My Carrots Have Been Masochated!!

Scanner is still broken.

I want to get my tattoo done this weekend. I've been wanting to get it done for a while, and I think it's time I got of my posteria and made it happen. Then, if I can go for a couple of months without withdrawing money from my acount, I'll concider paying some Uni Fees. Incidentally, I don't plan to get my posteria tattoed.

::Brief pause while Washi screams at the online enrolment system::

Okay, mesa feel a little better. I still want to go out and scream some more.

Siellis- The overkill drug. I doubt I spelt the name of the drug right- It's like viagra, only more of a party/group thing. Lasts longer. Like, helluva.

Enough with the tidbits and such, onto the real life shiznit. I'm tired of careering around Adelaide, I want to stay home and do shit for a while. Forget everything.

I have to go replace the water soon.

I also want to go op-shopping with Zoe and perhaps Ledi, although I despise going shopping with Ledi. "Oh what's the point, nothing ever fits me. I cna't walk into those stores, all the clothes are too small for me." Fuck. You can see the issue I'm sure. I need to walk into those stores to find something tht fits, especially if I'm looking for a pair of pants. I have one or two pairs that really fits, a few that I can sort of sit on my hips without them falling down too far and a few that need to be pinned in with freekin safety pins. Which looks absolutely ridiculous. And don't look at me like that, there are plenty of clothes out there that fit me. I'm not that thin. But they're all too expensive, because they're 'fassionable' (A word which I've tended to asociate with 'ridiculous' more then 'cool'. Yes I have my frayed jeans, but thtey were hand-me-downs from an aunt who'se legs wern't long enough). So I run around looking for a good size 8, maybe a size 10, wondering why I can't wear my size 12 pants n more. Hence I like op-shoping. You find cheap clothes that most people have grown out of.
Do other people have this problem, or do they mostly have friends they can trade clothes with? ::Growl:: I dont' mind shopping with Zoe, because Zoe never brings it up. Mind you, she is a very pretty and well built person, so she probably gets that beaten over her head if she tries to go with the 'nothing fits' angle.
Safety pins have become my best friend. My small purple gypsy top broke- I fixed it with safetypins instead of finding new buttons for it. My black skirt came loose- I have yet to stitch it back up, although I intend to. For now, safety pins are holding it together. And what better way to prevent your underware from peeking over those ungodly low hipster pants then- Safety pins! Hey, it works. And I'm pro-hipsters, because I want to show of my eagle charm. It's very noticeable ^_^ And, when I get my tat, I'll want to show that off as well.

Enough discussion about clothes. They're not really that important. I think I'll go inside and do what I said I'd do last post, but didn't because I went swimming again.

I learnt something very interesting. When mum and dad split up, dad did love mum. Mum, of course, didn't love dad though. That doesnt' particularly surprise me- She's like me in that respect. Love is a bit alien. But not for dad ^_^ Which means there's hope for me! Probably more hope for my brother though, since he spends more time with dad then I do. They have more in common. Me and mum are more practical people. Which isn't always a good thing.

Dad gets married in two weeks. Yay!!

"You'd look good in a mink coat baby. Hell, you'd look good in a shower curtain."
~ :Þ
- posted by Washi @ 12:00 pm