i can't find my diary, well i have to write somehwere don't i?
i woke up. Late, so i skipped a shower and ran off for class. i mean, how unhygenic can i get right? but i swear i've never ever done that before, it's my first time, and boy does it suck. glad class was just for an hour though, so i ran back and got a really nice shower, it was freezing like shit outside, and started doing my assignment which was due like a few hours later. It's only human nature for us to do last minute jobs when it comes to assignment, so Dr Pete Kinny says, and i agree with him. Oh anyway, i got to see Dr Timms again for structural geology, and a good thing he's actually cute, so at least i have something to look forward to in class other then some hell-ish looking folds and foliations.
so i got back and then the whole lot of us went out for dinner in Vic park, it was nice and wallet-drying if you know what i mean, then got back home again.
So that's my day, same old, same old. I'm bored, and I'm boring. I don't like to be boring, I like to be spontaneous and just, you know, get out there and blow my brains out. See so i suppose that's why i can never stick to any guy. I was, and I am looking for something, but I just really can't say what it is. So when i couldn't find it, i call it quits and move on. See? I'm crazy, i know. Looking for something but not knowing what it is? Have you ever had that? you know, like waking up and finding that you're a common person. You grow up, get married and die in a ripe old age? Gosh, i wouldn't want to be that. I would want something to happen somewhere in between that, something that doesn't make me a person who just lived and died and have nothing to be remembered by.
If i really, really can create my own life journey, here's what i want. A job that i love, and have nothing to be stressed about. Good lifetime salary so I can shop for ANYTHING!! A guy who loves me more and leaves me alone, because I like space. I love my space, and it's not like I'm an ice queen or anything, i just like to be left alone at certain times so that i can actually have my own life.
Then kids that i adopted. i'm never into this whole baby talk and stuff. I dunno, it's not exactly my subject and I've always had this rolling-eyes impression when all other girls are talking about marriage and kids and all that stuff. It's not that i don't want to get married or whatever, but hey, come on, i'm 19 and frankly i don't think anyone below 23 should even think about all that stuff. too scary.
oh, okay, back to the adoption thingy. so here's what i think, so many kids are abandoned in this world, so why not save them instead of shooting out more babies out of your ovari? right? plus it's minus the whole labour-nightmare you see on telly anyway. now wouldn't that be cool. Adopted kids, and a guy who has his own football boys' night so he'll leave me alone, and a different, more adventurous life. I can then retain my ovari as well as my real life. Yay!
oh, wait, calling to myself from planet earth. that was just day-dreaming. not like it's gonna happen anyway.
okay, so there you go. now where the hell is my diary??
