really wish i have the inspiration to muse about an issue; something that requires higher-order thinking. but whenever terence returns i lose the ability to mentally debate with myself (i.e. my insistence that fat people should NEVER EVER think that they are fabulous cos skinny/slim is the way to go, versus all that stands against my argument). hmm.
but now i'm in lala land most of the time. i went for a mani yesterday and i FEEL SO GOOD. i had chipped my nail very badly and having it fixed by the lovely Ee ting really makes me happy. unfortunately, no cute colour name to speak of this time. crimson was what i was bent on but on second thought, i decided to wait for next week cos that shade matches all my birthday dresses. i requested a bronze-ey hue, and settled on OPI's designer series' Diamonds. it turned out to be lilac/light-greyish. i'm pleased. let me post a pic of my nail colour soon. baba.
the ever-lovely terence REALLY, REALLY encourages my ditzy mood. yesterday, (as always when i have a fresh mani), i was very compulsively placing my fingers against his dark skin to admire the paint job (the contrast is better, you see). i did it eight times at least, and each time he would either beam at me proudly/say "you like your nails, don't you?"/look at me lovingly. haha. =) it's so trivial, so insignificant. but small things like a mani excite me and he's so happy when i am.
this boy knows my heart; he really does. and for that, i love him madly.
