do yours here.

you are a shooting star and that's why you're my favourite.

When your life is tangled
You wear your disguises
But why do you need to
When I'm standing here beside you?

i bought this and these. and I am finding them totally rad. the laptop purse is soft and has a pink paisley design on the interior and it's very soft. also I bought a burgundy beanie with two wooden buttons and it looks nice with my new short haircut. I shouldn't shop so much but, I like to sometimes.

unless this kind of thing is normal now.

i need a normal social life.

meow

i spent eight hours at work contemplating what would be most interesting to make jello in

waffles waffles waffles

blaaaaaaaaaah.

D:

although it's cold and rainy tonight, this past week has been glowing with sun, and it was really nice. I had a relaxing weekend seeing rob, and I miss him a lot. unfortunately, work is tomorrow and I'd rather stay home and nap in my just-cleaned bedroom.

tonight Corey and I went to a thrift store and didn't really go with any purpose and found some novels and music. I chose a horror novel that I haven't started yet, and this



and some other indie rock compilation thing from last winter that I thought would be neat to check out. I haven't heard of it before and it had belle and sebastian on it, so I figured to go for it. anyways, Cor and I then went to her house and made dinner, and talked about everything. I like having friends like that, that I can talk to, even about odd or nervous thoughts.

I feel strange decorating my bedroom, which I just did, because I feel like I'm moving out soon anyways.

life update: still confusing.
work update: still repetitive.
music update: Beirut, new Camera Obscura.
sleep schedule: still fucked.
plan b: move to the sunshine coast and rent that 400/month rad studio and forget the city.

ughh i'm so sick of the city you would not believe.

but then, you know, what would i do friday nights?

aw, while lurking last.fm as per usual, I found the sweetest song, but it's not hosted anywhere online besides youtube, so here is janta. I don't listen to a lot of folk sort of music (so excuse my inexperienced ears), but camelo came off as banhart, and mallu was just adorable. I wish I could find a copy somewhere. :(

also, so cute: "Today, my cousin and I found out that when a girl puts a flower in the right side of her hair, it means she's available. The bigger the flower, the more available she is. My eleven year old boy cousin told me to "cut down a palm tree and put it in my hair". FML"

after standing for an hour straight, weaving bracelets out of paper-covered wire, watching somebody slowly flip through a madonna-inspired novel collection (a ha ha.) I realized that everyone I was working with had gone through UBC or Emily Carr and did years of studies, but they were all my co-workers, doing the same thing I do, every day.
am I going to leave to uni, just to come back into town and do the same stupid job? ughh.

also, coming home and having a banana and iced tea and a shower is the best feeling after a long and hot (but sweet) day.

he's so cute. :)
and sleeps in the little center of the tank that's meant for the gravel but I didn't want to overdo it straight away.

i am not so sure anymore.

(what i am saying is that today wasn't the most fantastic day. here, paper flowers on my desk.)

today was one of those nice days off. it was sunny and I sat most of the day on my washer waiting for laundry to finish, reading a book. my sister came home and we went birthday present shopping with corey. ending up at a pet shop after walking down commercial drive, we found a litter of the cutest grey fuzzy kittens to cuddle with. :( kittens are just one of the best creatures.


my new fish tank.
(I have yet to get the fish, just imagine that monster is my new pet.)


zeeebra shopping bag.


( and a flower. )

my room is a whirlwind of stuff right now and i guess i'm in a transition of moving, and it's strange when my family is settled right in around me and i don't feel at home at all anymore. anyways i can't seem to find my camera in this mess, sure i have my digital on hand but i'd like to take my favourite one with me tomorrow since it's going to be sweet out. rantrant, take a look at my polaroid that i found in the messy closet, and my messy drawers.





groooss.

"you just made my day."

nobody ever really says those words often. love and hate words are generally thrown around carelessly in general conversation, so they are never a huge surprise, but when appreciation came up this morning when I was at my old coffee shop ordering coffee from the girls I used to work with, it was sort of a surprise. I suppose it meant more to me than it did to her, but the sincerity of it made me think for a second and realize what she was saying.

I was thirty minutes early for work today, and sat with my coffee and chatted with my manager (who was opening.) about hockey. (not the book somebody is reading in the staffroom, the politics that were happening later that day, nor too much elaboration on mothers day, but hockey.) what I'm saying is that I need some nice girl time with one of my girl friends. I'd like to go to the cupcake shop and have tea and take photos at the lake and chat about boys. hahaha.

(but really.)