swirling in shock

omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg

sorry i'll stop before i start getting repetitive. so what (catastrophic) event has reduced my (though limited to begin with) vocabulary to three blasphemous letters? my long lost baby mags decided to pop up on my doorstep at 8:30 last night. what a lovely 'surprise' (fright). she seems to find it amusing (questionable taste in humour) to watch my face distort into what she calls the 'holyshitimhallucinating (again)' face.

(roughly translating to. my sxc sxc gf returned from her long 3 year exile in china, her light a bright and scorching presence warming up my bleak and mundane existence. delicious :] )

i would post a photo of her darling face but alas, mags has not quite finished her fun, and she plans to pleasantly (hm.) surprise several other poor unsuspecting souls. i suppose photos of aghasted faces might liven up this blog a slight. anyway. shh keep it quiet

on a lighter (i also love making tasteless puns whenever i can think one up in time) note. sydney streets are playing host to the dazzling Smart Light event from the 26/05 - 14/06 (time: 6PM - midnight). my aunt went to check it out last night and hopefully her crackerjack photography shall inspire some more visitors (unlike my fail positioning of the photos) :]

so definitely take a walk, smell the night air, take photos of yourself in embarrassing poses bathed in rainbow lighting (personal favourite), and tell me what you thought, perhaps donate some ridiculous(ly lovely) photos?

i wont push it.

hoping to be enlightened (im sorry) by your thoughts soon,

xx shirls

intro?

perhaps it is the absence of facebook, myspace, twitter, and whatnots, in my life rendering me with a lack of an online source for expression, release...ok, procrastination, but i found myself making a blog. and if you continue to follow this, you will find that yes, stating the obvious is a habit of mine. i can also be very longwinded, yet concluding at a point not any different to where/what i started off with.

so maybe it'll be wise to stop reading now, save what precious seconds you have in this one-time-offer journey of 'life'. personally, i'd much rather be wasting my seconds on diamondkt or, for a change of bloggy-scenery, the following:

- eating tofu
- sleeping
- reading frankie (magazine)
- (still) attempting to solve the rubix cube
- building a card house on my keyboard (progress may be hindered if you're also typing on said keyboard)
- sitcom marathon! (house, the simpsons, family guy, how i met your mother, monk, daria, etc.)
- baking cake (edible? questionable. im not a big fan of cake either. but getting covered in flour, priceless fun)
- find a secluded place in the park & cloud watch
- tp something! (how i met your mother. 4.18.murtaugh ); bum out with hobos (possible friends of mine)

im not a big fan of capitals either. nor apostrophes (general laziness). if i were able to understand it, i wouldnt even finish half the letters i write (i do it anyway. i spend half my studying time deciphering wannabe hieroglyphs)

and i suppose thats enough of the lets-list-everything-i-like spree (i tend to go on one every introduction, so fear no more, unless i happen to get a facebook. so really. fear not).

if by chance you would like to spend a few more seconds to leave a comment (lovely), you may also go on a list-everything-about-me spree =) the only thing i love more than going on one, is reading them!

as much as i try not to be, i am shamefully corny. (but hopefully it'll grow on you)

xx shirley