okay within the past hour i've been looking at fashion runaway shows, amazing clothes and people photography so i'm in a bit of a mess now. plus i also have thoughts from conversation on way home with g that i want to put down, the two are going to be hard to weave together but we'll see what happens; i want to take a bath first.
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back. hmm like all i can think of now is that i ought to own a red bikini, if i were in town now/near any <3surfshop, my bank account would be feeling a pinch greater than what i transferred over to g today, vietnam trip yay and yay.
and yes i know this is extremely different from the tone and subject content of the rest of the posts here, doesn't even go with the steady, dependable green gleam of the theme, meeps. sober up rach sober up. -pats face.
but i suppose it's all good still. p said during our last meeting that one's site shows one's true self; i thought about it then disagreed. it might show me more contemplative, more forthcoming, but it's not necessarily the most cohesive picture. i mean, i can imagine it being true for some people, that on their word sites they reveal themselves as they are but if this was the case for me then according to this year's posts i am as green and gloomy as my background. or as staid and certain as the content. hah. so not. nor, has this place always been for qt thoughts.
which brings me back to my red bikini. i shall file it away in a mental cabinate, to spring out the next time i go shopping in a mall. which has been since... year one/two of uni, i think. i don't shop much in organised buildings anymore. it takes too much energy to fight the boredom from predicability.
hmm i wonder what vietnam will be like, we're all such characters i wonder what will happen when we travel together. will the boys' plan of lazing and intoxicated stoning prove too heavy to budge, or will excitement prevail and win the day? i foresee myself character-interaction watching.
anyway i'm still full from the happenings of the day: feel like i gobbled up everything, the sights the sounds; i'm bloated now. i'm also very contented, sitting isolated in my room typing out head words.
speaking of which, recalling one of the sites i was at earlier this evening; quote from devil wears prada mm a show i partially watched at a gathering at his face's place i can't remember his name now, one of those gatherings i used to get invited unreasonably to, in the meaning of them social butterfly days, it gave me pause. i have a feeling devil wears prada is a pretty good show, i'd be happy if occasion gave rise to a watching of it one day. because i'm unfortunately not proactive like that. and i'm not saying like i'm proud of it.
maybe i should find myself a hobby. haha! okay after i put the full stop i thought the sentence sounded quite uncool. hobby is not an attractive word.
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fortunately i have put my disclaimer, and need not make further excuse for jumping thoughts. come let's talk about a boy, in a detachedly rational way. so g was saying that there's suiting. and that there's holding back that she can see. she also said spunkiness, and spontaneity.
i thought a bit, and concede she might have a point. i would have done what was suggested in giordarno whilst the two of them were gone, if the dare had been pushed. why did we walk out in the end?
in any case, i don't know why i do. it's almost instinctive. let me indulge in a tv soap operaic moment here and say significantly that maybe he's one of those with whom it must be fully... or strangely.
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ah i wanted to end there, nice and dramatic but i'm not feeling stupid enough for that tonight. and yeah, to have done so would have sounded like i meant it. i don't, and i don't want to give that impression. like, shooting off my mouth doesn't mean i shoot myself in the foot too. hmm i wanted to try one more, but forget it. i never want karma to bite me in the butt.
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