I Need Curry

Damn the stupid automated financial aid system. They need real humans to process applications, not computers. Computers don't realize that I studied abroad last year and my grades haven't been completely converted and recorded, so they think I didn't study last year and are therefore uneligible for financial aid. Argh. I have to go to the office to personally tell them they're stupid. Tomorrow. So I can get some damn money. Blasted system. On a lighter note, I'm meeting up with Ryan tomorrow for Indian. Yay, I'm finally gonna get some curry into my system! I've been without curry for TOO LONG.

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Job Fair a Disappointment

Yesterday I felt like shit. I woke up with my throat sore, dry and raw, and no matter how much water I drank, it just wouldn't feel any better! I went to work early and tried to talk as little as possible, which was difficult considering I work in retail. My boss let me go home a little early so I came home and rested for a little bit. Then I had to go to this job fair thing held by world-class companies in Taiwan. However, I'd failed to read the finer print, which read "Taiwan Overseas High-Tech Talent Recruiting Mission." Emphasis on 'high-tech.' That meant these were technology companies looking for engineers and IT people, not marketing or PR communications people.

I got there right when it started, filled out a form about myself and picked up some general brochures. Then I went to check out the companies who had set up booths. Going twice around the room made me realize that this was totally not what I was looking for; well, I wasn't looking to start a career in Taiwan to begin with! But my mom said that I should check it out anyways, just to see what kind of prospects there are. I thought it'd be a good idea, too, but, boy, was I wrong. There was nothing there for me but for some free bite-size highlighters and a couple of free magnetic bookmarks. I saw a couple of friends there, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, so that was cool; we caught up with each other. One had been working in Wisconsin (boring...) and his brother was planning on visiting a friend in London in December - JEALOUS! I want to go! I told them about my year studying abroad and how awesome it was and how I didn't want to leave. Both were in engineering so this job fair was totally for them; of course, they would only go work there if the pay was better or just as good as it is here because the cost of living is much lower there.

I stayed for about an hour, hanging out with them and chatting. However, more and more people started arriving, many of them my friends' friends and all of them were Asian. I started to feel a little claustrophobic and needed to get out of there PRONTO. I called my mom to come pick me up and said my goodbyes. Plus, I was feeling miserable.

That's the William H. Gates Building (aka, the law building). Beautiful isn't it? Newly built. If Nick were here, he'd be in there. Lucky.

Today I woke up feeling much better. My sore throat was gone and my first day of interning and uni was upon me! I was tired, though. My first day at LizardTech was uneventful but cool. Justyna had a very busy day and my computer wasn't set up yet so I didn't have much to do. I organized an entire bookcase of magazines and other publications, making it neat and tidy and accessible. There was a LOT of stuff that had to be separated, filed and sorted, and I read through some, looking at the content and topics. Interesting. I left shortly after 1pm and headed to school. Class was good; the professor is hilarious. AND he went to high school with Josh Duhamel! How cool is that?! He's going to bring in a high school picture of Josh for us to see. Awesome. Ironically, this is the class I want to switch out of because I want to take this PR class that would conflict with this class. If I can even get into this PR class...wretched waitlists.

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New Clothes!

I totally caved today and bought some clothes... Oi I know!! However, in my defense, they were on sale AND I needed to replace a couple of t-shirts. Today was a teal day for some reason; the three items I bought today were all shades of teal. I bought a pair of guacho pants in teal for only $15; they make my ass look GOOD. Woohoo. I'd like a black one (and maybe some other colours!) as well but I'll hold off on that until I can find on that's really on sale, like <$10. I also bought a plain t-shirt for only $5 and a polo shirt for only $10. I'm good at bargain hunting and they make me look good as well. The only things I need now are a couple of sweaters; the ones I have are all too big now that I've lost so much weight, which is a huge bummer because I love those sweaters. I can be patient and wait till they go on sale. :)

Earlier, I had 2 more internship interviews, one in Seattle and one on campus. I didn't like the first one because it consisted mainly of journalistic communications (editing and proofreading) and that's not what I want to do. The second one, at the Burke Museum sounded SO cool. However, the one I've already accepted is PR as well and plus, I get paid $500 at the end; the Burke Museum, though is conveniently on campus, is a year-long internship which could be a problem if I'm graduating in March. Then again, the lady hasn't said whether or not she wants to hire me so maybe I won't even have a choice, which is fine with me. I'm still going with the LizardTech one. I start Wednesday morning!

