traditions

spent the day going through all the clothes + shoes i've accumilated over the past 6 months. got rid of a few pieces of which i have no idea how they ended up in my closet. the seriously 'what were you thinking?!' kind. well, nvm that. tomorrow is total reorganisation of furniture in room. need to make way for my spanking new tv! :)

dyed hair AGAIN. realised that red, while cool, is a little too rocker-ish on me so have gone back to good old chocolate brown. did full mani-pedi and going for threading on fri before attempting to do a smoky eye. feeling good.

just uploaded the 24th SC investiture pics. a weird melancholy feeling. all the good and bad memories. i get frustrated when the 24th don't get certain things, only to realise we were exactly like that anyway. council bbq coming soon! can't wait to see the old gang and reminise and bitch abt all the usual stuff. surprisingly miss council.

a lot of things have changed, i suppose sometimes traditions need to be broken. but when they have an emotional factor attached to them, its a little difficult for everyone involved. its hard not to be jaded and sympathise, because certain things i believe they brought upon themselves. but who am i to judge? the only upper hand i have is that i've gone through this before, thats all.

hope i get to abscond to perth for two weeks. i really wanna get away from all the madness in tp.