Okay so I have a huge soft spot for jewelry that combines pearls with ribbons/bows.
Because the pearls are all shiny and round, but the ribbon is all soft and textured.




Anyhow, I got fed up because all of the bracelets with actual good designs that I found were a billion dollars.
By a billion I mean over a hundred. But still.

And I'm a real ass in the sense that even though they're pretty I still scrutinize their design and secretly think they need to do better.

So I decided that if I'm going to spend over $100 on a flawed bracelet, I may as well just NOT spend $100 and make myself a flawed bracelet.

So here goes...

Materials:


Pink faux pearls. As in plastic.




White freshwater pearls. Potato. As in flawed in shape and ridged, therefore cheaper.




A bit of ribbon.




Silver wiring.




And because I want some chink-chink to the bracelet, an old unworn unloved bracelet.




And now.


10:54 pm.
Wired through middle section of bracelet, inserted pearls and ribbon into wiring.




Like thus.




11:10 pm.
Got farther along...





11:41pm.
Finished metal bracelet section of wiring. But my fingers really hurt. So I went to bed.





Woke up real excited about finishing the bracelet.
Half an hour later:




Yey!
$100 VS 2 hours, $30 materials and sore fingers? Hmm.

Anyhow, the sad thing is that I actually like mine better than the ones I found for sale.
Because I got to pick everything.
And I love to pick things.
What ribbon, what pearls, what bracelet, where the pearls go, how many each time, when the ribbon is folded in and how it is folded...

And no Kimmy, I won't sell this on Ebay.

I feel so productive.
After I went to eat hot pot at Posh with my mom, I went to get my eye exam (which I have not done for 4 years.)
The doctor confirmed that being a Gamer Girl is not great for my eyes en I have wrecked my corneas some more.

I'm so excited about getting night time corrective contacts.
I hope my mom will pay for them.
Because they are real expensive.
Especially for me because other than having big huge flat feet and big huge flat face, I also have big huge flat eyes which need a special mold for contacts.

Also, I liked a pair of Guess sunglasses that I tried on because they do not squeeze my huge head.
But they are $120 so I'm going to think about it real hard.

Anyhow, after the exam I came home and washed my bras.
Then I alcohol swabbed my cellphone and my laptop, which I have been meaning to do for weeks.

Then I filled out a form for a new Mastercard (NOT because I maxed out the old one!) because they have better rewards.

Also, last night I took off my pillowcases and bedsheet covers and mattress covers and washed them all!
Without my mom even telling me that they are filthy and need to be washed! (She put them into the dryer for me though.)
Plus I put everything back on all by myself.


I was cruising down 4 Road in my car, when I thought to myself "Man, this is the life."
Graduated, car, job offer, money, time, freedom...
But it was hard to cruise smoothly while I consider my perfect life because the road is real bumpy.

So I'm getting real tired of my flickering eyebrows.

Flickering bcuz u can only see them sometimes en then other times it seems like I don't have any, and then suddenly you can see a bit of them again...
And it also makes me look real tired, bcuz how tired do you have to be to not have the energy to grow eyebrows?
So I'm sure all the strangers in the street just assume I'm an overworked child paying my way through college to become a shining underdog star in society.

Except they're wrong bcuz I am actually a spoiled sheltered child.


Unfortunately, I may have gotten a job.
One of the funding parties of one of the scholarships I won last year have sent me an email (to my Kwantlen email too, so I might have never ever seen it ever if not for the fact that I accidentally clicked on my inbox instead of my transcript) asking if I'd like to work for them seeing as I'm graduated now.
I don't like how they assume I'm looking for a job just cause I've graduated.
Obviously they don't know me at all.
And why would I want a job where the management makes no effort to get to know their employees?
Well, bcuz they give me real flexible hours en moderate pay en let me be choosy with my projects cuz I'm a beloved scholarship child.

Also, I hate Microsoft cuz they red underline words like "inbox" and "Kwantlen", but not "schplrship[".

Mom: "你可不可以做一個有用的人?" 
Me: "我不要." 
Mom: "好." 
Me: "我都畢業了, 你還想怎樣?"
Mom: "嗯."


