do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you?
(Song: Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful?- Lea Salonga and Peter Saide)

Good question, Peter Saide. [STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS PRACTICALLY FIVE METRES FROM YOU, WITH NO BARRIERS, AND DID NOT ASK FOR YOUR AUTOGRAPH!!]

Cough. Anyway- finished all homework due tomorrow -MY EYES STILL WATER FROM BOOK 16 OF THE ODYSSEY- and one question from Maths' 4.5 warm-up because I felt that if I were to be hardworking, it had to be at least an angle question! You know, the kind where they're like, "Given this diagram, find the unknown angles." Call me a nerd, but they're kind of fun.

Eh- anyway- what was I going to say?

I think the whole point of this post was to inform you guys -because it's so riveting- that I finished all my homework due tomorrow. Yes. Indeed.

Eh.

Oh yeah- the other day I had this urge to make black or grey polyester wideleg pants, and then decorate them with flickers of neon paint/glitter. You know, where you put paint, then bend the brush (hair?) back, and then FLICK IT UP! Hopefully it wouldn't be too big and splattery because then the pants wouldn't be that nice.

Then tonight I had another urge, this time to don some Sergio Rossi (I wish) zipped (zippered?) strappy heels in black, and a grey slightly pleated dress made of something like hard silk -but not Thai silk- (I can't really name the material), and some hard-rock necklace with tulle and diamonds. And have dark brown hair, long and wavy, delicately draped with a thin necklace of diamonds as a tiara- oh fine, that's a lingering dream from ages ago. ):

I suppose a little part of me still wants to be a ballerina...