After the first interview, I headed to the U District (uni campus and where my second interview was) and I met up with some friends for lunch; we had Thai. It was yummy. Yellow chicken curry is yummy. However, immediately after we paid, my throat started feeling raw and sore...usually the first signs of a cold for me. We hung out for a bit, then I had to go to my second interview. Afterwards, I walked around campus a little, getting some errands done and taking some pictures.

That's Rainier Vista. Theoretically it'd show Mount Rainier in the distance, right above the spray of the fountain, but it was very faint so it didn't show up on the picture.

That's Suzzallo Library. Built in 1925, it's one of most beautiful buildings on campus. It has, undoubtably, the most beautiful room on campus: the Reading Room.

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I'm Sexy

Today I was listening to Josh Groban's Closer album and swooning to some of the lyrics on My Confession:

Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.

Confession of love. All you girls out there, tell me if you wouldn't swoon if a man said this to you (and meant it!). Hell, I would. That is, if he meant it, of course. :D

Yesterday I felt damn hot and sexy. I think it's because I had washed my hair that morning and was having a really good hair day; it was so flowy and soft and pretty. Work was good as well: it was busy, hectic, chaotic and we were slightly short of staff and it was great. I love it when it's that busy and I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off; I think that's why I love working during the holidays despite the fact that I'm usually completely exhausted (think back to my time at FAO when I'd work almost 40 hours a week on top of uni).
Anyways, Ryan called me and said that his friend Katie, whom I'd met at Liam's housewarming party last week, was throwing her own houseparty and that we were invited. So I made my way over to Greenlake, listening to a compilation of dance music (no, NOT techno) that I'd made a couple of years ago and kept in the car. One of the songs was Janet Jackson's Someone to Call My Lover and the bridge (I think it's the bridge?) caught my ears...

My my
Looking for a guy guy
I don't want him too shy
But he's gotta have the qualities
That I like in a man
Strong, smart, affectionate
He's gotta be all for me
And I'll be, too,
You'll see, happily

So true. When I got there, Ryan and Junior were leaving. Turns out that Katie, the girl who invited us, wasn't there; she was out of town! Oi! I mean, who does that?! Hahaha. So we decided to go to R Place, on Captiol Hill, again. We met up with Matt, who was already tipsy.

The place was pretty packed and it was a lot better than it was on Thursday. Ryan's hot bouncer guy wasn't there but another guy was there (Sluticia!). We also saw Betty and her friends Dave and Simon (I think that's their names...) but she ended coming with us because there was a queue at the place they were going to. She's too impatient to wait in line. I love dancing; it makes me feel sexy ;) and watching couples grind made me want to do the same. *Sigh* Ah well. I love watching other people dance; it's fun and sometimes I see people do moves that make me go 'ohmygosh.'

The night went really well; I didn't drink anything because I kept feeling a slight headache in the back of my head so I didn't want to accidentally trigger anything. Ryan was not impressed haha. He wanted me to go with him up onto the pole and dance; I was NOT drunk enough to do that! Eesh. But we did dance by the mirror (the one in which I saw my backside reflection and thought it was someone else; Ryan and them won't let me live it down!) and Ryan gave me some tips on dancing and some moves. I really need to start practicing in front of a mirror. I was watching myself dance and it didn't look as bad as I thought! Woohoo~ Junior and Matt both got really drunk. I mean REALLY drunk. Junior has a bit more fat and had a bit less to drink so he wasn't completely hammered but Matt...good grief he was absolutely wasted. He was grinding with Junior all night. Geez louise they did not stop. They ARE sluts! Actually, apparently we're all sluts. Haha. Ryan's the original, Sluticia, Junior's Queen Slut, Matt's Baby Slut and I've been dubbed Cheeky Slut. Cheeky because Ryan likes that word and because it's so English. All night, Matt kept grinding on everyone, but mainly on Junior and Junior kept saying how sexy I was, how awesome Ryan was, how great it was that Matt was wasted and how he loves it when everyone's being drunk...even though me and Ryan were completely sober. Oh dear, get the boy some water... Right before closing time, Matt fell over on the dancefloor. Crap. So we both took an arm and carried him off the dancefloor between the two of us and stood to one side to wait for everyone to exit the floor so we could (somehow) get him down 2 flights of stairs and home.

