they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

today i discovered a pimple on my forehead, somewhere in between, and i kept touching it, and it hurts now, could it be cancerous? (just something random, nothing special. hmm.)

i love itunes(yes i finally got round to using itunes and well it rocks nothing less) yay for itunes! im reviewing all my old stash's of emo, and indie rock. and it's really just..simply awesome.:)

my eyes are going wonky from ga3-ing too much but im so afraid i will fail or that i would not be able to finish on time. i still have 2 more essays to do for 224. god forbid, please let the 2nd of Nov past smoothly. i promise ill be good.

sometimes i dont know if i know all of my friends through and through. i think i do on some levels, but i guess you can never really understand someone. there's always a part of them we'll never know. why is that? i wished i knew. i hope you're better babe.

i finished reading 'engaging men' by lynda curyn. not a bad book after all, although i must say her book following this particular one was sorely disappointing. i guess why i liked this book so much was the fact that the main character was alot like me(sans the lack of career).and it makes me wonder whether god made some people to be non marriage material?ie. yours truly. then again, im 20, it's too early to say anything. or is it? yos says she can imagine me owning my own fashion boutique, living comfortably and having no commitments to whoever. i was slightly thrilled by that thought, for she really understands me. i guess she;s right on some levels, i do see myself settling alone in my own apartment, with an independence i fought for. and a life i built on my own. my, ive grown. i pictured myself with someone before, but look how that turned out. i guess we were really destined from the start, and i was made to be alone. i guess alone's not so bad, cos i have yossie baby! and dance, and plenty of books as such. i still cry every time i watch 'garden state' and when i hear iron and wine's such great heights. i still laugh at chandler's sarcasm everytime i put friends on. and i still smile at all that you once gave me. thank you for letting me grow. now's the time for me to be on my own. am i happy? now, that's the essential question i avoid. i could be if i wanted to, but if i needed to try, then that wouldnt be considered being happy right? woah late nights really plays mind games with your messed up mind.

moving along...
this is a tribute to lenny darling
"Fashionistas make the biggest fag hags. We herd the guys with the Flock of Seagulls haircuts. Our favourite designers are men who love men but adore women. After all, where would Amanda Harlech (a.ka. Lady Harlech), who was the muse of Karl Lagerfeld (damn, that woman must have the sickest wardrobe), be without Galliano?And what about Carine Roitfeld(editor of French Vogue) without Tom Ford? To fashionstas, gay men are vital accessories, an intrinsic part of our culture. They tell us the secrets to a man's mind- and take us dancing till all hours of the night (so what if they wind up ditching us at the bar to go home with a hunk in tight white Hanes tee?). They understand our style, crazy quirks, and neuroses, and know how to meet our emotional needs better than any boyfriend. Plus, they have no problem escorting us out when we have no date- and letting us know when it's time to put the fork at dinner("No more carbs for you, missy!")."--The Fashionista files by Melissa de la Cruz and Karen Robinovitz.
GOD i love this book, a must-read for every fashionista in you! now i sound like them, but it's hilarious. i am perpetually laughing as i sit on the bike in the gym while i read. :)fashion is my life,i live and breathe fashion. till i get a job that rakes in the big digits in my trust funds, so i can me those jimmy choos and helmut langs. my four-inch stilettos and leather handbags in every size possible. then ill be truly happy.
and i couldnt put it more aptly for a significant other that will be the following:
"- Get promoted. you're going to need to make more money to support her shopping habit. and don't even think of balking at price tags or saying something like "500 dollars for a pair of shoes?!"
- Cultivate your sense of humour and indulge her fashion fantasies. Never laugh at her outfits. Unforgivable."
and the best of all:
"- Maintain your good looks. Hit the gym and slather on the Rogaine. She didn't marry you because your balding and fat. "

i couldnt say it better.: )