This is morning in all it's glory: I began this day with putting on anti-inflammatory cream on my ankle. Seconds after, I wisely put one of those recently dipped-in-cream fingers in my eye. It hurt. Like Listerine and toothpaste. Desperately, I ran up the stairs to my bathroom to rinse that constantly swelling eye. Since I was in quite a hurry (to avoid looking like a one-eyed pirate), I came up not too dressed. While screaming a bit, I hear the poor cleaning lady greeting me good morning. Poor woman. What a morning. Fortunately the rest of the day made up for it.

Pain, pain, I know your game. I've spent the entire day at Alexander's place, on his couch. Cramping like hell. I tell you, it's god's greatest punishment to women. And all the anxiety, the dizzying blood loss and the extra eating and crying doesn't really make up for the pain. All women should get some sort of award or some kind of reimbursement. Or at least a free ticket to New Moon.

Sunday was a good day. It began with brunch at Clarion Hotel with near and dear ones. But the biggest event of the day was of course my man turning into an old man. 23 years of age. Like a liquor that only gets better with age.

Oh well, duty calls, studies awaits.

Guess who's going to New York in march to run the half marathon?

Long time no see! Friday night and I'm sitting on my couch with family watching this weeks episode of Idol. And writing an essay on a silent movie from 1927. But that's a-okay since I had a an awesome night last night. Me and some of the girls went to see the movies and saw Twilight followed by New Moon. With the risk of sounding girly: I LOVE TWILIGHT! I brought ginger snaps, candy, a thermos of coffee, water, blankets, slippers and so on. Five hours later, out of the theatre, we all remembered what the fuzz with mr Pattinson is all about. grr.

Just because I can't use my foot to move myself doesn't mean I can't use my foot to move a needle. I've been awesome and sewn a dress from scratch. It obviously needs to be ironed, but otherwise I'm pretty pleased. White satin, black beads, a few sequins, and a red satin bow.

Notis:

My dearest, sweetest readers. PLEASE click and boost! I want to go to New York!

This is what I call hot.

Love it! Keeping it clean.

Oh my, oh my. I just picked up developed photos from my graduation. A few nights ago I had a dream that we we're too drunk on all the pictures to even be in them. Well, we were drunk alright, but we were (in some cases unfortunately) in them. I'm going to scan some of the photos when I get home so some people can see and perhaps answer some of the "wtf...?"'s I've got. All in all though I have to say thank you Jojo for the camera! I'm going to start buying these disposable cameras now. For real.

Moi et my sister. The two of us plus grannie have finally booked DUBLIN. YAY. And tonight another trip with the girls is waiting to be booked. December is really going to be something-something.