Where these lyrics are now relevant to the weather we have now, constant rain, i must say that i really like them. They do come from the Pantene song though it's not really an ad jingle, Pantene just uses it, "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield. i think the lyrics speak truth and although they may be commericially written by some opium addict, i agree with them. It's defintely healthier to live your life with arms wide open and sometimes just to go with the flow rather than trying to predict everything. Because that's life and that is how i interpret the Songs title, Unwritten.

And that is the end of this week's episode of philosophical feed, after all i did like punch my brain inside out to think of the meaning of "human condition" so my philosphical fuel has ran out and i cbb bsing anymore because i feel like an oversqueezed lemon. squeezed dry.

i acutally had a lot to blog about before, but rightnow it all seems to escapes my mind, because right now i'm in a state that's not very comfortable.

How one question that someone could ask can stump me so hard that i can't help but cringe in guilt. Because it seems that i had done wrong without knowing and right now i've just curled up in defence and sulked in my puddle of tears. Which is just so sad.

I dont feel well at all.

Think about it, drinking a smoothie blended of guilt, a stomachache and some more guilt. It's horrible.

And now that i think i've written too much for it to be healthy for anyone reading this in case this is contagious, i shall move on to a happier note. Crunchie has grown a kilo in 4 weeks. OMYGOD HE'S MY BIG BOY NOWWWWW. Yesterday was his first trip to the vet and he had his temperature checked (via bum) and two vaccinations and he didn't seem to flinch at all :D he's such a goodboy!

He's very obedient now, which has actually surprised my mum and to my pride and also relief as if he wasn't, my mum would've sold him by now =( which would suck because i'd be like... a withered mother.

I really think you should read a book called "The day after Tomorrow" by Allan Folsom.

I can't dance.

I dont like it when Guy Sebastian sings.

I wish my Economics textbook would magically thin into less than half.

I dont like philosphical questions like "why do i exist?"

I liked that guy who did the Seminar last year(year before?), Glenn. He is my Hope.

I guess now you just had a glimpse of my train of thought but really, i'm that out of things to talk about that i have to type out my thoughts. I shoudl also promise that i'll blog some more, hopefully once a week

haha, but i dont like making empty promises :P so i'll just say i'll try to and keep motivated and hopefully remind myself to blog when i acutally have something to talk about.

I just remembered, i wanted to bitch about English. but i'll save that for next time :D

Cheers!

Steph.