While we were waiting, Matt kept smelling my hair and kissing Ryan, saying how he loved us both, over and over and over and over again. All the while, Junior just kept laughing and kept saying the same things he was saying earlier (see above paragraph). Matt kept blacking out on us and when we started moving towards the stairs, security let us take the employee elevator. So nice. When we got outside, Ryan tried to piggyback Matt but he'd passed out again and was a dead weight. This guy outside saw our distress and came to our rescue, carrying him for a short distance until we decided it was best to get Junior's car and drive him there. We called Georgia, Matt's housemate, and she came and helped us get him to the apartment. Between all this, Matt had become ill and it was NOT a pretty sight. Gross. Lots of paper towels and plastic bags were involved, as well.

We stopped by Starbucks again because Ryan needed a coffee and I'd left my car there. I finally made it home close to 4am. What a night!

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My day started as usual. Woke up at 6:45am to take my sister to work. Came home and went back to sleep. Woke up again at 8 to take my brother to class. Came home and went back to sleep again. Then my routine changed; I got a call from one of the companies I applied to for an internship, asking me to come down today at 10:30. Woohoo. However, I had completely underestimated Seattle traffic: it took me over AN HOUR to get to downtown Seattle when it usually only takes 20-30 minutes! Good grief!!! Needless to say I was totally late for my interview by almost a half hour. I aplogized profusely and explained and she was totally cool about it.

The interview went well, I thought. She went over what the company was about (LizardTech, a software technology company), what the internship would entail, her expectations and my duties, etc., and I talked about why I wanted this internship and why I want to go into marketing/PR/advertising. It was very informal and relaxed; she was wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie! Totally ace. She gave me a quick tour of the office (it was nice and cozy and not too big) and said I'd hear back from her later today because she was seeing another person right after me.

I got her message sometime after 2 and I called her back. Totally got the internship! Go me!! Not only was this my first interview, I was late for it, too! Not to blow up my own ego but I must have what it takes. ~Woohoo~ I accepted and so now I'm totally psyched about it. And I do get $500 at the end of the internship, which is cool. However, I do have 3 more definite interviews next week, which I'll definitely attend. I don't think I should schedule anymore, though... I received another response today and the guy said, "Your interest in the internship excites me!" I'm, like, whoa and wow, someone's excited; he sounds really cool in the email. Should I schedule an interview? It's about the marketing and sales aspects of music... Don't know, don't know. LizardTech sounds cooler, though, and it's about PR which I'm more interested in at the moment than marketing...

I'm knackered.

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Half of my internship applications have replied back; 3 have already got interns for Fall; 3 have already set up interview times and still coordinating with another 3. Woohoo! I'm ready to get some real experience under my belt.

Work is starting to drag a little. I think that's a sign that I need to move on from regular job-jobs because there's no challenge, no change...it's starting to get boring. However, I want a discount at Express, damnit, and I won't get it unless I stay on. I may just have to stay on but only work weekends if they'll let me. Otherwise...I don't know. We'll see.

I need to stop taking work home with me. I'm such a workaholic, I always do that. I was talking to my friend online and I told her where I worked. She then asked me for some advice about bra fittings and different styles and I recommended a bunch to her. Granted, even if I wasn't working at Victoria's Secret, I'd give her advice on what kind of bras to wear anyways. I'm always up-to-date on Vicki's stuff. We started talking about how some women wear lacy bras under thin t-shirts and how it's SO not cute. Theyre all bumpy and pokey; whoever told them it was sexy LIED.

