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latte girl has uncool dates
2008-05-05 - 9:45 a.m.

err. so i had waraku on friday and then cafe iguanas. the chips will ruin me but they are sooooo good warm. and then on saturday i had dimsum at victor's, the tiffin room buffet at raffles (which was not worth it!!) and then waraku for dinner again. and my phone died because coffee seeped into it and now my wallet smells of coffee. the intense smell of latte wraps itself around me like a security blanket wherever i go. i must be latte girl.

was talking to jeff and he told me about how he plans all his dates. so far he's brought so many girls to the nutcracker, les miserables and many other plays. had picnic on top of some hill. went to niagara falls (drove some 300km back and forth). went hiking. jeeze he was supposed to be the boring relative.

i think of pretty sentences when i cross the streets and think that maybe i should write it down so i can put it in the blog. but i never do and they remain as they are. impulses.

i was just thinking about people who don't.. consciously attempt to be fashionable. is it because they are comfortable in their own skin and think they look good enough, so they actually possess greater inner beauty? or is it because they possess so little confidence that they can't be bothered, and therefore have a certain complex that diminishes inner and outer beauty? i was thinking it's not quite fair to girls who try to be fashionable, because it's a way of trying to define your own type of beauty, because not everyone is born with a pretty face. and not everyone was told she was cute as a kid. so when you try to be fashionable, it's a way of defining a kind of beauty that gives you inner beauty. so, trying to be fashionable is a way of defying your natural space on the hierarchy of ermm.. i dunno. goodlookingness. trying to do more than what god-given resources you've been given. so you can achieve more.

i actually added more questions but i'm tired of typing on my wonky keyboard. musings some other time; beauty is always not too far from my mind. but the entire musing was triggered by cousin who told me that fixation on beauty diminishes inner beauty. i didn't disagree, and i didn't agree. i'm still working things out. but cousin pizzed the shit out of me when he told me that my metaphysical rationalizing of the universe was his eleventh grade mindset, and that christianity is his greater, more profound 22nd year old mindset.

i snarled: if tom stoppard and i are at your eleventh grade mindset, you must be fucking regressing.

PS. i don't mean to offend any christians but i'd have preferred that cousin said i had an alternative mindset instead of suggesting that his was profound-er.

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