Thursday, January 13, 2005

No, you be the stopper...
Pixie and I had the sweetest chat today. We just talked about whatever while standing outside, gazing at the sky. It was such a nice day today. The wind was breezy and not cold, the sun peeked out every now and then, and well... just perfect. Since she had nothing to do in class she stayed with me for about 3 hours before she went off for lunch with her friends.

So guess what she gave me. ORIGAMI PAPER! Yeah, this is offical origami paper from Japan. Cut out in perfect squares and everything so I don't have to cut it. They're so pretty too. I'm going to make her a paper bouquet of flowers with little butterflies on each one. Oh man, this is going to look so beautiful.

You know when you're talking to someone and it gets quiet. You look up just as they turn away, then they look at you just as you turn away. That happened at least... 7.. no.. 12 times during my conversation with Pixie. Then I didn't turn away and just gazed at her beauty-fullness. *sigh*

I'm still in disbelief that we're actually talking like this now. Just a couple of months ago, I was to shy to even make eye contact. As we stood there, people we knew passed by and gave us those "Aww, I think they're a couple" looks. Someone actually asked if we were going out. I just smiled and said, "We ARE out." Heh. Neither of us wanted to end our time spent together. Thus, my subject. But it ended with her having to leave for lunch then classes. Oh man, what a wonderful day.

I spent the rest of the time with two friends of mine, a guy and a girl. The dude and myself pretty much annoyed the crap out of the girl. We squirted apple juice on her, poked her with drumsticks, and took her hairties. Heh, she doesn't know how to get mad. She just smiles and laughs. She never wears her hair down so she was really persistant on getting her hair ties back. Well, I still have one, and the other guy has the other. Tis all in good fun anyway.

And I'm a manbitch...



...according to my friend of course.

My dad was given one of those gigantic novelty mugs filled with little chocolate for Christmas. Yesterday I made about a litre and a half of Baileys Mocchachino (Another one of my personal creations). I must say I slept sound that night. It's the Bailey's. It's always the Bailey's.

I feel obliged to present you guys with a pic. OK fine. Here's an old pic of when my hair was up in braids.

The Cana-Jam-Asian-squid-ness

You would want to be near me when I headbang with braids. They whip like dungeon masters. It stings like hell too. Ask anyone who's been beside me while listening to wicked rock. Yeah hah.

My toilet humour friend is becoming pretty phluckling good on the guitar. He's only had a guitar for a while and he's already playing riffs like a madman. He plays pretty intensely too. To a point where his fingers bleed right through his callouses. Apparently he heals fast. One day he's cut right through the skin, the next his fingers have callouses as hard as rock. What a dude. It's like magic.

Speaking of which, I've been watching more Beck. On episode 6 right now becuase of my limited time. Man, it erffin rocks. I wanna name a band after a dog. Now, somebody name a dog quick so I can use it. Something really cool. SG, any ideas?

I had better get started on the origami bouquet. This is going to take me awhile.

Cheers.


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P.S. Whoo-hoo! Another day and another NINE comments posted. I love you guys. Which reminds me, say I love you to someone, ok?
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