whattalife

i was thinking of a good title, I cant seem to think of one. damn! my brain needs to start workin and its almost 11. i'm gonna blame it on the rain. fuck. its been raining a whole lot this week~s. damnit. I was thinking of getting my car washed on saturday but like luckily I decided not to as it was raining like a bitch that afternoon. Then yesterday it was so motherfather sunny that i actually had a massive migrane, yes! i'm not used to soo much heat. I do get heat stroke too. Then today. fuck. I want to sleep in...its been raining since i-have-no-idea. I want my bed with my booboo in it.

randomly. Sometimes i browse through peoples blogs and its amazing how they really blog daily and its not ranting just like what i do but seriously blogging. Fuck. I need that skill. The only blogs that i actually read so very often is boonzzz, izzahs' and beelzzz and this other random person. I cant seem to open the blogs of friendster. Can someone tell me why please? I swear I need to get my links fixed. soon. When i find the time. well i have all the time but more like when I feel like figeting around this template thingy. I'm not so perfect in this. But i try. then only I ask for help~which is like *gak* all the time. ooo...i bought these cute driving shoes last nite...they are sooo pretty....not very feminine..but pretty. Then my mommy got me this cute dress for my brothers wedding. I swear she knows my size so well. She can get clothes for me even when Im not around and they fit perfectly. motherly instinct. haha. I still need shoes for that dress. I have a pair of cute sandals which can go with that dress but no. I want one that suits it perfectly. I do have to look good even if its not my wedding. Its still a family reunion. as in a huge ass motherfather family reunion in which I will meet people who are related to me whom I have never ever met in my whole entire FCuking life. Damn. I hate those. They just keep repeating how womanly i look now and how im no longer a baby and how im so lucky and shit like that. fuck man. oh well. what to do. family is family. Speaking of me looking more womanly. I was at Empire yesterday for work and I bumped into someone I know from the hotel and I haven't seen him in like yonks. So then when we did the usual greet he said I looked different??....
him:U look different...
me: me??..different??...different how?
him: u look more matured...
me: matured...hmm...is that a good thing or a bad thing?
him:...u look good....
somehow that talk got me thinking. damn...do i look old now?...oh well... :)