| Tired and unmotivated. Biking a lot but not homeworking. Staying up unorthodox hours doing assessment tasks. Sleeping at 5am, waking at 7am. Stressing stressing stressing. Yesss, I finished my work (!) School, lol with friends. Cute guys at Mock Trials, which my school lost (it was close!). OH WELL, THEY WERE CUTE. WE WON ANYWAYS! *Swoons*

Incredible highs, incredible lows. Perhaps I'm bi-polar.

After I rode my bike for an hour (bumped into Thanh, Phillip and Bona somehow), I slumped on the couch and reluctantly munched on stir fried vegetables. I'm getting too lazy to eat. Weird how I've got the energy to bike but not to move my teeth up and down. Showered, then felt an urge to google up Pride & Prejudice. Read the full synopsis of Pride & Prejudice today (2005 version with Keira Knightly). No, did not make me feel better. Does Mr Darcy even exist? Gosh. He's like Santa or something. YouTubed Devon. Watched 'La Choy'. Was seriously fascinated by a 1:39 min vid of some guy making noodles with those Kanye West glasses on. Favourited the vid and subscribed to his channel.



Again, didn't even look at homework. Watched Legally Blonde 2 instead.

"Well I’ll tell you, it’s about something that’s bigger than me or any single act of legislation. This is about a matter that should be at the highest importance to every American. My hair.

You see, there’s this salon in Beverly Hills. It’s really fancy and beautiful but it’s impossible to get an appoinment there. I mean, unless you’re Julia Roberts or one of the girls from 'Friends' you can just forget it. But one day, they called me - they had an opening. So I was finally going to get the chance to sit in one of those sacred beauty chairs. I was so excited. Then the colourist gave me Brassy Briggite instead of Harlow Honey. The shampoo girl washed my hair with spiral perm solution instead of color intensive moisturizing conditioning shampoo. Finally the stylist... gave me a bob. With bangs.

Suffice to say it was just wrong, all wrong, for me you know? First I was angry and then I realized my anger was completely misdirected. I mean this wasn’t the salon’s fault. I had sat there and witnessed this injustice and I had just let it happen. I didn’t get involved in the process. I forgot to use my voice. I forgot to believe in yself but now I know better. I know that one honest voice can be louder than a crowd. I know that if we lose our voice or let those who speak on our behalf, compromise our voice than this country, this country is in for a really bad haircut. So speak up America , speak up." - Elle Woods

Wowzer. That speech is totally right up there with Martin Luther King's. No sarcasm (!) Okay, I was sarcastic. But she's got a point. Speak up stalkers.

Ooh, it's 11:11! *Closes eyes, makes wish/ thinks of someone/ complies to whatever 11:11 means* Yeah, wishing is tiresome.

You, Guy Fawkes, know you love me,
xoxo. (Refer to tagboard)


iTunes playlist: Bubbly by Colbie Caillat; Recovery by New Buffalo; Boring by The Pierces

Labels: Boys, Health, Quotes, Whinge