In Tyler Durden we trust.

The things we own, end up owning us.

- Tyler Durden
(Yes, I quite like Fight Club)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

the first REAL blog.

Ok, now that that’s out of the way, I can go on with typing all those fascinating things I had originally planned on typing. (I do hope blogspot portrays sarcasm alot better than msn does).

Today, I gradual tanned. FML

So the bottle states “ ...combination of Dove moisturisers and a hint of self tanning agents will gradually build a light tan and leave your skin silky smooth..”

What a load of shit. Firstly, ‘gradually’ is the WRONG word to use. One application, and twelve hours later, I just happened to notice that the webbing between my fingers was a nice tangerine colour in comparison to my ‘natural’ colour. How could I have missed the words “Wash hands after use” written in bold on the back of the bottle?

Secondly, my skin is FAR from silky smooth- unless reeking of fake tan (which has a sharp fermented carrot smell to it) counts. But hey, I guess the couple days of fermented carrot and orange fingers will be worth it in the end when I walk onto the dance floor on Sunday.
Oh yeah, Sunday. The Australasians! For those of you who haven’t already heard me going on about it all week, it’s a dance competition that all these pro (well compared to me) dancers go to to make all the RSL dancers feel like crap. They often succeed.
I’m not too excited about it...cos I know we’re not gonna do too well as SOMEONE (Big Red I hope you read this) is always not bothered to practice or always has an injury of some sort. NO EXCUSES! You’re not the one dancing in suede bottomed heels on a horrendous dance floor that doesn’t seem to know of the word ‘GRIP’. Jazz shoes ftw.

Eugh, blogging truly is a waste of time, its not like I’m actually going to post anything worth reading on here, I mean, surprisingly, I DO have a life outside of the cyber world. It revolves around Eating, sleeping and going to school. And perhaps the occasional party, gathering, get together or what not on the weekends and throughout the school holidays. But I don’t see why the whole internet community should have to read about it...*thinks* oh that’s right, its cos I’m AWESOME...well so I’ve been told. Apparently my life’s exciting too..

Ok, I should really do some study for these stupid prelim exams...two weeks of stressful preparation, followed by 13 and a half hours worth of exams. Joy.

I love the Australian education system and its whole scheme that’s supposed to provide us with an educated, sane workforce. Perhaps we’ll be educated, but sane? I highly doubt it.
We’ll prolly all end up too smart for the previous generation and conjure some evil scheme to take over the world! Kevin Rudd would be rolling over in his grave.
Ok, enough crap from me for today, more to come tomorrow.

Have fun, play it safe, keep it sexy.
-silent-j

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