Passenger Seat Who wants more friends?

Apparently, everyone does. Or should. Or something.

*entranced dance to DCFC* ^_^ Preeetty! I'm not sure if that's a proper reaction to their music, but it's mine.

I've been considering plotting out some Hack Sign songs, but as the piano is currently unreachable, that probably won't be soon.

Drama assessment was fine, I think I did 'well', but you never know... And the more I think about my english one, the more trepidation I feel about getting it back. Ahh, it's all just practise for the HSC, no stress, 10% here, 15% there.. Grr.. I would hate myself if I were someone else. ^_^ la, la la...

I like it when some of my favourite authors update. But they haven't. :

And while Rachael was referring to such... things as 'Snarry' today, I was thinking of how I haven't read fanfics for such a long time.. I've done such things as removed myself from yahoo community emails for Aspen's A Year Like None Other because I'm just not interested. And it was becoming like spam. Never read them. I think joining up there with my gmail account is what allowed me to receive insightful messages about men's health and boosting medications, though. *scowl*

This week I am trying to keep no record of wrongs. This is particularly difficult, as it's something I've been doing a lot of the last couple of weeks. And they're not really wrongs against me, but as I take most things horribly personally and can't force them out of my mind... Sigh, I say (and do).

On a lighter note, Earl Grey tea is becoming more agreeable to me. I am very babe-ish-ly having it very weak and pouring in so much more milk than I ever would with even hot chocolate, but I'm finding it vaguely nice. When that's all that's brewing, and someone is willing to do it for you, you take the offering. Plus, when you're studying and feeling lazy, it's extra nice. And today I had two cups, as Jean didn't want hers as much as she thought she did.

Oh yay. My postings are about tea. I really should pay that $250 and do a coffee course so I can actually be rightfully and licensedly elitist when I note that my cappucino maker doesn't know how to level off that which has been ground.

Newtown, here we come!

Actually, an adventure to Denny's and that poster store again would be nice, as well as picking up some cheap funnily-coloured nail polish. Yay for false materialism!  ¶ 8:07 PM