maybe I’m surrounded by people who are a lot better at reading people than I am. Being an open book probably contributes as well.
I was examining how I looked in pictures. Somehow, I felt like it was very… inconsistent how I looked. Not sure how to explain it. There are some angles I like a lot more than others. In my mind, I only have snapshots of how I look and like a jerky film, unclear of the whole. Other people probably have a better idea of how I look than I do. They see me in HD after all.
I’m very fond of my new Charles and Keith shoes. Maybe I should stock up on them… that way I won’t need to buy for several years. Hahah. They’re flat sandals and comfortable. There are 2 other colours. It’s really a pain to find good shoes. Maybe I’ll wear them day in and day out for a month to see if they’re really durable.
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Sigh, I’ve been facebooking.
Why is it the things you don’t care about last the longest? RE: My ancient phone.
I keep thinking of the songs on my playlist.
I keep thinking of what I’m doing why am I doing this what am I going to do and is this what I want to do.
I need to get laid.
I still have a terrible appetite. Today I ate the McD breakfast deluxe. Gorged it down in record time and felt awful. Yet strangely satisfying as well. My craving for soup continues.
The salad in the basement of The Central is quite nice in a sour kind of way.
I want a phone now. Oh yeah, my book about the PhD taxi driver arrived today. The wrapping was pretty nice.
Maybe I’ll get a phone that’s waterproof. Saves me all the hassle as well.
I’m somewhat red from being under the sun. Sigh.
For some reason, I don’t like candy very much anymore. Biscuits yes, chocolates yes but not candy. I wonder why.
I had a plain and an egg today with a tandoori chicken thrown in. Incredibly filling. Dinner was my carbonara with mushroom soup plus smoked salmon greens.
I had my cert shrunk to size and laminated. It’s kinda cool. I like how small it is.
My old choir instructor was on the Chinese papers today! Although I only saw her back, I would recognize her anywhere. The article confirmed it…
Actually, the real inconvenience is not having my calendar with me on the phone. I feel a lot better having my to-do and appointments list on me. Sigh.
I should try to be more careful.
Sometimes, I think I am severely lacking in empathy because I can’t fathom what others are thinking or feeling. It’s as though other people are a wall I can’t read.
Or maybe I’m surrounded by people who are a lot better at reading people than I am. Being an open book probably contributes as well.
I was examining how I looked in pictures. Somehow, I felt like it was very… inconsistent how I looked. Not sure how to explain it. There are some angles I like a lot more than others. In my mind, I only have snapshots of how I look and like a jerky film, unclear of the whole. Other people probably have a better idea of how I look than I do. They see me in HD after all.
I’m very fond of my new Charles and Keith shoes. Maybe I should stock up on them… that way I won’t need to buy for several years. Hahah. They’re flat sandals and comfortable. There are 2 other colours. It’s really a pain to find good shoes. Maybe I’ll wear them day in and day out for a month to see if they’re really durable.
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