the boy says blog, so i blog.

but in truth there i'm not sure what to blog about. there was a tute presentation where a movie was shown containing my boy's face, and i couldn't give a proper presentation because i went a bit gooey in the middle there. but that's not really a bloggable.

oh it's friday! i should compile a list!

five warning labels i should come with:

1. will get sulky late at night if under even a minimal level of stress. such as i was last night, i hope you didn't notice, and if you did i'm sorry. but i generally forget it by the morning

2. will be able to have conversations while half asleep, it's mostly gibberish, and don't take any of them to heart, doesn't reveal anything too personal, just the most mechanical of mechanical responses.

3. very opinionated about people, and never relenting in her first impressions. unless, you know, for the worse. horribly antisocial, likes to sit in her own corner and make mental bitchy comments about people. will make up nasty nicknames for people she doesn't know

4. will say things she thinks others want to hear, for no reason at all. just a pathetic people pleaser (oo aliteration!), or will say things just to hurt people, also for no good reason at all. depending on how you catch me. but normally i just don't talk to people.

5. falls in love much too easily.


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hmmm...... that went quickly. i'm too tired. so maybe i'll leave it there.

just, i wish you were here. and we can complain about the world together. and fall asleep and never have to wake up, because tomorrow, well tomorrow is going to suck without you.