*~ARGH~*

i am literally fed up with trains and buses. today was perfectly fine until the END when i had to go home. we'll get to that later...

what happened today? hmm it was a pretty normal day of going out and about. was woken up by a friend at like friggin 9 something... rolled around in bed... talked to a friend on the phone... realised that today was the last day i can go out and shop before uni starts so i decided to go meet up with my french teacher (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yay french!)...

i literally woke up like a dag... bad hair day, bad skin day, pretty much bad everything day... black eye liner made it worse and my break outs are spaced out literally like bermuda triangle...

hmm, the trains were ok then... had yum cha in the city but the food was pretty much *errr* but it was still enjoyable because i had company... then...

went to hornsby by train (trains were still normal) and on the way *learnt* like 2 lines of french. maybe i do suck at french, hmm... i should stick to my asian languages... *maybe...* (i've noticed that my french teacher kinda says that a lot... yeh ross, u'r weird... maybe he picked it up from the japs?) we'll see how this goes...

got to hornsby and WOOOOOOOOAH i was planning to buy these shoes but then decided not to because the colour was like pink and white and orange... which wouldnt exactly fit in with ANY winter clothes... and then i remembered i wanted some new lip colour, namely, ORANGE.

there's nothing in relation to the colour ORANGE with ANY dior lip colour... oh yeh and i saw the new paul smith fragrance for women... was planning to get that but then i remembered my orange lipstick mission... ok so back to the make up section, clarins wasnt much help... so in the end i saw the YSL counter and found a few lip colours REMOTELY close to ORANGE... blah blah u know the drill: try and buy yeh?... and then i ended up buying 2 lip colours from YSL and the lady (ooh i know her name, it's pamela... but she sooooooooooo didnt look like a pam... more like a sarah...) gave me this free gift pack thing... the clutch bag is hot pink (defo NOT a colour i would choose for a clutch) and inside were loads of stuff: cleansers, exfoliators, a lip stick, foundation, and a small bottle of YSL cinema... how nice... ooh and the lady tried the foundation on me because i was like *ah huh what if the foundation doesnt match my skin tone?*... yeh so slack of me... the lady was pretty nice (like duh it's DJ here) and put the foundation and lip colour on me... ooh and the blush was sooo nice... i was beginning to enjoy my day fully, when she said *oh u have such nice skin! the foundation just glides on your face* and... well, basically i smiled back at her, but deep inside i was full of mixed feelings because there was NO WAY she could have missed my bermuda triangle... *sigh* superficial... marketing... strategies... but then, the lady was such a pretty eye candy, i thought i'd let her be... she should change her name to sarah though, suits her more...

anyways~~ visited denise afterwards and carly was there too... aww i miss my friends sooo much... everyone seems to be breaking up all of a sudden... but i seriously remember how everyone was pairing up when i got back with wai ho... and now? wow... there really is a trend. but in a way i am starting to realise and agree with my parents (after today, denise's parents too) that at this moment, going out and getting FULLY serious with someone is still a bit early... muahaha so i still have say 7-8 years to fantasise about my perfect married-with-children-life... yay!!

guys are immature. full stop. end of paragraph. end of story.
guys are all the same. full stop. end of paragraph. end of story.

well, i do hope that my friends will be able to find true happiness from their *perfect* partner. i mean, all women were borned to be pampered and no woman shall cry over the faults of a guy. full stop. end of paragraph. end of story.

after chatting with denise and carly, i kinda felt as if im starting to think literally like a 28 year old woman. it seems that a lot of people are still living within a fantasised-oh-so-perfect world and they are all optimistic about how perfect and wonderful the guy they are with is. back to reality, i honestly believe that there is no perfect guy: there is only one guy who is willing to satisfactorily compromise with you. i dunno... i feel that every chic should meet more guys out there and observe different characteristics and then choose. there's no need to rush into any relationship. literally.

if it's your's to keep, it's your's to keep. if it's not, then no matter how hard you try, you wont be able to get it.

moving onto the most piss-i-est thing that happened today. i was for once, scared of staying out in the dark. what happened was, i missed the 634PM train from hornsby to epping (coz i wanted to bus it home from epping station) so the next train was at 650PM... ok fine... and so i waited and when i finally got onto the train and got off at epping, stupid westbus' timetable said i had just missed my bus by 8 minutes AND THE NEXT BUS WAS DUE IN 1 HOUR... i was like *o...k... i'll stay calm*... i decided to train it BACK to seven hills, since it's closer to home anyway, but i didnt realise until i walked into the gate that the next train to strathfield was due in 30 minutes. literally, i felt really cold and the sky was turning dark... one of my mobile was drained from its battery juices and the other one was full flashing because its battery was running out fast too... *haii*... so i started to pray coz i had nothing better to do, just to get my mind of things and let time pass... the train came at 655PM... blah blah, got to strathfield, LITERALLY RAN to the opposite side of the platform because THANK GOD MY TRAIN TO SEVEN HILLS was right there and then... wow... my prayers were answered... *thank you*...

i felt really insecure because i had no phones with me... i had used my money on public phones and the UNNECESSARY TRANSPORTATION EXPENSES... argh!!

the train to seven hills was kinda uncomfortable... the people on it with me were really weird... oh well, i got back to seven hills at like 7something-ish and by the time i got home home, it was 8 something... i was finally HUNGRY after losing my appetite for the last 2 weeks or so... yay!!

so there you go... my public transport dilemma... i really hate trains now, and it's not funny... i wasted over 2 hours freaking out inside my head coz i wanted to get home before 7 ><"""" mobile phones make things worse when they run out batts... argh!!! stupid gay technology...

overall, today was ok... i woke up like a dag, and got home like a freak...

at least the stuff in between was good... right?

im recharging my phones now... *ahhh...* and im gonna sleep on the stuff that has happened today...

moral of the story: PUBLIC TRANSPORT SUCKS... DO NOT GO OUT WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE A DAG... coz everything just falls apart...

JYKW