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For you I’d wait til kingdom come

Until my day, my day is done
And say you’ll come and set me free
Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me
('Till Kingdom Come, X & Y, Coldplay)

That's my favourite song on the album. It's vulnerable, honest and beautiful. And it's stuck in my head.

Today I went to Costco to get my tires changed. Good grief, it costed 3 hundred and eighty-four freaking dollars. Eek. But now I can drive (fast) safely and with some peace of mind. :) While we were waiting for the car to get fixed, my sister, brother and I walked to the shopping plaza across the street and did some window shopping. We went to Michael's, an arts and crafts store that I absolutely love - I can spend so much time looking through everything in there - and June bought a 24 set of Prismacolor brand colour pencils, on sale of course. Apparently, these pencils are what all the elite artists use; they're professional colour pencils and they're also really expensive. Luckily, the set she bought was 30% off regular price and only came to about $10. Some of the sets go as high as $150. She's well chuffed with her purchase and was hugging it to herself all the way home. Then we went to Office Depot to browse around and I found these awesome pink folders! They're sold exclusively at Office Depot and 15% of the purchase price from the sale of these folders will go to support breast cancer research, treatment and educational programs. How cool is that! Not only are they PINK but they help a good cause as well! Plus, they're cheaper than the regular ones - even better! So now I have pink folders and have donated some money to a good cause. :D Yay. The funny thing is that I was just thinking that morning, while half asleep because the best ideas always come to me when I'm in that state, about organising some files and bills, and I thought to myself, I need to buy some folders.

My sister got a free ticket for 2 to an advance screening of Elijah Wood's new movie, Everything is Illuminated. However, we got stuck in traffic and didn't make the 7 o'clock start. Bummer. Darn Seattle traffic. At least it was free so we didn't lose anything.

Yesterday, I applied to about 18 internships. Today, I already got a response from 4 of them. Cool. Trying to coordinate times and set up interviews. I'm chuffed. :)

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I got a flat tire...tyre (hehehe)...last night. I drove over something that I wasn't supposed to, having misjudged the distance. Oops. I went down to the shop near my house and they looked over the tire and the verdict: the tire is bald and too dangerous to drive on anymore, therefore it won't do me any good to patch it up. And I need 4 brand new tires. Damn, that's going to cost a big chunk of change. I'm beginning to hate having a car and hate having to need a car. It just costs so much money: petrol, oil changes, more petrol...and now new tires! Argh! Luckily my brother has agreed to pay for some - I'm thinking half because he drives it, too - of it.

My sister found THE cutest picture online the other day:

It's The Phantom of the Opera, which I absolutely LOVE, combined with Stitch from Disney's Lilo & Stitch. The artist, Stefan Ribera, combined the two and it's SO cute!!! I love it!!! It's too bad I can't order a print (because it's copyrighted). Ribera can be found at http://ribera.deviantart.com. While I'm at it, here's my sister's site, too: http://snowanjel.deviantart.com. Check it out; there are some good stuff on there.

Today was supposed to be my day off but I was asked to come into work today because my coworker, Felicia, had a swollen throat or something and needed to get it checked out pronto. So I went in for about 4 hours, which wasn't too bad except that I didn't get much sleep nor get to sleep in. I was reading last night and ended up staying up till almost 1:30. I was up at 6:45 to take my sister to school. I came home and went back to sleep for an hour, then woke up at 8 when Felicia called me, got ready for work, drove my brother to class at 8:20 and made it down to work by 8:45. Whew, what a morning. And I opened up a new card today - woohoo! I'm making it into a challenge (on most days) for and to myself and I can do no other than rise up to the challenge. I does give me great satisfaction when I manage to persuade people and make them see all the benefits that come from having a Victoria's Secret Angels credit card...even though credit cards are still evil. Oh, but the benefits! I'm torn.

Later today, I went back to the mall with my sister to do a bit of window shopping. We went to Express to try on some jeans. They're only $29.50 at the moment. Although it's still a bit pricey (I don't normally pay more than $20 for jeans), it is a very good price for a pair of Express quality (read: top notch) jeans which normally cost somewhere up in the $50+ range. Plus, the 'short' length is the perfect lenth for my shortness, they're super cute and they make my rear end look pretty good, too, I think. All in all, it's a good buy...but I don't need a new pair of jeans...unless I sell some of the ones I have already that I don't wear because I've come to realise that they're just way too long and I've become very picky about the fit of my jeans.

