Saturday, 23 August 2008

Designer Label vs Non-Designer Label, Un-healthy debates, Decent mates and 18th Birthday raves...

Woo Post number 10!
Aren't you lucky?

For everyone's info, as soon as I wrote that last blog, I was sooo over the boy thing. Pfft, to think I let these things wind me up.

So whats happend today? Woke up at 8.00 (Proud or what?) Had a bath not sure why, but i decided that seeming the shower was broke I better wash somehow. Went to have my eyebrows waxed and yes, as always, the bare area that used to be accomidated by eyebrow went bright red, but i'm used to walking round the village looking an idiot, it happens every 3rd saturday...I don't like half the people in Wombourne anyway.

Took a walk down to Gillis Rowland, the hairdressers in the village. Never used them before, but I needed a trim and a £50 cut at Toni & Guy is a waste, so Gillis Rowland it is. It's not to shabby to be honest and it was less than half the price. Prefer Toni & Guy though, but then again, designer label vs non designer label...
My hair doesnt look much different...got a new parting, not worth posting a picture over though.

I came home and chilled. Tonight is party night and at 9.00 I will be raving up town. Well I say that, what I mean is at the Bar Rachel has hired out. lol.
I have gave myself a manicure in the vain hope, if I pay attention to these little details I wont feel a nervous wreck about my appearance, considering I will know half the people by face and about 3-5 people (incl. the birthday girl) by name I don't know why I'm bothering over what they will think. Probably because they're older than me.

I learnt some of my lines for my Shakespeare play last night! Go Me! My first real effort since the start of the holidays. My sister refused to help and she quickly disappeared into the broken shower, haha, looser. So I typed my lines out from memory and when I got them wrong, I cleared the page and typed them all out again! And you never guess what, I know them even down to the punctuation. Sad-o.

I had a rant with that boy who crushed me yesterday. It was a fast paced debate. He was moaning at the world and it's ways and I had a counter argument. He believes in physics and science, I too believe in the hard evidence of the world but also believe in the things the world hasn't proven to be wrong (fate, reincarnation, magic that kind of thing) in other words, innocent until proven guilty. He on the other hand, if it hasn't been proven it isn't true.
We both left the conversation irritated - he laughed when I said there was no reason for people NOT to believe in Fairies.

Pfft. That's all I have to say.

So I got the tunes on, anxious about tonight, not sure how I'm going to pull this off. Not sure where my shoes are either.
Guys listen to 'The Go! Team' they're awsome for putting you in the par-tay mood. Well, it's not working right now, but they do normally.

"The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good." - Samuel Johnson. That is such a cool quote, because it is true, the human race are out there for themselves. There is no possible way to say you can judge people by, how they treat other people in general because there is always a motive. Someone who can't offer you anything...now why would you be nice to them? Cause your a good person, there is no motive there. Thinking about that, it has helped me see how many of my friends are descent people, it's a shame I can only think of 2 or 3 (Stef, and her psycho boy - private joke). Self realisation?

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