I'm not impressed; the older I get the more I realize there is nothing in the world I want that can be bought with money. You can't buy talent, the respect of others, inner-peace, trustworthy friends or a good's night sleep. Also, I've grown another year without doing anything substantial with my life.
How will I be spending my 21st? Oh. It will be spectacular. I just found out all my research and readings for Media Law was done on American case studies, not the obligatory Australian. So FML.
But yeah, after this week of intense cramming I'm going to get my drink on so hard I won't be sober till after I've graduated with my Bachelors in Media Management. Suck on that world class education!
A gross picture of my sideboard. Another day, another pair of lashes!
Cuppacakes and me camwhoring after my shoot for the Super GT thing I'm hosting.
PS: People are posting too fast for me to thank them, don't accuse me of nepotism, I reply whomever I see that comes up and by the time I'm done with that another 27 birthday wishes have been delivered. Yums. Yes. You make me full at the heart.
PPS: Also, the new blog layout's font colors suck balls. I'll find my way around it, gimme a moment.




