i was never a big fan of this look, but for some reason it's growing on me. i know it's meant to be summer here (but the weather is SHIT!) and i should be thinking of summery stuff, but i kinda like this.
(by next season it'll be outta fashion, and knowing me i'll be lapping it up like i've caught on to a good thing lmao)
i want a job so i can get dressed up for work like these chicks!
j-skywalker and i have already had this convo when the hambertron got all her new work clothes.
but honestly, if i had a job (that allowed me to dress up haha) i would dress like i was carrie bradshaw or someone every single day lmao everyone would probs be like wtf? hahahaha
i keep lying to myself and saying i do have a job and accidently bought some heels that would be 'good for work' yesterday LMAO (i'll post them up tomorrow)
because i don't have a job, i really shouldn't be spending money but hey... i'd have an amazing wardrobe if i did! hahaha
anyways, i've decided i'm gonna teach myself how to sew since mumzy won't (and she's super protective over her damn sewing machine & over-locker) got me some patterns of some cute skirts so wish me luck hahahaha.
(nb: images from lookbook.nu, the sartorialist, and histyley)
ok, that's a lie. i don't really care about her prize giving because she's a little shit and she's not winning anything. (um except for maybe being a lazy ass who stole candy from the netball tuck shop lmao)
what i'm excited about it what i'm gonna wear to her prizegiving. yea, i know it's not MY prize giving and i'll probs be over-dressed but i don't really care. i can see their faces now. my poor dad's gonna be like 'um, that's lovely dear' and my sister will be all like, 'omg what are you wearing? shame..' (i'm not "cool enough" by her standards. whatevz)
i'm hoping that it's not gonna be at a marae because i'm wearing my red sky-high stilettos and i can see myself sinking into the grass 'coz the weather is shit at the mo' and ya know how long it takes to be called onto a marae. the whole powhiri process etc etc.
and if the famz think i'm gonna get up to sing a waita, they better think again. yes, i'll get up to make them look good (dahahahaha) but i don't know no native songs (ok, does poi e count?!) soooooo i'm gonna look slightly foolish coz they whanau are pretty hard out. oh well, my dress will make up for it.
hope it don't take too long either, coz i've gotta get to our end of year celebration! (hahaha how terrible is that? i only see my family for 2 months of the year over summer and i want to 'get it over and done with' to chillax with my friends?! well, they've been my family for the last 9 months so yea.)
i painted my nails and they're dry now so i can go to bed hahahaha (another thing that will be frowned upon by my grandmother of scottish heritage lmao) they look fierce as tyra would say. (has that been phased out?! really don't know coz we get all those shows a year after they've aired in the states haha)
i'm ina good mood at the moment because i went out and bought myself the latest edition of australian vogue (and it's actually good) ok, i lied again. mumzy bought it for me because she know's that i don't have the cash to endulge in those little luxuries that i'm accustom to. DAMIT! i need a friggin' job. hard out.
ok i'm leaving you with michael buble coz i really 'digg' this song. (yes, i said 'digg') hahahahahaha as mumzy would say it 'rules to the max' lmaooooooo.
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so says tupac huh? talk about 'changes' today in the states.
i'm still not at the stage to yell "GOD BLESS AMERICA" as of yet, i've gotta see this man in action first. it still is a historic event though and i'm preeeetty much stoked to be around to see it.
good luck barrack, god bless you & your family (and keep you guys safe). haha it's like i'm down with the guy.
so... wonder what's gonna go down this saturday when it's our turn to vote for who will run our country. aunty helen or uncle john? maybe i should run for prime minister. make a karl marx party hahahahaha (ok that was dry.)
i'll leave you with this guy, who is optimistic about obama but states the fears that have also crossed my mind.
if i lived in the states, i'd be partying right now. but i don't. i live here, and i'm blogging while watching the final of medium hahaha looking forward to the daily show. (converted 'coz of j-skywalker haha)
i really have to tell the famz i'm not graduating next year ('coz i missed ONE paper) so i've gotta hand in one assignment next year and that's it. (ridiculous aye?) but honestly guys how am i gonna break the news?!
"ohhhh yea! umm by the way you know how everyone's planning huge celebrations in march for my grad? yea well it's not happening 'coz i've got one more paper to do... so you can save it 'till 2010"
i know i've gotta do it this week, and i promised rev that i'd do it straight after chris brown (that was a week ago lolz) i don't even know what i'm worried about, because there is nothing that anyone can do about it. it's more the dissapointment that i'm not looking foward to and then the millions of questions as to why.
i wish "just because" was a legit answer hahahaha and hells no am i gonna admit that at the beginning of the year i was flying up and down the country in persuit of a boy instead of going to school. damit. bastard! hahaha i'm just gonna totally have to 'get hard' (as my dad would say), tell them and then weather out the storm when they all become angry guys haha.
i just want it to be over already (and it hasn't even started!) there goes my new i-mac out the window for christmas (haha) i actually don't really care about that. (ok, i lied i kinda do. a new lap top would be oh-so-good right now).
i'm totally luvin' this song & the westside story inspired music video. so ima leave you with my girl leona (whom i keep calling leonie opps!)
