Beauty = Pain II

BEAUTY WARS - EPISODE II ATTACK OF THE CUTICLES!!

Ouch. My poor cuticles, under the assualt of that mini angle-griner thingo!!! My nails kinda hurt, and its damn obtrusive when one tries to type. I can't type upright anymore, my nails are on this below forty-five degree angle slant so it's just the pad of my fingertip that comes into contact with the keyboard. They feel heavy and weird, but ah they look magnificent. Everything has a price. I sat there for about an hour I guess, a lot more convenient than the full acrylic which takes approximately three.

It's cool, and I really wonder why all these nail women, halt, sorry "nail technicians" are all Vietnamese? Seriously. The woman gave me a "school formal special." She asked me if it was my formal to which I replied, and she asked me what school I said McAule, and that it was on Thursday. Apparently there are a number of schools that have it on Thursday. She asked me "Have a couple of your friends come here?" So I'm guessing it was pretty common. Well my mum was going all agro that it cost $45. However, being the nice woman that she was, the nail lady gave it to me for forty which I paid ten bucks for - so there ya go mum, you only pay thirty now.

Pa picked me up from Westpoint today! He told me to meet him on the second floor at Myer. Odd. Ok. But ah fate, you are so kind to me. I'm beginning to think that, that "Law of Attraction" thing that "The secret" book talks about may be true. For oh how my lovely Adonis is always on my mind and I was like "Myer? wtf? It's not like he' show up there." Yet ah we all know what happens next? Yes you do.

NOT.

HE wasn't at Myer people.

He was on the travelator going down to Myer just as my dad and I were traversing upward. Ok, yeah I'm playing with you guys. You know, he ALWAYS seems to appear when I lift my head up. Honestly! I was looking down in my "Diva" bag (don't kill me Dyanne! I had a prac today!)returning my purse in there after retrieving it to extract ten dollars to pay for my nails. Then who suddenly careers into my peripheral vision but Asian Adonis and co. happily waving at me! :D *melt* his smile is gorgeous...I waved back as equally happy of course and was suddenly launched into higher spirits whilst trying to supress a fit of ecstatic giggles. (GOODNESS I AM PATHETIC!) Anyway my dad is like:

"Who were those volcano faces?" *Tim's invention for acne ridden adolescents*

EXCUSE ME! THEY WERE NOT VOLCANO FACES! Well my dad refers to every boy I know as a "volcano face" I replied with "They're not Volcano faces!" They're gorgeous, pretty, smexy faces....

I don't feel so pathetic anymore. Honestly who can feel pathetic when they're listening to System?

You know who I'm somewhat pissed at? Doza, you can't just uninvite someone from the formal just two fucking days before! That's extremely rude! It's against common courtesy, that's just so dog, that's cut! Two weeks to a month before, then ok, fine that's acceptable, that's enough notice - however two days? That's way too close, he could of purchased stuff already and PB doesn't even have a formal this year! And he was really looking forward to going! That's just rude. Now I'm not getting pissed just because the said date has connections to the Asian Adonis (in fact they're friends) (well I am somewhat, yes you know me so well Dyanne). Yet I am mostly indignant because that's against common courtesy. I'd rather him over the other guy! Mainly because well, you know, you take a lot of photos at the formal and maybe you know, seeing as they're friends and all... one may leak back to Asian Adonis.....*hopeful glee*

OH YES, YOU GO LAUGH DYZ.

However, this sordid tale does thankfully have an optimistic conclusion, we found a ticket for him from a lovely fellow student - which he will reimburse, of course. AAAAH! I'M GETTING EXCITED!!! LOOOK! LLOOK AT THE TIME! IN TWO HOURS AND FIVE MINUTES I CAN OFFICIALLY SAY: "THE FORMAL IS TOMORROW!!"

squeeeeeeee!!

LOL. Meh, I'm such a girl.

I must return to my schoolwork. Ah yes, it is but the second last day of official classes and yes I am still commited to schoolwork. NO! I don't want to write another debate! I thought I was done with that crap! urgh. I don't want to do it. Ah well, debate writing I go. I'm so sad.

Bye for now, but not forever

Until next time -

- deeh xox.

P.S He's so preeeetttyyy....shut up Dana!!