Well, it's time for fresh and new. I'm turning over a new leaf. I'm not sure how exactly, and I'm fairly certain I'm happy on the leaf I'm on, so maybe I'm not really doing anything new after all. I just feel happy at the moment, and I have been meaning to come on SitDiary for the last couple of days and excitedly ramble on about my days. But I haven't had time! And now that I have a day off I finally came back on the internet after months of absence. I have a feeling my mother is trying to add me to MySpace. Dear GOD woman. Let's hope she never finds this place. Not that I'm ashamed of it, or anything. Hmm, I haven't written a lot this year. I've written a lot down in various other places, like in hard copy form or on my chik blog for a while there. I wanted to write on Monday though! I wanted to describe how I was feeling for someone, to articulate how easy it is for me to fall in love with someone. It went something like this: "There's a sticker on your back but I don't think you're supposed to know." That was it. I fell in love. OH MY GOSH I SUCK. So I had Korean last night. Sophie, Vince and I went to a restaurant on Bourke St, and it tasted so good. I can only describe the rice as a bowl of happy. OH. I was so not expecting the food to be that good. But it really was. [I'm reading my old entries in another browser, yeah, I have learnt so much in the last couple of months. It was good that I was so excited about uni, but I think I invested too much in making superficial friends. Even my mum told me that they wouldn't allll last! Well, it's nothing to me now anyway, I still have the best friends ever. But I don't know, I just felt kind of fascinated by my own naivety. Alright, back to reading.] [Oh, and I so am not nostalgic about last year anymore, this year is great.] =] No but seriously, just HOW GOOD IS REGINA SPEKTOR? She is so lovely. I remember, one day a few weeks ago I just wanted to write to her and tell her about everything, absolutely EVERYTHING that was going on in my life. I was going to write it in ink, with my size 00 paintbrush. But when I got home I couldn't find the paintbrush, so it never eventuated. I just listened to Temptation again, making it the 101st time I've played it on iTunes. Woot. I wonder when Megan will get back? I'm bored. The time is 2:34. The other day I was at the train station at 12:34:56, and I wanted to take a photo but I was alone and felt a bit stupid. So I took another sip of my Pepsimax and let the moment go. I was going to go into a spiel about how when I mentioned friends at work yesterday Sophie was asking if they were boys and so the topic came up, and Vince went quiet before asking out of the blue if the one I was avoiding was weird or something. I was just like, "No, I just really like him." He went quiet again. And I could have gone on about how last week was a week of arguments because I had to work with Simon three shifts in a row and the boy doesn't shut up. I was reminded of that when I mentioned Pepsimax because I got it out of the vending machine and it fizzed up and bubbles out everywhere at Melbourne Central station the other night, and he just laughed. And how Danielle really didn't want to meet my friends, yet always complained about how I never invited her to my work occasions even though I'm always invited to hers. DUDE. I so invited her to dinner last night, and she declined. Even Friday lunch, she declined. *sigh* Oh well. Toorah, loves. I'm going to come back and be all happy and blog more often, because it's fun. xx