Hello. Woke up early in the morning with an agenda to mug like a JC student. Heh. I'm going to be productive as hell today and nothing's going to stop me! But I won't know until it's the end of the day and realise, "Oh, I didn't study that much today. There's still (insert a million unread chapters here) to read up on."
Mum found Grandaddy O's old school aviators (as seen above). It looks super classy. I know that he rides a Vespa and had a whole collection of shades, aviators and all. How come he's so cool and I'm like this. Sitting on my ass all day in front of the laptop (whom I will officially call Lenny). I have this serious fetish for masculine things. Like high tops, oversized t-shirts, and even this aviator is a little masculine. Maybe, it's just me. OR, it could be that I have been overexposed to androgen in my prenatal years. I might be growing a moustache soon and never realise it, or even have a developed clitoris - a condition called congenital adrenal hyperplasia (CAH). Err yeah.
Got bored and so decided to do up a HOLIDAY TO-DO list for the upcoming 2 months. Obviously, it includes guitar (and mastering the barre chords), probably redesigning the blog (this and LJ - that bitch), learning to use Photoshop, reading self-help books, organising my life, doing eye exercise on a daily basis and doing pious things - which is totally between God and me. Shall embrace my asexual orientation for the next month. And need to stop using profanities, verbal and written.
Saw this awesome pair of shoes, btw.
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I ate hot dogs for breakfast,
And most probably lunch,
Huda
