L: if i was there i would let you wet my tshirt with your tears on my shoulder LOL
A: geez how romantic. what so i could be your free washing machine?
L: omg thats just asian HAHA
A: look, i'll soak and rinse but you gotta dry it yourself.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
weird is now the norm.
my co-worker said to me today...
"you know panda, when you first started here i thought you were a weirdo. then i realised you're just weird and now i love you. don't ever change babe!"
urban-dictionary: weirdo
1. A person who is considered strange to other people. This person may do strange things, so this person can be considered a "weirdo".
2. A non-conformist who does not follow trends or a subculture. A true 'weirdo' will just do what they feel, and can get along with most people. This person does not actually conform to a stereotype and shouldn't be labeled.
being called a weirdo use to be a bad thing. it's a term i've grown accustomed to over the years. i remember when other kids use to call me weird i would protest and get really upset over it. i didn't like how other people didn't understand me.
but some how it has grown to become some sort of compliment. to me, being called weird no longer means you're strange, but just individualistic. and it's cool to be considered an individual, i don't like conforming. i believe everyone thinks they're a little weird in some way. we're all different. it's normal.
or maybe i've just grown immune to being called a weirdo.
"you know panda, when you first started here i thought you were a weirdo. then i realised you're just weird and now i love you. don't ever change babe!"
urban-dictionary: weirdo
1. A person who is considered strange to other people. This person may do strange things, so this person can be considered a "weirdo".
2. A non-conformist who does not follow trends or a subculture. A true 'weirdo' will just do what they feel, and can get along with most people. This person does not actually conform to a stereotype and shouldn't be labeled.
being called a weirdo use to be a bad thing. it's a term i've grown accustomed to over the years. i remember when other kids use to call me weird i would protest and get really upset over it. i didn't like how other people didn't understand me.
but some how it has grown to become some sort of compliment. to me, being called weird no longer means you're strange, but just individualistic. and it's cool to be considered an individual, i don't like conforming. i believe everyone thinks they're a little weird in some way. we're all different. it's normal.
or maybe i've just grown immune to being called a weirdo.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
night time, wake up. Tight jeans and make up.
i've been neglecting my blog again. Facebook and twitter has ruined the fun of blogging. Why type parapraphs after parapraphs when i can just update the world with one line every few minutes? Whatever. Blogging is still more personal and i need a good bitch.
So, update on whats happening!
1. I like work. It's fun and my co-workers are warming up to me. I'm even starting to like the dress code. It's like trying to be someone different every time i go to work. Lol, my nickname at work is 'harajuku girl' cause they thought i was jap.
2. Uni work has been sweet as. For some reason, everything this year just seems a million times easier. Possibly because it's mainly prac based. I've been finishing everything before due time. No more all nighters for me! Woo! :) and less stress also means i've been sleeping good. So after 5 years of insomnia.. I've been cured. I'm not even sure how.
3. Boys are still confusing. Their names or faces might change but they're aaaaall the same. Except maybe you ;) ! Haha im kidding, guys are all dickheads! Especially you.
4. I still cry when people insult me. Though i can usually hold it in but everytime someone calls me a bitch and means it you can bet inside i'm like dying. I will probably never get over the stupid past. It's like a bad annoying habit i can't get rid of. Ditto to bursting in to tears when my mum raises her voice at me - i just revert back to a child. So fail.
5. I think i'm getting grouchier and grumpier these days. I seem to be having more disagreements/fights with people. It's mostly cause i'm careless, lazy and tend to say the wrong things. I need lessons on how to sugar coat things. But i'm too lazy for those too.
6. I'm a shopaholic. I just can't stop buying shit! About 70% of my money goes on food. I don't even know why i eat so much. I get bored, walk past a cafe or something and just buy cake. Or i see a store on sale and i just have to go in! I haven't even worn half the shit i buy. There's like not enough coat hangers for my clothes now! And not enough space in the shoe cupboard! And not enough hooks on my jewellery stand! I think you get the point.. It's silly but yeah.. I'm working on it lol.
7. Drinking makes my face go red.
8. Weddings are like huge formal parties where loud drunks who burp in people's faces and spit in to champagne glasses aren't accepted. Slut dancing and grinding, however, is welcome.
9. I tried to quit swearing. Failed epicly. If anything, i think i swear even more now. I'm not entirely sure why i even bothered in the first place. Either way, i'm still swearing like a house on fire. It can't be helped and i can't be changed. Oh well, too bad!
I'm out of stuff to write. Plus i'm sleepy. Goodnight :)
PS. The title's lyrics from paper aeroplanes. I think it sounds like my life :)
So, update on whats happening!
1. I like work. It's fun and my co-workers are warming up to me. I'm even starting to like the dress code. It's like trying to be someone different every time i go to work. Lol, my nickname at work is 'harajuku girl' cause they thought i was jap.
2. Uni work has been sweet as. For some reason, everything this year just seems a million times easier. Possibly because it's mainly prac based. I've been finishing everything before due time. No more all nighters for me! Woo! :) and less stress also means i've been sleeping good. So after 5 years of insomnia.. I've been cured. I'm not even sure how.
3. Boys are still confusing. Their names or faces might change but they're aaaaall the same. Except maybe you ;) ! Haha im kidding, guys are all dickheads! Especially you.
4. I still cry when people insult me. Though i can usually hold it in but everytime someone calls me a bitch and means it you can bet inside i'm like dying. I will probably never get over the stupid past. It's like a bad annoying habit i can't get rid of. Ditto to bursting in to tears when my mum raises her voice at me - i just revert back to a child. So fail.
5. I think i'm getting grouchier and grumpier these days. I seem to be having more disagreements/fights with people. It's mostly cause i'm careless, lazy and tend to say the wrong things. I need lessons on how to sugar coat things. But i'm too lazy for those too.
6. I'm a shopaholic. I just can't stop buying shit! About 70% of my money goes on food. I don't even know why i eat so much. I get bored, walk past a cafe or something and just buy cake. Or i see a store on sale and i just have to go in! I haven't even worn half the shit i buy. There's like not enough coat hangers for my clothes now! And not enough space in the shoe cupboard! And not enough hooks on my jewellery stand! I think you get the point.. It's silly but yeah.. I'm working on it lol.
7. Drinking makes my face go red.
8. Weddings are like huge formal parties where loud drunks who burp in people's faces and spit in to champagne glasses aren't accepted. Slut dancing and grinding, however, is welcome.
9. I tried to quit swearing. Failed epicly. If anything, i think i swear even more now. I'm not entirely sure why i even bothered in the first place. Either way, i'm still swearing like a house on fire. It can't be helped and i can't be changed. Oh well, too bad!
I'm out of stuff to write. Plus i'm sleepy. Goodnight :)
PS. The title's lyrics from paper aeroplanes. I think it sounds like my life :)
Sunday, April 4, 2010
1256
sometimes lately when the mood takes me
this can't be all you were waiting for
night time wake up tight jeans and make up
...gasping for more
cause sometimes i am ten feet tall
and you'll give it back to me
give it back give it back
this can't be all you were waiting for
night time wake up tight jeans and make up
...gasping for more
cause sometimes i am ten feet tall
and you'll give it back to me
give it back give it back
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