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i'm really bad at putting on makeup.
i baked cake for the neighbours. it looked a mess but i took it around anyway, with baka tagging along just wanting to see how giving-neighbours-cake works. it was good. friendly comments and handshaking and laughs. nice.
i read phil's blog. "S's "got" J". so apt. more and more i wonder what's in our relationship for me. it was so horrible when he came up. our lives, our modes of existence, just don't seem to click. i don't know. i'm wondering if maybe it's just because i haven't talked to him properly for two weeks that i'm thinking this. *sigh*.
complications.
but most of all i'm sad that i'm so bad at putting on makeup. i wanna wear whiteface all the time.
complications.
i'm reading augusten burroughs, and i love his writing even if ELLE describes it as 'uber-cool'. but it's good enough that it doesn't matter.
i baked cake for the neighbours. it looked a mess but i took it around anyway, with baka tagging along just wanting to see how giving-neighbours-cake works. it was good. friendly comments and handshaking and laughs. nice.
i read phil's blog. "S's "got" J". so apt. more and more i wonder what's in our relationship for me. it was so horrible when he came up. our lives, our modes of existence, just don't seem to click. i don't know. i'm wondering if maybe it's just because i haven't talked to him properly for two weeks that i'm thinking this. *sigh*.
complications.
but most of all i'm sad that i'm so bad at putting on makeup. i wanna wear whiteface all the time.
complications.
i'm reading augusten burroughs, and i love his writing even if ELLE describes it as 'uber-cool'. but it's good enough that it doesn't matter.