BEGINS.

And I started the new month off by sleeping at 6am and waking up at 4pm. Not good when your meant to be in class. But oh well.

I am still a bit sleepy. So... I'm just gonna... zZz.............

I'd take a photo, but I'm not stupid.

Anyway, I've had this account for ages now. And I only got it to follow the Lolita LJ communities, and it's just good to have an account on LJ, just is case. In case of what? I have no idea. But it's good to know I have one.

However, I seldom touch my LJ account for anything.

I used to be a blogger, like... 6 or 7 years ago on Xanga. Then I got lazy.

Don't worry, just because I'm (trying to start) blogging again doesn't mean I'm not lazy anymore. It just means I want to blog again. Okay, not really.

Actually, I'm about to embark on an experiment on myself. A strict diet of water and veggies. Ok, so, I'm lying when I say "strict". It's more of a "malleable" diet. I will allow herbal teas, some fruit juice (I say "some" because apparently fruit in general have a lot of sugar and I'm trying to cut down on the sugar intake), fish and meat, if I have too. What I mean by "if I have too", is that my family reaaaaally like their BBQs and so... at times like those, I will allow myself to go completely apeshit on LAMB. Because I love lamb. :D

I will not touch coke (the legal and illegal kind), coffee (the instant and fancy kind), sweets (but bakegoods I will allow. Because I want too.) and anything else that hangs around the top of the food pyramid. I will also avoid dairy products, namely, milk because I've become a little lactose intolerant and everytime I drink a milk coffee, I fart. :D

This will begin in JUNE 1st 2009 12.00am.

So, my reasons for starting this blog was to keep track of this "diet". So, I don't epically fail by draining a can of coke at 12.01am on June 1st "by accident". Plus, I feel like babbling about how boring my life is, like so:

Today, I was forced asked to be my cousin's model for make-up. Quick 411 on my cousin: He's from Vietnam. Came to AUS 2 weeks ago. Trained in hairdressing and make-up artistry. Yes, he is a man. Amazingly, he's not gay. He's married. She's quite pretty.

I learnt several things today. One, I look fucking weird with proper make up on. I generally wear tinted moisturizer, black eyeliner and sometimes, mascara (rarely though). Oh, and Lucas Papaw Treatment. It's the new Vaseline. Two, the make-up was great, but I looked reeeeeaaally vietnamese, but a transexual (me love you long time) prostitute vietnamese. Not a vietnamese girl going to a formal occasion. And three, I look fucking weird with proper make up on.

Other than that, it was a boring day today. I still suck at blow waves. And I still hate hairdressing.