Me: "This lane is right turn only."
Erica: "What?? Really?"
Me: "也沒有啦."


Me: "I'll beat up my sister and pick you up at 5:45pm"
April: "No no don't beat her up."


Kimmy: "She lives at Granville and No.2 road."
Me: "Weird, I can't find her house number..."
Kimmy: "That's because we're at Blundell."

It is soooo awesome to be able to shop even after you have exhausted yourself shopping at the mall all day and the wussies insist on closing.
Plus it is super easy to narrow your search so you find things that you like five times as fast.
Also you spend your money five times as fast though.

Of course, it does take some time to arrive, but that just keeps you excited and eager with life.
See, someone who is waiting for an item to arrive from Ebay would never commit suicide.


Here is a picture of my bling bling belt that I bought.
Even though Kimmy said the actual belt probably isn't as bling bling as it looks in the picture, and Erica said she doesn't like it:





Cause then I was like, "Pfft, I don't need friends" and bought it anyway.
Except it got here today and Kimmy was wrong because the belt is VERY heavy and blung up.
And no one cares what Erica thinks cause if she doesn't like it I'll whip it out and hit her with the 60 pound belt buckle.

As a result, I conclude that it doesn't matter if I'm a loner cuz my friends hate me, because Ebay is my best friend.

So today, I was totally crushed when I went to London Drugs to buy hair dye and floss sticks.


At first, I was feeling pretty pimped in my dragon car with its wheel cover and dashboard.









Plus, I was even wearing my dragon sneakers. So I was just grooving in my dragon-ness...

.



Until Kimmy decided to be a douche and point out that someone else was obviously more hardcore than me.




So I told her to shut up, but I couldn't resist taking a picture.
And then I went home and cried a little.




I bought this skirt. Because it's JLo.





And also this pretty pink shirt. Except then I cut it up.





And made my tired mother stay up past midnight to sew the shirt's plaid strips onto the skirt.
Just so I could be original and unique at her sacrifice.





While I took the leftover cloth strips and tortured my dog.




For hours.
At the same time I shouted abusing remarks to my mother about how slow she was at putting together my new skirt.
And how I wanted to go to bed and for her to work those old hands faster.

But she still didn't finish.
Because she is too old.
And frail and tired.

Tsk.

So I had a sudden realization that soon we are all gonna be 22 soon.

Not all... just me, Nina, Erica and Helen.


No wait, Helen is 22 already.

But ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!


My years are being taken away from me even whilst I clasp onto them dearly.

By clasping onto it dearly I mean playing Guild Wars and reading and eating and shopping.


I finally got my hair cut woohoo!

My goal for tomorrow is to get off my ass long enough to dye it.

I am living amongst the fruits of my online shopping labor.
And friends and mom and food and dog and car.
Hanging out, reading, eating, shopping, getting things done...

I'm so excited about cutting my hair!
And dying it. Dark brown.


I have much to do.

Soooo, got back 10:15pm last night (the 4th).
Nina came over right when I got home to drop off some stuff that we ordered online while I was in Watson Lake.

I am much excited about all the things I have bought.

I was supposed to go out with Erica at 11am today for brunch, but I woke up at 11am.

So she came over at noon instead and then we went for lunch at Tokyo Ichiban.
After a "I don't noe, you decide" conversation in the car after lunch, we went to Richmond Centre, Winners and Lansdowne.

I made Erica buy a shirt, a bunch of things from Claire's (headbands and a necklace), and 2 PJ gowns at Winners.
And then she bought some stuff on her own, like a purse, earrings, and another necklace.
After which she asked me to promise not to let her swipe her credit card in the future when she shops with me.

To replenish the tiny bit of calories we burnt shopping, we went to Li4 She4 for dinner.
Where Erica parked in the Plaza next door where we weren't supposed to park.
Then she came over/dropped me off at home, and we walked PiPi and then she went home.
She also finds watching PiPi's poo dropping out of the butt hole to be very amusing.

I'm excited about getting my hair trimmed.
I just think I'm too lazy and content with home to go out for the next day or two though.

I'm going to pack tomorrow!!!
And then go home the day after!!


As nice as it is here, of course.
I will miss being surrounded by the super beautiful scenery and fresh air.