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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my life...so you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Monday, October 09, 2006

    "It always ends. That's what gives it value." -Death, about life

    Perth has really horrible shopping hours. All the shopping centres and related retail businesses close down by 5 pm every day except Friday nite. Which SUCKS. Really.

    Take yesterday, for example. I was looking for a proper formal dress. Which didnt happen as I was politely asked to leave the store because apparently it was closing time! GRR!!

    On that note, have you ever heard the term 'retail therapy'? Well, thats exactly what I indulged in yesterday and it was beautiful. I got myself some gorgeous mini skirts (my legs benefit from years of not wearing them so I have sexy mark free legs and heels too boot), tops, cardigans and random things which are unncessary, but yayness overall. Im such a girl.

    I spent the equivalent of 600 RM. WHich isnt much here. But maaaan, Ive never spent so much in one go, its such a squee feeling spending my OWN money. My boss is so nice and pays me well.

    Announcement: I have given up tequila. My little island tryst included a game which involved downing shooters upon shooters of the stuff and my stomach literally gave up on me for 24 hours. From now on, sticking to my vodka mudshake, baileys, margueritas and vodka anything. And the occasional JD with coke.

    I adore Youtube. As i have now watched the first two episodes of One Tree Hill season 4 and Greys Anatomy from it! My thoughts on them are: ICANTBELIEVEHOWTHEYREUSESTORYLINESONOTHSTUPIDSTUPIDTHEY
    HAVETOLETGOOFPEYTONSINCREDIBLEEXTRARELATIVESDEBSDRINKING
    BROOKEBEINGSTUPIDJEALOUSPEYTONBEINGSOGIVINGLUCASGIVINGUS
    THATSLINTYEYEANDRACHELBEINGSOFREAKINGSLUTTAY, and MCDREAMYVSMCSTEAMYGOFORMCSTEAMYADDISONIZZYSTOPSTANDING
    OUTSIDEMCVETSTOPFIGHTINGFORGREYCOMETOMEEE.

    *ahem*

    There was a pasar malam nite at Curtin University, Perth. Ok, it wasnt very pasar malammy, it was too cold for that, WInter really hasnt left yet. Though Spring is slowly but surely taking over. Ill miss the cold and the opportunity to hide under layers of clothing.

    Ive discovered Lalisse anti break out serum. Its beautiful and I recommend it to all who feel my yuckacneyuck pain. Rottnest pictures will be uploaded this week. As well as a heckuva load of pictures from my other australian misadventures and then some, so yay? I swear it. It will provide a relief from my bladeblahdeblahness and tendency to go on and on and on and on...

    Now, about that ball dress.

    There is this boy. There is this ball.

    And a mutual friend asked us both present at a table during dinner one nite to attend said ball.
    It is going to be on October 14th.

    Now, this said boy said of course he would come. And proceeded to ask me if I was going too. And giddy with the anticipation of seeing said boy in a sexay suit and such, I said I was going too.

    Now, when I went home, I wasnt sure if said boy and I were actually going TOGETHER. You see, that was very vague in itself. We had been at that time, on one date. Its just known that I was going. He was going. But he didnt ask me to be his date or anything. I didnt even know if we'd be at the same table, for goodness sakes. Or even if Id SEE him, or if he would even want to see me.

    Until said mutual friend said that said boy sent her an email requesting 'Please put Izzah and I in the same table'. Hee.

    The question still remained however, if he and I were going TOGETHER or seperately.
    This was sorted out today when he called me up and asked me how I'd like to go and what color my dress was.

    Surprised, I asked him why he wanted to know what my dress color was. I even wondered if he was you know. Not straight. I would have died.

    And I swear, I never in my life ever thought that one of the most quasi romantic things ever uttered to me by a boy would be what he said after. Sure, I have had the "to me, you are beautiful" and "i love you. now shut up and deal with it" moments.

    But what he said next made me tingle, and this is embarassing, because its not even very romantic. It is sweet at best.

    He said and I quote,"Well, um. I know I should have called about this earlier. It just occured to me that I thought you'd like us to be color coordinated."

    *swoons*

    Okay, he didnt exactly say we were dates.

    *Pathetic*

    Thats it, I need a proper love life. Email me one asap. ;)

    I just reread all that and realised how 13 that made me sound. Its vaguely scary that no matter how much older you get, all things love related can still render u an adolescent all over again.

    Dont think Im very sad by the way. You know, there are other boys I could tell you about. There were superficial first dates with other boys which had me cross them off the SECOND date short list because they didnt really...They didnt really interest me, and just because they want me doesnt really mean I want them in my future. They are boys who call me, text me, ask to take me out, want to see me more etc etc. Theyre smooth. And past experience has really taught me not to trust the smooth ones.

    I could tell you stories about other boys. But theyre not really relevant, nor do I want to remember them in a few years.

    They dont make me tingle like this one does.

    Or I could just be having hormonal surges. ;)

    AND by the by...to refrain from sounding like a complete idiot..

    Ive cleared all my mid semesters. Hahah! And my employer just offered to sponsor me a working visa, so I can stay and work in Australia upon graduation. Heh. Lets hope this works out. prayers! And if it doesnt work out, its fine.

    But just the fact that my employer was so willing? Hey. Im appreciative. Opportunities like these dont happen every day.

    Summer months are coming up. And my goal this summer is to learn to surf. And you know. Sort out this visa issue. Gragh!

    And buying that dress. Yay!

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