Cookeroo

In the middle of unsuccessfully trying to do my economics essay-it's been 2 hours since I've started,and I've only finished the introduction.I keep writing and re-writing sentences until I'm satisfied-and in theory this sounds good,but realistically this is unpractical and too time-consuming.Had a bad experience with my tutor yesterday-afterclass I went up to him and politely asked if I could as him some questions about the assignment,not realising he was a bit preoccupied with sorting out some documents.Without cue I began to rattle on-doing that crazy fast-talk I unintentionally do sometimes,for about 2 minutes before he stopped what he was doing,and told me to keep quiet.

A good friend told me recently that I take things too seriously-of course I jumped into the usual routine,vehemently denying this with suddenly complex arguments and fake example scenarios meant to show what a happy-go-lucky,all-smiles person I was.And being the obliging,kind person she was,she finally agreed she was wrong to assume and went on to say she didn't really mean it.You see,a comment that would provoke such an unecessarily passionate and enraged response in someone else would either be wholly true or untrue.In this case,it was true,I think.To say that I take things too seriously would seriously be an understatement-sure at times I could be that person smiling and laughing idiotically all-day at the most mundane things,at times being too happy and jovial it's kinda annoying.But most times it's the other way around-a single,trivial and meaningless incident could spoil my whole day and have me cursing to the world and pissing everyone off.But I guess everyone has their flaws,and one of mine is that at times I can be a tad too sensitive-so in the spirit of being more open and less sensitive,I laughed at my tutor.And he laughed too.And five minutes later when the class was empty we continued our conversation,I got my questions answered and we both went our separate ways.

See,no biggie.

Sha came two days ago and it's been enjoyable-although the birthday surprise we had planned didn't go as well as we planned it to be,a single bite of the *awesome* tiramisu (from Brunetti-highly recommended) was enough to make us forget.Syaza came over last night and three of us watched half the first season of Entourage-go google it-it's basically about a rising actor (Adrien Garner,from Crazy About You-or something like that-the one with Julia Stiles) and his group of useless friends who follow him around everywhere.Adrien Garner looks like he's sleepwalking allthroughout and may possibly be one of the worst young actors around,but surprisingly he fits in the show well-and a single episode only runs for about 30 minutes or less,and from what I've seen it's looks entertaining.There are a few guest stars appearing every episode-Jess Alba,Luke Wilson,Jimmy Kimmel,Ali Larter blabla.Plus Jeremy Piven plays the actor's agent-he's like another version of Kevin Spacey,except he's not annoying to watch.They don't play out the characters like some spoiled Hollywood royalty-they do go for parties a bit too often,but somehow they're characters are relatable and human despite having huge mansions,big cars and the whole shebang.

Kaiser Chiefs-Love's Not a Competition
Groove Armada-My Friend
Kings of Leon-Red Morning
Nada Surf-Inside of Love
The Doors-Peace Frog

Eclectic playlist,yes-most of those songs from Entourage.My thoughts are a bit incoherent now,it's Anzac day (I don't know what this is about-but the Anzac cookies they sell at Safeway taste good.So go celebrate by buying some) and I'm dedicating the whole day to my beloved econs essay.Yesterday I experimented with excercising while listening to a podcast.The first hour or so went okay,up to the point in excercising when you're way too tired to even think straight-then the words playing sound like gibberish.But I downloaded few more different audio podcasts,and will try to assimilate them into my excercising regime.But if that fails,I still have plenty of Fatboy Slim songs to run with.