12:37 a.m. x 2004-06-15
i love cosmetics that taste/smell like confections. i have bottles of philosophy shampoo that i'm afraid to use because it smells THAT GOOD. i impulsively splurge on perfumes and lip-shit that smell like easter baskets.
i am spiritually married to sugar cosmetics, respectively. if only i lived within shopping-distance of a sephora. ah my plight.
but hey, aliya soon, am i correct?! you can't be sad when there is impending ALIYAAA. i'm going to make a holy-hell-it's-ALIYA! cake. i actually rule at cake-decorating. as long as my mother is willing to make two lame little layers i can whip them into a masterpiece.
oh christ. i need to stop talking about this right now. i can seriously smell chocolate. and i'm nowhere near my shampoo. i don't need anymore sugar now though, really, i just devoured a jawbreaker and my tongue refuses to recover.
on the up-side: my hives have disappeared. this alone is cause for cake...
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start