manic

Right now, I'm glad that there's no one around. I seriously could bite someone's head off - and I'm not an angry person. I went running earlier in the afternoon. Baha, what a joke I am. Now I've got a well defined triangle on my back, just when I was hoping to get rid of it. I can't wait to fall asleep in the sun, nude.

Oh - and middle eastern women are naturally gorgeous looking - hair, eyes, skin... woo! However, that's not to say that every race isn't fraught with their own ideals of beauty... I love it all. Can't say I've got any highlights of typical oriental genes. People were convinced that my mum was Hawaiian when she studied at SFU over 30 years ago - waist-length frizzy hair and dark brown skin. A mixture between the north and the south yields the me, fraught with the inconclusive 'wtf are you' genes. V(^_^) Mum, the ex-TAB... Dad, the ex-ricer. bahaha. Times have changed a long way since back in the day. My dad's first car was a second hand Alfa Romeo import... the glory days of the MG and Triumph are over. lol, it's ridiculous to me - I don't understand how he could spend his days salivating over magazines calculating, researching and saving up for mods and parts... Skipping meals to save up for the next Led Zeppelin or Black Sabbath vinyl - interesting, to say the least. Nowadays, my dad is used to parents coming into the dealership, not even looking at the car and just dropping 110 grand on the spot for a car their son expressed interest in. Gah!