In which I play the role of an ignorant Australian with astounding accuracy.
- Me: So, which part of America are you from?
- Professor: Canada
- Me: /facepalm
Times like this where I appreciate the weird closeness I have with my mother (via text message).
- Me (at a restaurant): Guess what I'm eating?
- Mum: Recharged [phone] to find out what you're eating.
Random thought of the day.
If I were a character in a sitcom (be it popular or otherwise), I would most likely be the mostly intelligent one who everyone perceives is agreeable enough but is in reality cynical and cunning. I’d also be the one who was extremely unlucky in love despite a reputation for being diplomatic and wise.
Agonising over the opposite sex.
Just another part of my life in which I am constantly rendered clueless.
Starting salsa dance lessons in a couple of weeks.
Basically, I was looking for a way of getting fit without exercising and this seems to be the most obvious solution. Fortunately, a place in the city runs free salsa classes so me and Alex will be heading there from March 8th onwards!
Also, I’m coming to the sobering conclusion that I’m becoming a people person and crave social interaction 24/7. Never thought this would happen to me, ever.
Looking at food on the internet rather than getting out of bed to eat because you’re too lazy to scavenge.
My life.
This is why I need constant preoccupation.
May or may not be going slightly mad.
Just realised that this is the most content I’ve been in a while.
And I don’t have Facebook, 34289482934 friends or a boyfriend. Just a busy, fulfilling schedule, a degree + diploma combo that I’m loving to pieces and a handful of really good friends.
Take note, Bethany. Take note.
Let’s do some sharing.
Here’s the deal. Ask me anything you want and I’ll take a look at your profile!
