Sushi weekend

All I did this weekend was eating sushi.
Everyday.
Friday.
Saturday.
Sunday.

To make each day count.

If I could chose...

...I would be an college student double majoring in psycholgy and art. I would live on campus with myy 3 besties worshiping k-pop idols, eating dumplings and ramen for breakfast.
I would save up to buy a car but use my bike to go around in the neighbourhood.

Can't I do that now?
No, because 1) I'm not American. 2) I'm hella old. 3) yes, technically I could try to do some of it. Not the campus thing, but I could start studying again, and move in with people. I already like kpop and eat ramen. But no, I wouldn't want to go back to the Uni again. I'd wish to be born again and next life I could do that. I should probably convert from atheist to hinduism.

Step 2

What to wear?
Well, I've always seen myself as a pretty androgynous slender tomboy.
The reality is another thing.
I'd like to think that I'm a petit Asian woman.
I'm not.
I guess you would call my style, preppy colours with pants.
Yes, I don't skirts. Nor heels.
I wear a lot of shirts, cardigans, pants in different colours.

But usually (when I work) I like to slack off. Because what's the point when you go to work, then you're in a suit for the next 12 hours before you go back home. You barely need to change out of your pajama pants.

Today I'm wearing my new black pants, paisley shirt and a striped sweater. I look fabulous!

Step 1

I did my make up.
Yes, ladies and gents. I usually do, but I'm always debating whether I should use more or less.
Usually the less part wins.
Today I used pouder.
It make a bit of a difference.
I got peach skin.

I feel like a little peach.
I feel great!

I'm tired of living in my dream world. Every night, every dull moment I wander off in fantasy land where I'm the person I want to be. I do stuff that I want to do. I'm living the life I want to have.
Enough of that!
From now on I will take it out to my real life. I'm tired of living in waiting for something to happen.

I just want to be happy.

Virtual Diary

Hello, lovelies.
I sat down and thought about my life. At this moment in my life I should be having the time of my life. Do I?
I don't know.
Therefore I'm going to post here daily with things that makes each day count. Yes, the Titanic line is so cheesy and corny and lame and stupid. But I can't come up with anything else less cliché, anyone?

This will be pretty hard. But I do love a challenge. and I will fail, but I'm deathly optimistic.

Grey Day

Withdrawl - I quit, sorta.

I'm giving this a try. So far so good. I haven't smoked for 4 days, going on 5.
I checked online what kind of withdrawl symntoms I would get.
Dizziness - check! Can't even lie down straight.
Constipation - nope, more like the opposite.
Fatigue - Yes. I'm very tired.
Insomnia - Yeah, kinda, but not really.
Cough - not yet.
Hunger - I guess? I'm always hungry.
Sweet tooth - hello? yes.
Irritable - a bit.
Desire to smoke - YES.
Headache - not yet.