getting better on the drinking front. the trick is to have some red bull mixed into/after the third drink. why hadn't i thought of this before? also starting to like high heels.  

when you talk in statements you end up arguing. when you talk in jokes you end up laughing. but you can be saying exactly the same thing, by having a different disposition. i'm still drunk from last night...i feel bad refusing drinks especially when directors offer to buy you them. everyone always pressures everyone else to drink    omg let's destroy our braincells together fast right now. anyway it was all worth it. no i didn't end up in someone else's flat. but i nearly did.

more partying tonight. why be sober when you can be all woozy.

on a different note, i have paid for lifetime xanga. yep. i wanna chuck all those paper notepads and have my life readily available at the click of a button. so unless this civilisation - and its internet - is blown away by some killer disease/heat/other thing i can't put my finger on, i look forward to reminiscing when i'm sixty years old by reading at my posts/your thoughts of times past. yay!

i'm grateful for all these people who've shown me that it's possible not to sleep before you get your stuff done...however it's terribly hard for me to miss sleep. help!

finally bought this album....now singing along to it   if i was a band...i'd want to be daft punk

************ you're now....living....the prime time of your life!!!!!!!! ************

when there's a group of you and you're about to start something...and nothing much is happening...and suddenly one of you takes the initiative...but really quickly, before the rest even have the time to think about it...that's leadership. i like that.

*notes it down*

next time, i should take the initiative rather than wait for that very leader-like dude to do it. i've always took a back seat in groups. but i'm tired of looking up to all the exemplary dudes that always tend to lead the groups i find myself in. (there's always one! it tends to be a guy, he's quite good-looking, sporty, very gentlemanly, very modest, very people-minded, blablabla, add attractive adjective here) about time to change

it is my birthday yo. i iz a lil drrrunkkk. it is also international women's day so give it up for

DEE WOMEN OF DEE PLANET

look look  i got 'happy birthday' from the world's nicest girl. 

on another note, following on from yesterday's experiences, i proclaim one part of me dead, and another growing out of its ashes. i celebrate the death of all things nasty in me. you have to let your nasty traits die before your good traits can flourish. with a good deal of input and help from my coworkers, my nice side is growing. i want to have a big heart soon. hello everyone *grin*

i will never forget this: a slanging match of 2 hours over the phone with my father. i'm afraid to say, i called spades spades. i don't often tell my father the truth, out of an innate desire to be a good girl, but once or twice a year i tell him that he's a very cruel, mean, selfish man indeed. my father tried to live on his own terms, independent of others, forgot about his friends, only thought of his career, i don't have to hide the truth any more. i wouldn't be so angry if he hadn't tried to teach me to be like him. after saying how wrong i had got things, and how unfair i was, all he had to say was, i should not be like him.

I WON'T be. fuck money and careers. i just want to be nice.

i just came home and found a card from christine!!! heehee!!! thanks hunny! vancouver looks gorgeous!!!

tests are for becoming better...the more test you pass, the better you become. so keep welcoming those tests in your life.

it's gonna be a long life...all the games i missed as a kid, i will play them...i won't mind playing them even when i'm old and wrinkly...i'll play games, i'll row, i'll try cricket...all the stuff that looks great fun and that i've only skimmed the surface of. i'm going to play games till i'm so frail i can't stand up. i'll be a sporting mummy and a sporting granny. there's nothing quite like team sport. i know it's an odd thing to say on a friday night, but why not.

have you seen that ad with the mummy cheering her son at a football game? that's me in a few years' time. ok it may be a girl playing something else, who knows, but you get my drift