I skipped class and went shopping today. Thankful that they somehow haven't droned the Christmas carols on yet, i bought a man's shirt that fits like a glove mitten and a long grey cardigan that dares me to wear like a dress. Sometimes, i kinda like how 'inappropriate' fashion can be. That, or i am an eternal adolescent who never knows better. Luckily, I am comfortable with either scenario.

I also did laundry. I love doing laundry. Something about separating my everyday skin into piles of colours and textures and contexts, and then breathing in their chemically fresh meadow scent, fills me such joy it should be illegal. I then baked a batch of brownies, half of which was consumed by the time Glee! sang its way to the finish line and i plowed through another tea pot to endure the incredibly godawful-yet-awesome Melrose Place, aka Guilty Pleasure '09*.

Sometimes i'm so good, i should get an Oscar.



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* Token Goodie-Turned-"Bad"-"Asian"-Who-Wants-To-Be-A-Doctor? Hot-Surfer-Chef-Could-Be-Murderer? Ashlee acting? MICHAEL MANCINI AND AMANDA-WHATEVER-HER-BITCHAZ-NAME-IS?! Dramatic cheese voice-over is right: it's scandalous! Scandalously bad it's FANTASTIC!!**
** I can't wait for this 90s reminiscing fest is over (only i kinda like rummaging through my childhood memory and wear back all that attitude).