update number 2

floral playsuit/romper, h&m. this is a sort of unflattering picture, but i'm too tired to put it on and take more.

vest, h&m. didn't enjoy my face in this one, and i doubt anyone else would've either..

same vest, tucked into the back of my shorts.

what i wore yesterday to go shopping. then to the club for sunbathing and samosas for dinner

wednesday nights wanchai - ladies night, free champagne at carnegies.

thursday night LKF - ladies night, free cosmopolitans at 97

friday night wanchai - beer night at carnegies, $10 coronas. which translates to 80p.

saturday night wanchai - jager night at carnegies - $10 shots, $30 bombs.

this is where my liver goes to die. also, i bumped into a bunch of people from high school, and one of them, mahira, was telling me that on wednesdays there's a place where you go in and drink beer, but you can't pee or leave otherwise you have to pay or something along those lines. sounded delightful.

gonna have lunch with my grandpa and cousin vera today. i love dimsum.

lately, i'm very tired.

i had ONE bloody lesson today which ended at 9:50 then i did NOTHING until 2:45.

and i am exhausted. this makes absolutely no sense. and i just watched the diary of anne frank and now i'm morose. and i want nothing more than to lie on a beach somewhere in a red bikini with a friend and a six-pack of beer. and i miss the easy parts. today, i literally got slapped in the face with the realization that if i want to go to oxford, i have so much work to do just to be the same as everyone else. and then i have to do more work, if only to be a little bit better. i am painfully aware that i should've tried so much harder. the tension headache that has been irritating me for a month is getting worse and sometimes, i can't breathe.



joshua radin, winter

while the sun kissed the mountains blue and eleven moons played across rainbows above me and you

two things.
claudia schiffer is so beautiful, everytime i see her i die a little inside because i will never be that tall, or that thin, or that perfect. but i digress. the first thing i had this morning was half a can of beer and i still haven't smoked a cigarette.

and everytime i see lourdes ciccone i want to pin her down and wax the shit out of her. unibrow and all.

i'm a bad person.