Anyways, I knew I'd dropped a dress size so I grabbed some in size 6 short. They didn't fit all that well; the waistband was gaping! So I'm thinking to myself, ohmygosh, I'm going to need a size 4! The 4 fit really well. Ohmygosh, I've dropped from an 8 to a 4 - TWO sizes! Check me out!! That was a pretty awesome possum discovery and sure made my night. However, I was slightly deflated when I went to Gap and fit a size 6 perfectly. Hmm...oh well. Still smaller than before woohoo! Express jeans make my butt look better than Gap jeans do, so next time I need jeans, it's off to Express (at the next sale time)!

And no song in my head tonight.

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I've been broken, shut down and useless
Feet above me
Hands in the air
You got me falling over and over
You got me twisted tied up and tangled
I do it all for you
You know I've been a fool for you
I thought I tripped on a shoelace
I look down and it's only you

Now I'm standing at a terminal waiting to connect to another plane
If I told you I just cancelled my flight to America
Would you call me insane?
Everything I am has been neatly contained into
the contents of a Samsonite bag
Me, a laptop, 2 suitcases and I'm coming to see you
whether you like it or not

That's the first stanza and chorus from Darren Hayes' Like It Or Not from his Spin album. It has a beautiful melody and the lyrics are so full of meaning. *Listens to it again* I 'loves' it and it's relevant to me.

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Mom came home today, yay! She loved her surprise and said the room looks much better with blue walls. It took forever for her luggage to arrive at baggage claim and her bags were so heavy! She brought back a bunch of art stuff, i.e. books and materials, and clothes for my sister and I. However, she underestimated my size so most of the clothes went to my sister. I lost weight but I'm not chest didn't! Eesh. She was going to buy me a new traditional Chinese dress, aka quipao (pronounced chee-pow) but I told her not to because I wanted to personally pick out a new one; the fabric of my old one is literally coming apart everywhere. I want this one: http://www.ancientmoods.com/customer/product.php?productid=812&cat=339&page=2. But which colour?! Too many choices!! When I get one I'd need to get a matching handbag and shoes; not just any accessories will do because the fabric's so different and unique. It's cool though because I don't need new clothes so the ones I could fit in were a bonus. She didn't buy me any Chinese knotting string though. Bummer. I do have a LOT of string but they're all the thick kind and I'm running out of the thin kind to make tassles. I should contact my old Chinese knotting teacher for supplies...

*Listens to Darren's Like It Or Not again...*

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Today's Monday but this is news from the past weekend. I was way too tired yesterday to write anything and the day before...well, I was out all day and didn't get home until 3am.

Saturday I was at work all day, till 11, and straight after work I headed down to Capitol Hill again to meet up with Ryan and Co. They were having dinner at a really nice looking restaurant called Charlie's, on Broadway, and the food didn't look too bad either. We were heading to a housewarming party near the U and Greenlake, thrown by Ryan's friend, Liam. Georgia, Matt and Mike didn't come out (old fogies!) so Ryan, Junior and I headed up there to check it out. Ryan said Liam is really cute and has an adorable laugh; he was ok and I don't remember him laughing (it's either that or his laugh wasn't memorable/adorable enough). He was really nice though and so were his other 3 housemates and the house was pretty cool. It was the perfect college party house but the 'party' wasn't really happenin'. The people there were in cliques and there wasn't much mingling; it was nothing like the house parties I went to in England.

