Why

Buzzed again.

 Found a gem of a song on a friend's Facebook wall. My day is complete...just the way an awesome song perfects the day. 


So, the fashion week has ended. The usual feeling of what-do-i-do-now has crept in. i think i just like being in motion all the time, you get less time to think and go to the 'dark side'. i was thinking of starting a sister blog for this one (not brother, cuz sisterhood is cuter and they can exchange clothes). Something for the more amiable side of me, i mean it seems churlish to know all the fashion-behind-the scenes-goss and not share it *doki doki* 

But again, i am not sure...just like everything else in my life. 
My new flat mates are AWESOME. i mean, after staying away from home, shacking up with random strangers along the way for the past 4 years, i seem to have struck gold as far as flatmates go. 
So my birthday happened too somewhere in between the madness.
(This crap below was written somwhere in between the between the madness.)  

Winehousing 

i don't feel like having a celebration. i don't understand that when you grow up, the onus of having a birthday bash falls on your own shoulders :/ i miss the mommy-organised birthday parties. And now, mommy is far away and probably thinks i'm cool with the "SPACE" she gives me.

If there is a memo listing these Weird Adult Birthday Behaviours, i haven't got one. 

Anyhoo, i went on a SPLURGE. Literally. i have been showering myself with gifts and love (meh! read booze). A swanky new room with a purple wall (yes, i have shifted house yet again), a weird carpet for the swanky room and a maid to wash my clothes. *SIGH* even my presents to myself are so middle-aged. 
i feel as old as the hills and i don't feel like partying. And the HATT (Happy All The Time) feeling that i associated with hitting mid twenties is a LIE. 

The perfect song for the day...

Sayonara
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