Exactly

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Pamela Love's 2011 fall lookbook

This kind of Love is definitely a drug.  I WANT IT ALL.

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Le bus chats

I like those random moments you experience in life that reassure you that the whole world isn't going to shit.  Had one of those moments on the bus today.

A George Clooney-esque handsom older man riding the bus with his young daughter, approximately 5-7 years old, sitting in front of me; luckily the girl is very outgoing and speaks loudly so I can hear their entirely conversation.

Girl: "NO WAY I'm ever going to get my ears pierced."
George C look-a-like: "Really? Why? Not that that is a bad thing, you don't have to get your ears pierced if you don't want to"
Girl: (she then takes her left hand and swooshes it across the front of her face)
"Because! I want to be beautiful just the way I am!"

You go girl...

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Just the way it is

Once your over it he wants you back
Once he's over it you never are

Fuck Zoloft...

Fuck all those anti-anxiety meds.  You want to know what really helps?  You ready for this?....

Wine.  Preferably red.

I was so stressed today I couldn't sit still for longer than 4 minutes, and school work? pfffft ya that wasn't happening.  2 glasses of red later and I felt like I could have written a novel AND fought crime, hell I could've wrote a novel about fighting crime. I wonder how many novels have been written while drunk?  (Note to self: write a book totally wasted)

Wine is also best supplemented by good chats with your bestie.  This recipe never goes out of style.

Kick back

Wow...

Just read my "do not want list" from last 2 years ago.

First off, I lost my tweezers in the break up and was tweeze-less for ~ 4 weeks and I actually almost lost my mind.  (you're probably thinking, "why didn't she just go buy tweezers weirdo?" - well I say to you, take computer science at university, you will get your answer mrs. "I have so much time on my hands")

Now as you may have got from my last blurb, I am now in school again, and too busy to buy life necessities like tweezers, so yes I have begun stressing out about school AND a career.  Who the hell am I? You're right Gwen, this shit is bananas.

I've also begun showering in the morning.  Maybe it's because I am newly single and give a shit if someone thinks I smell.  No... scratch that, still don't care.  I just find I need a shower in the morning to wake me up, otherwise I'm zombie-fied until that 4th coffee.

Still love my friends, that hasn't changed.  (Especially now that I'm realizing what a whiney bitch I am, kudos for all you that put up with my crazy from time to time)

Also found those perfect non-denim trousers... found a few in fact.  Maybe my shopping addiction can explain why I began stressing about a career....