There was this girl, passed out in Liam's bedroom, who woke up a little later and walked around a bit and she was wearing a tight top and tight (short) skirt, both in white. Now white is a tricky colour to pull off when it's a short, stretchy skirt; only some people, mainly of the slimmer variety, can pull it off. She, however, was not of the slimmer variety and was more on the heavier side. In short, that skirt did NOT look good on her (made her ass look big in a bad way) and that top was squeezing instead of hugging, and the entire ensemble just emphasized her size and detracted from her looks. So not cute. *Grimace*

We stayed for a couple of hours, meeting Liam and his housemates and some other friends. We sat down on the futon couch, chatting to each other, right next to some incense, and I think the fumes got to us because we got a little giggly. The incense all burned up and that's when we decided to leave. We headed to U Village (University Village shopping centre, so named because it's right by the University of Washington) to get coffee at the 24 hour Starbucks (YAY!). The barista forgot about my order though (sad!) so he gave me a free shot of caramel with my latte and I also got a free drink coupon. Way cool! Apparently those coupons are really hard to come by. Fortified by my caramel latte, I drove home and got into bed at 3:30.

And no, it doesn't end there. My sister had joined Key Club at school (this volunteering club) and had to be in Kirkland (about 20 minutes north of here) at 6am, meaning I had to be up at around 5:30 to take her. I went back to sleep right away after I got back but had to wake up again at 10:30 for work. Needless to say I was absolutely knackered at work and towards the end of my shift I got really, really, really irritable and clients were annoying me by just browsing in my section. Jessie is not in a good mood and very anti-social when she doesn't get enough sleep.

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I have Kelly Clarkson's "Behind These Hazel Eyes" stuck in my head because it was the last song I heard on the radio.

Here I am
Once again
I’m torn into pieces
Can’t deny it
Can’t pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up deep inside
But you won’t get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

I'm not sad, though; I'm happy and it's all due to one person. :D Imagine me driving in my car and singing along at the top of my lungs. Use imagination because that's something no one will ever experience (me singing full blast in my car). Why? Because I only do it when I'm alone because I know no one else appreciates it.

Something I see everyday at work really, really, REALLY annoys me: all these people with Coach handbags, especially 12-year-old girls who have no business carrying a handbag like that! It seems like everyone has one and it gets on my nerves because I actually like Coach purses. I was thinking about saving up money and buying one when they go on sale at Nordstrom or Macy's but I don't think I'm going to do that anymore; I hate having something that is so easily recognized and everybody else has. It's like scallies (English equivalent to white trash) ruining Burberry, except these girls aren't scallies. It's the same deal with Louis Vuitton handbags as well. *Makes a disgusted noise*

My coworker did the most amazing thing to me today. I was complaining about my shoulders aching and she came up behind me and pressed 2 pressure points at the base of my neck. My legs almost gave out beneath me and I had to grab the counter to hold myself up; that's how good that felt. Ohmygod, I need to ask her where exactly she pressed so I can teach it. I really need a good shoulder rub. I also need to do something about my wrist. It aches as well; it feels as if I bent it backwards and kept it in that position for too long. The tendons on the back of my wrist and hand ache. I'm falling apart here.

A couple of days ago, one of my managers, Clara, said the nicest thing to me at work. She praised me for my good work, interacting with and helping clients, knowing what I needed to do and when and being pro-active, and she said it seems like I've been there for a really long time. I was so pleased! I know it's not often that managers praise their employees - most tend to reprimand more than praise - so the fact that she went out of her way to thank me was awesome. I really love working with these girls and the job's not too bad (except for the part that we have to constantly ask people to open credit cards, which I don't like doing). It's just going to make it that much harder to leave. Two of the girls there went to the same high school I did and I knew one of their brothers! But I really hate asking people if they have an Angels credit card; even though I have one and I know it's really cool because they send you all these coupons and special offers and discounts, credit cards are still evil.

My brother finished painting the rest of the ceiling of my mom's room today. Yay the room's all painted, it looks beautiful and I'm moving her stuff back in tomorrow. She's going to be SO surprised and pleased with it. I can't wait for her to see it!

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I haven't felt the urge to buy anything in many months; or, rather, nothing has really caught my eye. Until today. I was browsing through the catalog at work and found these shoes. They're gorgeous, covered in a beautiful brocade which is SO romantic and totally me because it's reminiscent of bygone eras (Regency England - early 1800s - is my favourite era in history dontchu know!), it's from Victoria's Secret so I know it's good quality stuff (plus I get a discount there) and best of all, it's got a kitten heel (kitten heels are about an inch or so, in case you didn't know), which means they won't hurt as bad, IF they hurt at all, when I wear them for several hours. I want! However, even after a discount, they're over my limit for how much I'm willing to pay for shoes. I'll just wait till they go on sale. :D Hehehe. Oh, and I've also seen a pair of knickers that are SO cute. Again, waiting till the sale!

