alice789: (that was uncalled for)
I finished reading Choke. Its a man's manly version of trashy romance - and I mean trashy.
I was thoroughly disgusted, but that was the point. I liked it.
"torture is torture and humiliation is humiliation only when you choose to suffer."

My TO DO list for the week includes:
[] STUPID FAT ASS - STOP EATING SWEETS
[] DO SOME FUCKING SQUATS OR SOMETHING, YOU ARE TOO FAT
[] GET ANOTHER JOB
[] GET A FEW JOBS
[] WORK UNTIL DEAD
[] GIVE DOG A BATH
[] BANK
[] POST OFFICE
[] GROCERY STORE

Someone had once said to me, "I like the way your pride keeps you from blaming others."
I was never sure if that was a criticism or compliment, a fault or virtue.
alice789: (Default)
This is what I woke up to. Seriously?

I wake up to this!!  0_o

*・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'( 0_o )'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*
alice789: (bitch)
Jack again!
Jack! He won't go away!!

I haven't been posting much, because I've been busy wasting time. Or rather, other people have been wasting my time for me.
Like, I sat in the lobby of the bank for over an hour, all just to change a few details on an account. BLAH.
alice789: (artistic)
September is a hard month for me.
Thoughout my life, a lot of horrible things have happened to me during the month of September.
Something about the fall and coming of winter makes my world a cold place.
The heat of summer burns bright, purging everything. But in winter, everything slows to a halt and is frozen over. And its often then, that I am left behind, or hurt, and I find myself alone, encased in ice until spring.
I wonder if my brain has developed some sort of aversion to this season. Something subconscious and entirely mental, keeping me wary of harsh and sad events to come.
Perhaps the waning daylight leads to darker thoughts.

Fall in Tokyo 2011
[Fall in Tokyo, 2011]

One really good thing I look forward to this month is the legendary Vogue September issue. Almost a thousand pages of fashion, makeup, and art. Simple pleasures.
I was flipping through photos, reading, when I came across a picture of one happy little white puppy and a three-page article - Ann Patchett's eulogy for her dog, Rose.
"I would not be making my point, which is that the death of my dog hit me harder than the deaths of many people I have known..."
"I came to realize in the months following Rose's death, months that I referred to myself as being in the ditch, that there was between me and every person I had ever loved some element of separation, and I had never seen it until now. There had been long periods spent apart from the different people I loved, due to nothing more than circumstances. There had been arguments and disappointments, for the most part small and easily reconciled, but over time people break apart, no matter how enormous the love they feel for one another is, and it is through the breaking and the reconciliation, the love and the doubting of love, the judgment and then the coming together again, that we find our own identity and define our relationships.
Except that I had never broken from Rose. I had never judged her or wanted her to be different..."

Perhaps I'm being too gloomy. I should take a nap in a warm patch of sunlight with Katie. And yes, I actually do that sometimes. Simple pleasures.
But right now, I'm tired. Now is time to say goodnight moon.

"Sometimes love does not have the most honorable beginnings, and the endings, the endings will break you in half. It's everything in between we live for."
alice789: (even the plate)
"You start using your head. That's the lump that's three feet above your ass."
I've said this to people, and they didn't get it.

My head hurts. I just got back from Karter's 6th birthday party, held at Chuck E. Cheese's.
The flashing lights, loud music, screaming kids, and all the people talking to me, it was TOO MUCH.
Don't get me wrong, I like loud music, flashy lights, cheering crowds, and attention from people - Just not this sort.
I did eat a few slices of pizza, and enjoy lots of Cherry Pepsi. I had fun, so I shouldn't complain.

Since I have a quiet night alone, I took some Tylenol and watched the 1988 movie Dangerous Liaisons. I absolutely love period films, and that's all I really have to say. This movie, along with a more recent adaptation (Cruel Intentions), is based on le roman épistolaire français Les Liaisons dangereuses by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos written in 1782.
I highly recommend this novel, as it is on my list of favourites. Les Liaisons dangereuses is celebrated for its exploration of seduction, revenge, and human malice.
It shows how magnificent is the human capacity for viciousness, deception, jealousy, and pride - and being less severe upon my own species, it contains some small altruistic and noble acts, such as those prompted by love and affection. I find such stories fascinating, and touching.
"La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid" - though not written in the novel.
A good read, nonetheless.
alice789: (hound)
When I got home today, I mended 12 shirts, 2 skirts, and 3 pairs of pants.
I hate mending and fixing clothing - even though I'm fairly good at it. Its one of those tedious tasks I set aside until the situation becomes dire.
In this case, my irritation at seeing the monstrous mending pile outweighed or overruled my lethargic tendencies.

I live and love by the philosophy that if something is broken, you fix it - you don't throw it away.

I love Alberta Ferretti. I own a gray cardigan by this designer. I altered it today, so I was looking at the care label. It is made of 100% cotton backing and knit wool cables on the front. It says Professional Dry Clean ONLY.
WHY must 100% cotton be dry cleaned??
I'm baffled. I also have tons of designer clothing made of cotton and silk that say "dry clean only". You know what? I throw them in the wash. Cold and gentle all the way - so far no problems.
Silk, especially, is a monofilament that is stronger than most synthetics and manufactured fibres. Its not delicate or fragile.

When I was in college, I did an internship for a designer, whose family owned a garment cleaning (dry cleaners) service. She confessed that in the back, their secret weapon was a regular old washing machine.
alice789: (foresty)
Our pet hamster has died. We buried her out under the lemon tree. I cried until my eyes were puffy and ugly. And then I was fine.
Usually when bad things happen, this is how I deal with it - I have myself a Coke float:
How I deal with it
[Wendy's Frosty Float.]
alice789: (bitch)
My computer died and refuses to even turn on. :(
It's my birthday this Saturday. No plans of shenanigans or rampaging the town as of yet. Such celebrations will probably have to wait for another year, when I'm not so busy. (Yeah right, like that will ever happen.)
alice789: (blush)
Isn't laziness just a derogatory term for efficiency?

I'm so tired, but I can sleep when I'm dead, right?
I need to officially reopen my Etsy shop. I have heaps of new items to list.
I also have a massive pile of clothes to mend, drawings to do, and unfinished paintings to work on.

I have a beauty / makeup post planned. People like to joke that I don't age, but I think instead, that I just happen to be good at putting on makeup.
Besides, I heard somewhere that happy girls are the prettiest girls. It makes sense to me - people are way less afraid of me when I am smiling.

Speaking of things that make me smile. Here are a few of my favourite things:
A few of my favourite things.
[Ambi Fade Cream and Zico Chocolate Coconut Water]

Oh, one of my friends asked, so I thought I'd share:
My days usually include a quick workout and stretch from http://www.bodyrock.tv/
I highly recommend this particular workout: http://www.bodyrock.tv/2010/06/09/booty-firm-up-workout/
It will kick your ass.
And most days, this is my only meal:
What I ate today.
[Naked Protein Juice Smoothie]
Its a cool new diet called Broke Like a Joke. Seriously.

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I grew up in Coronado, California, and the ocean is something I truly miss. I love perfumes, flowers, pastels and muted colours. I love to watch anime, play games, read books, eat sweets, and drink ice cream floats.
Despite liking really girly things, I don't consider myself an exceptionally girly person.
I get a huge boner for Baroque music.

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