today is a warm grape soda type of day

So, lets be funny today, shall we?

Well, I'm not sure if I can, as my funny bone (hah hah.) is rusty (not funny/slightly gross) but I'll try.

(every time I say the word try, I want to follow it by saying "Do or do not, there is no try" in a Yoda voice. Cool?)

So, as many of you are wondering, a warm grape soda day is like, a very messed up one.

It starts out surprisingly sweet, then gets TOO sweet, then you swallow a fly, then you're gagging on the ground and people are ignoring you, and then you set it down and want to give up, but your parents say "you opened it and you finish it!" and so you try to sip it, and it makes you sick, so you chug back a bit, and then stagger around moaning as your mouth turns purple, and then you sip it a little more, trying to finish, and then you give up, and when no one's looking, you pour the last bit down the sink, splashing the dark purple dye onto your new white shirt, and then you sigh and set down the can, and just walk away, until your mom yells at you for leaving a can on the counter, and you have to deal with the stupid thing that you thought would be good, and then you throw it into the recycling bin with excessive force, and walk away satisfied that you showed that can who's boss. Then you spend the rest of the night applying Tide to Go on your shirt.

Yes.

That is a metaphor for how my day has been/will be. UNDERSTAND ME.

On a nice and happy note: tomorrow is the last day of class!!

Woohoo!

-Tizzle.

Insanity and the Little Blue Duck

Oh, so like, yesterday, there was like, this suuuuuuper hot man in my class, but like, he had this braid, from behind his ear, and was like, really weird, in this like, suuper hot way, But, like, he was wearing a skirt. Well, it wasn't really a skirt, more like a dress. With pants. Made out of like, burlap or some shit. And I was like, okay, fine. be eccentric. You're still cute though. And then he like, held this flashlight in his hands, but it wasn't turned on, it was totally unlit, and he held it towards me all like, menacing like, and growled really deep and kinda sexy, if you like dangerous weird men. So I like, fluttered my eyelashes a bit, just a little. and he sheathed his stick. And then he leaned in, and he smelled like grass and sweat and a little bit of citrus, and his eyes were this really light blue. And when he spoke, he had this light irish accent. and basically, he's in my bed right now.
Oh, gotta go!

-Tea

I have the Force

Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man.
This is my next 2 weeks:
Tuesday 6th- write FPA essay (and hand in) and event report
Wednesday 7th- write English essay, hand in event report apply for bakery job
Thursday 8th- hand in English essay, work
Friday 9th- work
Saturday 10th- write other FPA essay
Sunday 11th- study Archeology
Monday 12th- Write FPA essay
Tuesday 13th- study Archeology
Wednesday 14th- Archeology test
Thursday 15th- Hand in FPA essay
Friday 16th- study
Saturday 17th- study
Sunday 18th- study
Monday 19th- EXAMSSSSSS!!!!!!!ahhhhhh!!!ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday 20th- pass out.

Good stuff eh? Lots of fun.

Easter is Magnificent in it's Many Colored Pastel Wonder




Got that epiiiiiiiiiiiic book with my coles gift card :) Shopping For Vintage. And everybody knows, or should know (you could be a self absorbed crazy person-- I'm not here to judge) that I love clothes. I love making them (although I suck) and wearing them oddly (which I need to do more often) and just looking at their glory online or window shopping. Yes, I do know my designers. I actually can tell the difference between Dolce and Versace. I better freaking get a Tiffany wedding ring. And vintage? That's like the best thing there is.
This book... it's going to change my world.
In the back, it lists EVERY country in the world (excluding odd third world ones- no one wants to shop there) and EVERY amazing little vintage boutique there. Sigh. There are five near where I live, and I want to go so desperately. I'm really into coats from the 30's right now. I wouldn't be able to pull one off right now, but I will be able to eventually, probably :) Hopefully. Please?

So, lets go?

My parents had some very rich people over at our house yesterday. I'm talking millionaires here. And after I came back from chinatown, I had to go change into a skirt and sit up straight and eat nicely and be gracious and pronounce things correctly. It was bizarre. It's always bizarre. But, they said that in all the countries they've visited-- and they've seen a lot-- I could be dropped in the streets of France, and I would fit in perfectly.
Everyone says I look French. But I'm not. And I don't think I look French. I look different, because I have weird coloring. But French? I dunno.

Anyways. Gotta work on my homework. Fails.

-Tibblet.

Lick a Little Lemon. (Happy Easter)


Ohhh, baby.

You see dat shit? Yeah.

LUCKY ELEPHANT PINK CANDY POPCORN.

Don't tell me you don't know what that is. It's amazing. It's spectacular. It's.... candy from the 90's!!!

oh man. so good. so so good.

And yeah, I'm madly in love with vintage candy shops now and I'm moving to chinatown.

No big deal though. Not like I'm going to like, France or anything. Hah. Hah. Cough.

Okay, maybe I'm going to France too. But that's not for now. That's later. In a few years. Chinatown first.

Terra's Weird Quirk of the Day:

(I drink out of mugs when I have juice and water and stuff. Cold stuff in coffee mugs is the greatest thing in the world. I only use glasses when we have company over.)

And now-- off to write four essays in one day! Skip skip skip off to the happy joy land of HOLYFREAKINGHELLOHMYJESUSIHAVESOMUCHHOMEWORKI'MGOINGTOHAVEASTROKE.

Oh, and happy easter all you kiddies. Have fun with your chocolate :) I know I will!

My Loot:

Lindt chocolate eggs, a Lindt bunny, dark chocolate Cadbury Mini Eggs, a $10 Starbucks card and a $10 Coles card.

Five bucks to whoever can guess which one I'm most excited about :D

-Tee.


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