



May I point out a few points -
1. I actually used to die for this song when I went through my gangsta phase in grade 8/9
2. What is he wearing on his head?
3. ...
That's all I have.



So anyway, other than that I haven't really been doing anything.. I've been staying with my nan the past few days.
She's so cute. We played cards for about 6 hours. It got intensely compeditive.. but in the end nan always wins.
Cards is maybe the only reason other than the obvious (cookies) that I go to my nans place. I could play cards all day every day. My ideal date would be a game of cards with cold rock bubblegum and cookie dough icecream on the side and I would be on the date with Billy Conolly, the man who stole my heart.



Wouldn't it be the coolest thing ever to have vaguely purple hair.
This was in the May 2009 issue of Vogue. It's creepy, but I have probably looked at it like ten billion times, I still have the magazine inface. I am a magazine collector, and I like to keep them in date order and magazine order on my bookshelf.
I also love love love coffee table books.. If you ever want a way to my heart, it's through a coffee table book. The one I'm looking at at the moment is Twiggy: a life in photographs.
This would be another way into my heart:

Listen to the lyrics of this song.. crickidy-craaaaazyy.
I'm actually obsessed at the moment.