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Yesterday, Wednesday, was Betty's birthday. Ryan and Junior were already in Seattle and we three were gonna go watch The Exorcism of Emily Rose (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0404032/) before heading out to meet up with Betty but we'd missed the showing so didn't. Missed a chance to scare myself silly, but oh well.

Anyways, I met up with Ryan, Junior and Matt at Matt & Georgia's place (I'll put a face to these names soon, I promise!). They live on Capitol Hill, near downtown Seattle, and I had to find street parking, which sucked. At the apartment, we sat around waiting for Betty to ring us and let us know where she wanted to go. We ended ringing her *rolls her eyes* and found out she was already drunk'ish at Wildrose, a lesbian bar a couple of blocks away. We got there and she was outside the bar, but still considered inside because there was a fence on the sidewalk, dividing "inside" and "outside." She gave me a sip of her beer, for me to try, and it was really bland, not gross like other beers. But when we went up to the door, with our IDs ready to show, the bouncer said, "You guys drank on the sidewalk. You guys can't come in." Then Ryan says, "I didn't drink," and the bouncer says, "I don't care, all you guys can't come in." Talk about SUPER RUDE!! He wasn't even nice about, like, "I'm sorry guys but you drank on the sidewalk and it's against our policy." They need to work on their customer service! I'm boycotting lesbian bars! AND, it wasn't even a proper drink; it was a small SIP. Geez louise! What turds!! Plus, he didn't have to be a total jerk about it.

So we went to R Place, a couple of blocks away, and waited for Betty and Co. there. It's a nice place, with a pub downstairs, a sitting area and pool table upstairs and another bar and dancefloor on the top floor. My friends are regulars there and I met a couple of other regulars. One of them was this Londoner, who was born in the US but was raised in England. Made me miss it so!! He was cool. We made our way upstairs to the dancefloor and the music was pretty good. I had my customary coke (I was driving, too) and we sat around watching the dancers for a bit. The music got better and we joined in.

Suddenly I spotted someone really hot in the crowd and pointed him out to Ryan. Apparently, the guy's a bouncer at R Place and looked like a cross between my friend Clara's husband and my ex-boyfriend, but way hotter than both. And Ryan wants him...but Ryan thinks he doesn't like him. I said that he looks and sounds to be one of those men-of-few-words type. OOooOO. I think they need to hook up. :D

And the funniest thing happened!! We were dancing on the floor and behind me was a mirror, which I didn't know was there. So we were dancing our heads off when I noticed someone behind me out of the corner of my eye and did a double take, thinking, "Whose ass is that behind me??" And it was MY ass!! Ahahahahaha!!!! I had that 'ohhhhhh i see' look on my face when i turned around to face my friends and they were all giving me the 'you did not think that was someone else did you' look and I grinned sheepishly. We laughed hilariously and laughed about it the rest of the night. Fun times, fun times.

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Tuesday was housework day. That's all I did all day! I felt like a housewife...which was alright. I felt productive, having gotten so much work done. I took my sister to school, as usual, at the ungodly hour of 7am. Why do they make high schoolers start so damn early?! They need more sleep than the little kids! Anyways, I couldn't sleep when I got home so I chatted online for a several of hours, missing England and Sun Cafe.

Around noon I washed the dirty dishes from last night (lazy siblings!) and made lunch - spaghetti bolognaise! Well, it was actually farfalle (bow shaped) with bolognaise sauce (that's tomato sauce with ground beef to all you Americans) and it was pretty good. I even added a half of an onion, minced of course, but sadly didn't have more garlic. I have no idea where my mom keeps the garlic; I can't find anything in our kitchen! AH!!

