Wednesday, June 29, 2005

My theory:
Men care about their facial hair. They artistically fashion their hair into all manner of styles- beards, moustaches, side burns, that silly looking triangle below the bottom lip... Girls hate any sort of face hair (face rash etc)
So why do men go to great lengths to style their facial hair like topiary? (Since only males understand and notice facial hair?)
To impress other guys.

Girls care about the way they dress. They take endless hours ensuring that their clothes are aligned and coordinated, that their handbag matches their shoes and that their jewelry compliments the outfit. Guys really don't care all that much- just as long as they look good. Not fashion magazine worthy, but decent-looking.
Why do girls bother? (Since only other girls notice the effort taken to coordinate an outfit?)
To impress other girls.

Not so different after all...

Saturday, June 25, 2005

I've got this song in my head..

Oh my love it's you that I dream of
Oh my love, since that day
Somewhere in my heart I'm always dancing with you in the summer rain
Doesn't matter what I do now
Doesn't matter what I say
Somewhere in my heart I'm always dancing with you in the summer rain

I'm officially cursed with bad music.

Oh, and has anyone come across this site?
It's seems like a great idea- and i actually tried to find a few books that were supposedly around my area, but alas, my search was fruitless.

And this:
If only i were in Sydney! how random.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Don't you just hate it when you see something in the shops and are so undecisive that you leave it.. Only to have that item plague you in your sleep, so that eventually that's all you can think about. And then, to put yourself out of misery, you go back to that shop some time later only to realise that you are a few months too late, and that item is no longer being sold anywhere- in the universe- aside from Guatamala... or Tasmania.


They say you agonise over the most menial decisions, whilst the quickest decisions you make are in emergency situations.

Friday, June 10, 2005

It's the last day of school before our week long break- Kind of an anticlimax because there's no exams to celebrate completing.

It's raining though, which is great news! I love the smell of the damp rain, and the sound it makes when it patters on the roof. Very reminiscent of Sydney during winter. It is times like these when i would be curled up in bed with a book.