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Dear Diary,
Poor Josh. He has to scan all our photographs to take to Saudi. They number in the thousands I think. At least he's getting paid.
Looking through the photos I discovered mum used to dress really, really well. I kind of already knew that but seeing them again made me smile. I was pointing out outfits and how I'd like to own them, even till now. Fun fact: her dad visited her when she was in University in the UK and thought her coat from Topshop or some other place looked yucky so took her to buy one (made of cashmere and camel hair) that later appeared in British Vogue. Haha. Her friend came running to her pointing out the page in the magazine going, "Your coat's in Vogue! Your coat's in Vogue!" Her dad also bought her a Valentino double-breasted jacket that was so expensive she didn't even want it but her dad insisted.
Didn't do any schoolwork today. Made dinner for everyone and hung out washing at midnight. I am really very weird. I always do my laundry in the middle of the night, as some may know.
Right now my room looks like a war zone. I've got my huge grey suitcase on the floor wide open and stuffed to the brim with clothes. Got black garbage bags full of clothes, clothes on the bed, clothes on the floor, magazines and books everywhere, bags piled in a corner, hangers strewn in random places, and the vacuum cleaner in the middle which I still haven't put away. Heh. So much for organization skillz.
Luv,
Me.
Poor Josh. He has to scan all our photographs to take to Saudi. They number in the thousands I think. At least he's getting paid.
Looking through the photos I discovered mum used to dress really, really well. I kind of already knew that but seeing them again made me smile. I was pointing out outfits and how I'd like to own them, even till now. Fun fact: her dad visited her when she was in University in the UK and thought her coat from Topshop or some other place looked yucky so took her to buy one (made of cashmere and camel hair) that later appeared in British Vogue. Haha. Her friend came running to her pointing out the page in the magazine going, "Your coat's in Vogue! Your coat's in Vogue!" Her dad also bought her a Valentino double-breasted jacket that was so expensive she didn't even want it but her dad insisted.
Didn't do any schoolwork today. Made dinner for everyone and hung out washing at midnight. I am really very weird. I always do my laundry in the middle of the night, as some may know.
Right now my room looks like a war zone. I've got my huge grey suitcase on the floor wide open and stuffed to the brim with clothes. Got black garbage bags full of clothes, clothes on the bed, clothes on the floor, magazines and books everywhere, bags piled in a corner, hangers strewn in random places, and the vacuum cleaner in the middle which I still haven't put away. Heh. So much for organization skillz.
Luv,
Me.
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