it's amazing how i can go to even heartland mall (a damn heartland ulu ulu shopping mall) and still find stuff to buy. /: i really think i have an obsessive compulsive disorder, and i really need to stop. fuck.
i painted my nails a beautiful acrylic bright red and i think it's gorgeous. haha except that it seems like i got parkinsons disease. okay that was a totally bimbo statement. random.
i bought wedges today. black and white striped with a pvc ribbon on the top. it could work both ways for me. it could make me look stupid, or it could make me look fucking retarded. hahahhahaa.
as much as i abhor/detest/hate/despise olinda cho (personal preference), i really really love her voice. i heard her songs on radio just now and she just has a very diff kinda voice. hooray for local talent. but yea i still hate her. but i love her songs. she may pale in comparison with all the other american artistes, but her voice just makes me feel damn comfortable. damn soothing. damn relaxing. it's so jazzzzzzzzy. hooray for local talent again!