If there was one thing I could change about my genetics, very high on the list would be Asian flush. If you don’t suffer from Asian flush, then you should be very very grateful.
Having a fringe in summer makes my forehead feel greasy and gross.
O invited me to his flat’s Soul Train party next Friday, and I have to dress up. HELP. I won’t know anyone apart from him and I have to be in 80s fancy dress!
I’ve had the best day with one of my very good friends and tomorrow he flies to Istanbul.
It’s a weird moment in time – the dusk of his time in Wellington before resuming his new normal overseas. Goodbyes are hard, but also make me very grateful for having relationships and connections that make it difficult to part ways. It’s like Winnie the Pooh says – how lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Tonight, sitting on a grassy bank watching live music, drinking beer and chatting with friends, life felt so.. wholesome. One of those moments that make you realise – yes, this is what it feels like to live.
I wish my hair dried faster, and sleeker.
Doing a good clean poo is definitely up there in the highest of satisfactions.