Wednesday, October 27, 2004

AAAAAh! *breath* GAAAaaH!

I realised today I'm still a scaredy-cat.

Went to see "The Grudge" yesterday night, expecting to be moderately scared, like with every other "horror" movie I go see. Ended up screaming like a maniac the whole time. Darn it! This movie is the freakiest thing I've ever seen since....well, since the time I was scared of "The Thing" in Addams family or the Chucky Poster.

Sheesh, couldn't get that *sound* out of my head. Had trouble going to sleep yesterday night for kept imagining creepy crawly lady crawling around bed making creepy noises, or going up my covers. Eecck!
Also, dared not look in corners of room in fear of spotting growth of "flowy hair" formation. Even got a bit spooked-out in apartment hallway this morning.

Apartment is : *sigh* let's not talk about this.
Cats are: hopefully still not evil
CD's still waiting for : 2 ( gonna go mad!!!)
Lessons not learned : 1 (ordered DVD in the mail yesterday)

Friday, October 22, 2004

Cooking nightmare

We are receiving big part of the family in small apartment tomorrow night. Supposedly to celebrate our moving out on our own. (Even if actually been on our own for a few months already...)

Anyway, family members insisted on bringing gifts, but since we already got everything needed by now, had trouble finding what to buy without informing us.

Sister and I accepted to make the dessert, every one's bringing something, so nobody has to do everything. We really do like making desserts, they are the fun part of cooking.

So instead on making something really simple like logic would have it, we opted for the weirdest kind of cake existing. Forêt Noire, it's called in French. That kind of very chocolaty layered dream with cherries, some kind of liquor, whipped-cream and more dark chocolate.

Theoretically should be amazingly decadent and delicious. Hope won't have to buy Krispy Kreams or similar junk at last minute.

So I'm surfing the net right now, desperate to find a great and not too problematic recipe. Of course waited the day before. Think have found something do-able, will only need to go to grocery store to pick up...well, every single ingredient, there's no way we still have 6 eggs in the fridge by now. Even less fresh cream, cherries and dark chocolate, those don't last long in the house of two single girls.

Will update on results later, wish me luck.
Thank God(dess) it's Friday!!

My apartment is: pretty damn clean.
My cats are: Well, one of them is having problems to jump on things lately, poor thing.
Also you can see in their eyes that they know their will be dealing with cream
Nmb of CDs should have received by now: 2(!!!!!!!)Gaah!

Friday, October 15, 2004


Got up this morning, hoping it wouldn't rain before I got to work, it didn't, am very lucky. Maybe because it's Friday, surely it would have rained like there was no tomorrow on a Monday.

So got up and asked myself once again what on earth I was going to wear. Got progressively frustrated. Maybe it was because a very rebellious and self-affirming Alanis Morisette song was blasting in the background, maybe because it was Friday, I decided to throw every notion of color-coordination to the wind and put on whatever the heck I felt like wearing.

Felt really ground-breaking and edgy wearing tight turquoise shirt that never goes with anything, with long bright red shirt that I never wear because way too bright. Added an apple-green plastic-bead necklace with another sea-shell one. Who cares if I look like color-blind fool, I'm tired of wearing boring black and brown.

Well, I got a lot of compliments from kids at daycare. Felt very proud, I'm teaching them very valuable lesson of non-conformity and self-expression, essential things if I want them to become free-spirited and artistically-liberated kids. Some of them already dress like that anyway: those whose parents let them dress by themselves.

Waiting for my "Jagged little pill" CD to come in the mail, getting a bit nervous, it's been about 8 days since supposedly got mailed. How long does it take?
Also ordered a Rasputina CD yesterday, am in CD-ordering frenzy. must love me.

Apartment is : messy
Will be: really clean in a few hours
Cats seem : depressed( don't care for rainy days)
CD received: none
Colors am wearing: 7

Friday, October 08, 2004

Why do I do this?

God, I have no idea. What possesses someone to write a diary online for everyone to read? It is beyond my understanding, yet I'm doing it myself.

The thing is, I am on a quest, a quest to get back my natural hair, the hair I had when I was a girl, young and innocent, natural hair, before the many unspeakable horrors of toxic-waste- hair coloring and evil blow-dryer I made it endure.

I tried to make it be like Tori Amos', Cameron Diaz's and every color under the sun and now...My hair hates me, it holds a grudge against me, it turned all Alanis Morisette on me. (ooh, she does have beautiful hair!)

To make a long story short, I sadly had to cut my curls, quite short. My goal is to have hair like Julianna Margulies from ER, or Liv Tyler, (only curly), you know, the long, dark and gloriously shiny and curly kind of hair, sadly, mine currently looks like Frodo Baggin's, not that Ì have anything against hobbits, but am not a boy.

Also found that they are thinning a bit, which completely traumatises me, this morning found myself imagining what I would look like as a young girl with a grandma-type volume-enhancing haircut with ton of hairspray.

my dream hair Posted by Hello

What my hair looks like now on a good day. Posted by Hello