Afterwards, my brother and I continued painting the rest of the room and decided to paint the popcorn ceiling, as well. We couldn't leave it the original colour as we thought we could; it looked way too horrible. But, as it's a "popcorn ceiling," the process was slow going and neck-cramp inducing. I know how Michelangelo supposedly felt like when he painted the Sistine Chapel...but then again, I think he laid on his back on the scaffolding to paint that. Well, anyways, if it were a flat ceiling, it'd so be done by now but as it is, it's only about half painted. I think we're running out of paint. Damn.

I also reorganised my closet. I threw out a bag of clothes, giving away 2 big bags of clothes to charity and also put in a hanging canvas shelf unit. It looks so clean and organised now! Yay. Feels SO good to get rid of all those clothes that I don't wear, didn't need nor want. Now I just have to do that to the rest of the house...

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My brother and I started painting my mom's room today. She's visiting relatives in Taiwan right now so we thought it'd be a nice surprise for her when she gets back. The original colour's a dark peach and although it's nice but it's too dark for such a dinky room, and a tree grows outside the window so not a lot of sunlight is let in to begin with. We're painting it a sky blue - a much lighter colour - which'll really open up the room and so far so good. I've managed to only get paint on my hands and my brother got paint on his feet when he accidentally stepped on the paint can lid. We only painted half of the room because my mom has really heavy furniture and we didn't want to haul everything out and back in again; we're finishing the rest of it tomorrow. So far, it looks awesome...but I think the fumes are getting to me.

I was watching a show about hauntings on the Travel channel today and they started talking about the Odeon Cinema in Bristol, England! I was, like, I've been there! I didn't know it was haunted. Apparently, a manager was shot and died there decades ago and his spirit haunts the place. OOOoooOOOooo.

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Last night Ryan, Junior and I went to Element, a club in downtown Seattle, which tookover the old Polyesters. The place was nice! Sophisticated and chic, there was 2 floors to the 21 and over side. Downstairs was a bar and the dancefloor that had a lit-up floor - way cool. Upstairs had a bar and LOTS of lounging area. Lots of wide, black leather sofas and tan leather chaise lounge type benches, and matching ottomans with low backs. The sitting area was diveded into smaller 'rooms' by hanging dividers made of sheets of square fabrics in matching colours. I should ask them where they got their furniture...whoever did the interior decorating did an amazing job. While upstairs, you can peer down and watch the dancers on the floor.

I've missed dancing and even though I'm feeling like an old woman - my knees got a bit sore while on the dancefloor - it was great! Americans dance a whole lot different than the English do, and as much as I love the English, I have to say American dancing is sexier...in fact, it can be downright scandalous. Racy, raunchy, earthy, sweaty, ass shaking, slutty some may even say...phew. It's hot, hot, HOT!

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I had the most wonderful wakeup call this morning. :D *wallows in the happy glow* talk about making my day! 'Home' is not Seattle anymore; it's England. And I'm heading back as soon as I can...which, really, isn't soon enough! I want to go home NOW. I'm working on it, I'm working on it.

Kelly Clarkson's Because of You keeps playing everywhere so I've had it stuck in my head for a couple of days. I just found out that she co-wrote the song with Ben Moody of Evanescence (and another guy)! Cool. She's been so depressing lately; her last single was about heartache, too, called Behind These Hazel Eyes. Cheer up Kelly! That doesn't prevent me from liking the songs though. I didn't like her so much during her first album but Breakaway, the first single off her new album, I absolutely love. It's inspiring. The character in the song is taking a risk for the chance to make her dreams come true and I totally feel it; that's what I'm going to do when I leave Seattle. My dreams and my future lies across the pond and I'm going for it.

But I digress. Anyways, I like Because of You because I mentally subsitute my own words and mine are happy words. She sings:

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don’t get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you I am afraid

My words sound something like, 'because of you, I never fear to fly too close to the sun; because of you I feel like dancing in the rain without an umbrella; because of you, I discovered so much about myself that I didn't know before; because of you, I am unafraid.' Something like that. I'm happy, can't you tell?! :D!!

Tonight I'm going out with Ryan and Junior, to some club in downtown Seattle. I'm looking forward to it cuz I haven't been to a club in months and haven't danced in just as long! Gotta look cute even though I ain't looking to impress nobody.

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