in business.
she was telling me that she found a "back door" to be a vet, and was asking what my childhood dreams were.
teacher, nurse, amongst others.
she asked why not doctor?
because i can't.
then she asked, why not go through a back door?
i was thinking, a back door.. sounds.. dirty. i mean not saying anything, if it's easier and gets you the same as where anyone else is, why not?
but i guess i'll feel this twinge of unhappiness somewhere in me always, thinking i'm not good enough to get where i want to be directly, through the most boring, conventional way.
which is why i went to JC.
it's like, secondary school, not terrific results, going straight to university.
i won't feel happy that way.
but i guess it's better.
i mean, pride stands in the way of so many things in life.
anyhoo, photos. have been uploading quite a bit of photos since.. ya.
my gorgeous skin, glowing and radiant, bright and highly hydrated.
i have not done anything, i'm serious. not done pull ups, not climbed, not bitten my nails.
supper last night, mmmm.
which reminds me!
mmm.
went to Labrador Park today, lovely blues
and greens
okay doesn't look very nice here.
waves were crashing gently, the wind was nice and cooling. it was so soothing.
then we went to swensens for lunch, and my dessert sounded nice, mudpie. cookies and cream ice cream and chocolate something with mudpie in between.
it was.. suffocating. tasteless, to me (you can never trust my taste, i survive on $0.001 food) and thick with fudge. had to just eat it, cause auntie buying lunch for us, wasn't nice to say that it's ):
the leftover of the mudpie, thick and chewy, which is really nice, if it weren't (comparativly) tasteless and i wasn't so full.
the liquid were the melted ice cream. could.. not.. eat.. suf.f.oc..ating..
try it;)
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