partayy (nah not really)

I watched House of the Flying Daggers and American Beauty last night. American Beauty is such a wacked out film. I can't decide if i like it or not.

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This morning at 8 I took my dog out for a walk/run. She's pathetic and not a runner at all. I walked her for 20min and then went to the park to let her rest (Note HER and not me). Afterwards when i got up to head back she wouldn't even budge. She's a smart one. If she doesn't feel like walking or doesn't want me to keep pulling her away from other dogs she'd just flop down where she was. She flops in the middle of crossing a road and i have to pick her up to the other side of the road. Smartass dog.

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Wonderful. My mum is once again telling me the stories of how NYE and etc leads to girls getting pregnant. This was egged on by my sister's comment of "New years is the biggest day for cleaners" where she replied "New years is the biggest day for the Family Association cos kids come in to say they fell pregnant". We don't have normal conversations at home...that is when i do have conversations...rare though..

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MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL

unamused.

I am unamused.

So there's this dinner i will be having that was arranged days ago. I've nothing against dinners. I like them, especially casual and fun ones. But what i really can't stand are the overly prepared, pretentious, and contrive ones. Well this dinner is one of those that i can't stand. From past experience, they create awkward situations. It's like a friggin game. Us, the diners, must live through days of preplanned dinner ideas. The continuous location changes, times, days. The more changes and talk there is about it, the more anxious we become. Okay, maybe i'm overly generalising. But i know I get anxious.

I like spontaneous things, with no expectations and too little time to build up suspense. But what I'm really pissed off about is my fellow diner:

1. they freak me out on the first night when they say they're going to dress up. Dressing up for a dinner in general is pretentious to me. I didn't know what to say so all i did in response was go LOL. Yes i LOL'd.

2. I find out later that the particular restaurant is a 5star very sought out restaurant with ridiculous prices. So am i supposed to pay for this ridiculous meal? I certainly don't want you to pay for me cos that just gives the wrong idea. But I would've liked to have been given a warning for when my bank card rejects me.

3. a day later the restaurant decision changes. We're going elsewhere now. Fantastic.

4. I ask about the necessity to dress up and then they proceed to mock me for being gullible.

WTH right?

So from points 1 to 4, I am VERY unamused.

the wee mornings

I can't say im back because god knows when's the next time im going to post again.

In the last 2 days i have gone a tad OCD. A tad being that last night I stayed up til 7am cleaning and rearranging my room. It's still not done yet. Now its 4.30am and im still cleaning/rearranging. I have this whole grand plan laid out in my head you see. Im going to turn this whole teenage-hoarding-crap bedroom to a minimalistic-classy-simple bedroom.

Things still yet to do:

- Trash all my PRIMARY and HIGH SCHOOL crap.

- Find a way to let go of all these childhood stuff. Ive already managed to give away my 20 odd Dolly magazines to my neighbour across the road :D

- Trash unused makeup, jewellery, and clothes

- Basically trash everything I havent used in the past 3 months.

- Move my beige desk out and keep the mahogony one.

- Rearrange my wardrobe, bed, desk, and vanity table. (A days job i imagine)

- Buy new floorlength white curtains and white bedsheet set.

- Maybe get a clock.

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In other news, I havent worked in the past.....7days and counting. I feel so poor. Its holiday season for highschoolers so i've got no work til Jan 3.