Sunday, April 15, 2007

; seven years

I'm a lil weary doing nothing but being Mom&Dad's lil pampered brat. The allowance's down to a mere $450, but why do I need money anyway? Okay, one significant difference would be - being able to pay for WANTS myself instead of dragging them down to wherever it might be and making them pay instead. Which is what I do now.

I absolutely refuse to buy clothes until I lose weight. Know why? Cos the garments I use to own DON'T FIT ME ANYMORE COS I'M FAT. What will happen if I buy lotsa clothes during these fat days, only to have them non-wearable when I slim down? (I WILL! I WILL!) I will only buy tees I swear. And maybe a couple of bottoms.. and.. SEE! Cave in to a lil and you'll go all the way so NO! NO CLOTHES!

And a new tote or clutch would be nice, I suppose.. only you know I prefer to be frEeEe.. without such physical constraints.. (my cousin, Vic, Jose, Mich etc all carry bags anyway...)

What else huh. Oh I'd wanted so badly an Ipod Nano to replace my lost Mini but I don't see the point since I can get my ear's worth of mp3 from my phone anyway. Same goes for digital camera Dad's been wanting to get since I was 12 and it was selling at a couple of Ks but I'm not a very photo person anyway so.. no!

OH YES SHOES!! I CAN GET SHOES!! Hopefully my feet will remain a healthy 5.5 and not grow any bigger. NINEWEST HERE I COME!! I wish pretty birks exists. I spent uh.. less than 5 hours on heels the other day and I almost DIED. My poor poor feet

-back I just went to clip off the dead skin with nail clippers which I know is wrong but I'm too lazy to get the pumice stone so make do. The weird thing is, I hardly walk 1000 steps a day so I don't see any reason for callusess.. I guess they just appear? And my hands are terribly dry and harsh feeling.. I don't know why too. Think it's cos my STUPID MOTHER stored her detergent in this cute lil bottle which says LIQUID SOAP FOR HANDS and I always forgot it wasn't what it was.

I'm sleepy. Dad's finally outta the house so I'm gonna smoke a lil, yeah I still don't feel at ease smoking in his face, it's so rude yknow and I'm so insulted he accused me of 'taking' his cigs without permission which I didn't, and if he's gonna be so accusing and suspicious he shouldn't follow my lead and smoke LIGHTS. GO SMOKE YOUR LOUSY BRANDSSSS HMPH

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