dalena | 25 | counting fancies
a dancer with mosaic
working at the learning lab
4th feb 1986
clearing out her wardrobe
eric & serene
desktop tower defence
go fug yourself
oh no they didn't
pink is the new blog
the butterfly tales
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Spent about 5 hours at the salon getting my hair washed, cut, blown, curled, teased into various styles just now...it took forever and ever but was pretty fun I suppose. Despite my countless protests he still cut my fringe anyway so I look like an idiotic doll now. :( Can't wait for my fringe to grow out again! I need to stop cutting my hair so often, the layers are increasing each time and my fringe gets progressively shorter. Shall not cut until the A's are over! (then again, that was what I said the last time too :|)
Freedom finally, now that prelims are more-or-less over. Well, that is until next tuesday for me, when the dreaded s papers start, but after next wednesday it's time to PAAAAAARTAAAAAAY! I can't imagine having to go through another round of this torture again for the A's, what a dreadful thought.
Recently, I've gotten addicted to the doll-maker, thanks to rachel. It's practically a virtual barbie site, but even better, because you can change the face shape, hairstyle, eyes, nose, mouth, outfit, background, and so on at will. Appeals to the inner girl in me. :)
It's time for a sleepover soon, haven't had one for ages and ages. And perhaps a trip or two to the beach? Anybody interested? ;)
I watched the clouds (transparent as lies), as they slipped from the moon like a nightgown, and whispered a prayer in the breath of a sigh. On the orphic wings of silent wishes, you'll receive it when all is still subdued and sublime in snapshot repose, before the first light awashes the world. Then I will stand before you, star-kissed and haloed by gentle moonbeams, a ripple in your dreams.
Listening to: Number 1 Crush, Garbage.