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15th march.
nineteen, biitches.
st. francis methodist.
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
at last count, i think i've downed about 5 dozens of Subway cookies in the last 3 weeks. it got really bad one time during the last 3 weeks Holly had to keep the cookie and ration it to me slowly. hahahaha, but seriously, they're sooooo good it's hard to keep away frm them. and even when you do Try to keep away frm them, a Subway pops up right in front of you! how are you supposed to walk right past it without getting at least, three. right?
moving away from food... hmmmm. SO. my Mum got back home yesterday, and since it felt like, FOREVER since i last saw her i thought i might do smthg nice for her when she got back.
YEAH! i baked those muffins, bitch.
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did you buy that Even for a second? i kid. i paid good money for those muffins. to be honest, my oven is actually sitting real comfortable in the box somewhere cool and dry. the plan was to get alphabetical candles that read Welcome Home Mummy, but after many failed attempts, Holly&I couldnt find any in time, and ohmygosh, Holly was so smart! she was like: Why dont you just use icing? so, that was my very first time handling icing and i must say, proudly, they dont look too shabby. [[= however. when we wanted to chum down the muffins, i scraped all of the icing off cause, honey the icing may be pretty but damn did they shoot like a million sugary shooting things straight into my nerves.
it's a known fact- Everyone Hates Being Wrong. right? i mean, who enjoys being proven wrong? No One. it's like, Shut Downnnn! in your face. no one likes that. and even when you Know you're wrong, you pull every trick in the book to try and push the blame to someone else or a thousand and one lame excuses to sound right. dont worry about it, it's Human Nature. but i must say i was pretty effin' glad to be wrong last night when i was SOSOSO Sure i lost my mobile. you see, i have this really bad habit of putting my mobile in the front pocket of my bag and the pocket is well, rather shallow. What? it's easily accessible if it rings. so i just figured it must have fell out when we were walking or smthg. and anyways, so we were getting a drink in town and my Mum asked me to check the time, and i was Sure... Shitttt!... Mummy? i uh, think i lost my phone. LET ME JUST SAY THIS. the effort put into that morning's little Welcome Home Mummy trick really did it. i could see my Mum's reaction change from, Oh I'm going to kill her to Breathe breathe breathe real quick. so i had to go through the ringing the cab company and end up waiting on the line for like, an hour before someone answers and report a lost item that you're probably never going to get back and than, enduring sarcastic comments about my responsibility and finished off by suspending the line in case whoever picks it up decides to ring Alaska or Ukriane just for kicks. honestly, that might not be my first worry if i lose my mobile. i blame it on today's dependance on modern technology that almost everything i want to remind myself with is inside my mobile and no, i didnt make a hard copy of all my contacts. i mean it's not like i have hardcore porn in there or naked pictures of myself but there obviously are some personal things in one's phone that might be utterly embarrassing if someone was to find and go through it. like, El making me sing to Maria back in Bangkok just to name one. so by dinner, it's like we totally forgot i pulled another stunt to prove my irresponsibility and my Mum's relaxed and cool about it all except she stated very clearly she will Not be getting me another mobile and we head home and i go into my room and WHAT DO YOU KNOW? sitting smack right by my pillow is my phone! and it was Awesome saying i was wrong. Awesome.
yeah, so i was on the topic of the Top 25 Fashion Faux Pas according to VH1 and smthg else just hit me. again, i witnessed it on public transport. i tell you, catching the bus or the train is really another whole ball game. just look around and i guarantee you you'll witness smthg eyebrow raising, utterful disgusting or downright hilarious. one of the many pieces of clothing that made VH1's list is the Muscle Tee. i bet you anything i'm a Hundred Percent positive about 99.99% of the male population has commited that crime, and some are Still commiting. but to me, it really depends on who's wearing it cause like, Benjamin McKenzie was fine in his good ol' wifebeater on The OC, but than you get the 400 pound piece of lard of a useless alcoholic husband who always plays the minor roles on movies and tv shows Also in the same wifebeater and you're like, Please. and try not to barf. so anyways, i was on the bus and this dude comes on with his tight black most-probably-made-of-Latex muscle tee and also, very fitted pair of jeans which he belted snugly around his well, man hips. it wasn't like he didnt have muscles to pull of that muscle tee, but i think it might have been an overdose of flesh slash bulge here and there that when he walked down the bus, it seemed like all the commuters moved aside and created a walkway for him in case he got mad and backhanded any one of them. thankfully, i got on on one of the earlier stops and had a seat. but i have to say, for the rest of the ride, my attention was well captured.
CHANTAL, out.
xoxo