Are you people purposely trying to make me depressed that I don't have a boyfriend?
Hmmmmmm let's see.
- Sense of humour
- Smart (to an extent...)
- Not arrogant
- Someone who is prepared for: Useless arguments and and my weird/crude sense of humour.
(Until Term 1, Week 5)
I can't even remember what I used to do with my free time, so I think I'll just remain in my computer seat whilst blogging whilst drinking Irish Breakfast Tea. I like saying whilst. When you say it heaps of times it doesn't even sound like a word anymore..
So yesterday afternoon, after I had a panic attack thinking I wrote about the wrong thing for my essay in the Legal Studies exam, Cindy, Phoebe, Carol, Alex and I all went out to CELEBRATE OUR FREEEDDDOMMM! At David Jones we went up all 7 levels to go to the Magic Cave and see Santa but you could only go in if you were buying a photo with Santa. Lame.
We then went to this place at Capitol for Thai, and there was a TV in the restaurant, showing the most hilarious Thai music videos....but that's beside the point. Why do people put TV's in restaurants? Is it so if you're on a date and it gets awkward you just turn and start watching TV? But then what if you're talking to the other person and they're just sitting there watching TV? *Awwwwkwwarrrrdd*
After that we went to the Lindt Cafe at Martin Place and bought macaroons. Best one yet. Droooooll. I can happily say that it was $2.50 well spent. At Hyde Park we all realised that all of us do this weird thing with grass, except Cindy. You know that grass where you pick it then peel back all the layers then chop the soft part up with your nail into tiny little pieces? We taught Cindy how to do it. Call me weird but I'm sure you subconsciously pull apart and chop us grass with your nails too. The people sitting around us probably thought we were obscenely weird/on drugs.
After Hyde Park, walking back to George Street:
THE CHRISTMAS BUS STOPPED IN FRONT OF US!!!!!!!! We got on and the driver was Santa, there were Christmas carols playing and the interior of the bus was so decked out in tinsel and fairy lights that it hurt my eyes. But then something terrible happened.
Cindy said that she didn't like Christmas.
CINDY IS THE GRIINNCCHHH!!! My challenge for the next few weeks is to make Cindy like Christmas. Step One is for her to watch The Polar Express and Elf.
This week consists of:
- Babysitting
- Getting a Santa photo
- Stalking Jake Gyllenhaal at his premiere
- MUUUUSSSSEEEE!
- Sneaking backstage at Muse (Phoebe and I have come up with a master plan based around us being work experience students)
- UUUUUU2222222222 (Take note of excessive use of capitals due to my excitement)
- Getting exams results back. Cough.
- DOING ANYTHING I WANT BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE EXXAAMMMSS
