exams are over...

yeap. i'm not very excited about it. cos i have less to think about. which means more of you. i need something that can occupy me better than you can. so yesh on with it. after the exams, we hung out - nicole, yawen, liz, amanda, robyn and shane. the eight of us. it was carls jr. and then we just walked and walked and talked and talked and laughed and laughed and bitched (the last of which i'm not very proud of, but its what we did). so we had a really good time.

so then it was down to church. had a great time of worship. seems like the only time i can ever take my mind off you. i know. pathetic. but i guess its my only escape.

that aside, i was really tired so i slept till 12 and i have come up with 10 reasons why i am not a real woman.

10. i don't talk like so super softly
9. i hate the whole be slim and beautiful thing (cos i'm not haha!)
8. i hate the whole soapy... let's cry about it thing. i admit yes crying can be stress relieving, but crying over like whoever knows what. no. not me
7. i like to be sweaty, of cos not all the time, but when i do sports (some people think its not even human, but it proves work)
6. i find burping and farting fascinating, i mean if you need to let it go, you have to...
5. i don't like all the uber dressy things, like wearing necklaces and earings, i think they are redundant
4. i don't like to wear skirts which i believe are for women
3. i don't like long hair, not on me
2. all the preppy sutff like how you sit, how you walk, how you should speak, things you shouldn't say blah blah blah... i think they're crap.

number one on the list:

i don't understand how women take sooo super long in the toilet even if its just a piss. it just does not make sense. i mean in the toilet cubicle not the toilet-toilet...

with this i conclude... i'm not a real woman. i'm not confused. i'm just not the real woman people expect women to be you know the kind in shows and blah blah blah. no, not me. i'm just plain me - XX chromosoned and lovin' it.