I went out last night, brought my laptop with every intention of 1) finishing up my assignment and 2) catching a movie showing at Reading Cabin. Instead I 1) went thrifting with a friend, 2) went to the park, 3) lost my phone and had to go back to the park, and 4) fell asleep at 1am, only having opened my laptop to go on find my phone.
My interests as of late are actually quite shallow. Gossip, headlines, fantasies, drama. I love trash! I need trash. I can't have fun without being a nosy bitch, it's part of my natural curiosity. Is it an 18-year-old thing to love gossip? Should I get a job?
Speaking of jobs, I might get one. My friend has this cafe that's really close by, and why not? I've been unemployed since last January, after leaving the shittiest job possible.
I just finished watching Amélie. Holy peak. She's just like me for real. I love the whimsical score and the color grading. I can't tell you how much 2024 me woulda loved it, like how 2023 me woulda loved Lisa Frankenstein or The Virgin Suicides or Girl, Interrupted. I do love The Virgin Suicides but Girl, Interrupted is definitely more of a 2023 staple. I think they're all great movies, but maybe I'd already moved on in my tastes I guess? Teen angst doesn't really appeal to me much anymore. EXCEPT Skins UK and Sugar Rush, my top shows atm.
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I love sashimi. The taste and the coldness and the fatty texture. I love sashimi. It's one of life's pure fucking joys. I would eat it every weekend. If I had a bike I would drive to the cheap sushi place around Q7 every other day and order the 90k set of 6 sashimi pieces, 3 salmon and 3 tuna. Now I'm getting an appetite.
Today I need to print my assignment, get my piercing checked and then I have a dinner date with the girlies! We're getting big fat juicy burgers. YUMMMM.
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