There is just no excuse for bad eyebrows.
Like, seriously.
Burning question that plagues me so: do people with bad eyebrows, and I mean BAD eyebrows know that they indeed have bad eyebrows? Surely they cannot realise, otherwise how do they continue about their daily life with said bad eyebrows? Yet surely they cannot be completely unaware of the situation? Hello.
Just a girl in the world, making life up as I go. The more I learn, the less I know and I like it that way.
Monday, 12 December 2011
Plight of the single girl no. 138
Your mateship may be solid gold but I promise you that there will be harsh moments of reality when you are reminded that it just doesn't size up. You simply cannot compete against the dynamic of the non-platonic hangouts you have been nudged aside for. Some of these reminders will be more abrasive than others, however gentle the shove you've been dealt.
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
Study woes
I wish I paid attention in grade 5 long division. Are you smarter than a fifth grader? Well in this instance, no! Maths is not my area of strength. I wish I saw numbers as a language, then I could happily mingle with thee. Perhaps I should take numbers out, wine and dine, a little getting to know you exercise?
Ugh. Here I am procrastinating again. Has the novelty of study already begun to fade?
Ugh. Here I am procrastinating again. Has the novelty of study already begun to fade?
Saturday, 26 November 2011
Inside out should be outside in.
My problem is that I over-vocalise. Everything.
I've previously stated that my thoughts are too loud and I am concerned others can hear them? Perhaps I should be worrying about what's actually coming out of my mouth for starters and work back from there.
Little miss chatty serves only to dig her own grave.
I've previously stated that my thoughts are too loud and I am concerned others can hear them? Perhaps I should be worrying about what's actually coming out of my mouth for starters and work back from there.
Little miss chatty serves only to dig her own grave.
Thursday, 24 November 2011
Oops.
You're about to reverse out of the garage. What's your checklist? Surely one of the questions you ask yourself is "are all the doors closed?"
If it was my car, I would still be rolling around on the ground in fits of laughter. This is not my car. This is my sister's car. I don't have a car. Inconvenient to say the least?

FML. Need that second job quick-sticks!
If it was my car, I would still be rolling around on the ground in fits of laughter. This is not my car. This is my sister's car. I don't have a car. Inconvenient to say the least?

FML. Need that second job quick-sticks!
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