tuesday.

tuesday

i planned my 'submission' outfit down to a t(ee). the intended look was: silky amethyst minidress, bare legs, leather heeled gladiators... however, due to the bad weather, i had to substitute bare legs with black skinnies and glads for flat brown boots. oh well..

that aside, the bangs went down pretty well. i cut them in the bathroom sink last week but i haven't seen anyone since (other than P), so i forgot to anticipate any kind of reaction from my classmates. the general consensus was for the bangs, not against :)

on tuesday morning, we were only in class for about 45 mins, then we were allowed to leave. and despite the mere few hours of sleep, i didn't feel like going home after handing up our work. i was craving some release into the outside world (anywhere but my room) so i semi-dragged A to town. we found ourselves escaping the rain in a cosy corner of the waterlooplein branch of bagels & beans, sipping hot chocolate and chatting away. the day before, FB and i made plans to lunch at singel 404 (they serve the best sandwiches IN THE WORLD!) after the hot choc stop, we met up with FB and walked to singel.

i ordered my usual, remarking; either my appetite has grown or the portions have shrunk. i think it was just a one-off incident.

post-lunch, FB and i headed off to do a bit of shopping - more him than me. i followed him to LV and watched him browse the selection of bags while i tried my best to look interested. i'm sorry, monograms aren't my thing. (we both agree)

incident #1: some super white-haired old man (we're talking mid to late 60s?) held up a hideous LV women's handbag and asked me if i liked it. he said he was buying it for his wife. i resisted the urge to raise my eyebrows and politely enquired instead: oh, how old is your wife? (all the while picturing some equally old and white haired lady) he replied: about your age, 26.

a) i'm not 26. b) WTF!

i struggled to pick the nicest bag from the hideousness on display, but... couldn't. he thanked me anyway, despite my lack of useful input.

after LV, we popped into gucci by which time i was yawning. no offence to gucci lovers, but the music and perfume in there is seriously sleep-inducing, combined with my overall lack of sleep.

we spent the remainder of the day casually strolling in town. at one point, we came across an ice cream place and i suggested we get some to accompany the perfect weather. i got us both ice creams (it took some convincing on his part but trust me, FB has legs any girl would envy so he has nothing to worry about); i chose 2 scoops of macadamia and belgian chocolate, he chose some sorbet-ish flavours. it was lovely... licking our ice creams and not having a care in the world. tra la la..

incident #2: i needed to use the loo so we started searching for macs/burger king. we paid 0.30 euro cents and were just about to enter the respective loos when the lady stopped FB and pointed at the signs 'heren' and 'dames'. we were confused for a minute until i realised she was stopping FB, not me. i then pointed out that he's a BOY. she finally caught on and started apologising profusely. heh. i can't believe these mishaps actually happen.

we came home early, dropped by the post office to make some enquiries and for FB to pick up a package. I got home, changed into a cami and denim cutoffs and the cleaning commenced!

- vacuumed my room
- swept the flat (the space outside my room)
- threw out the trash, sorted the paper cartons/glass bottles for recycling
- started cleaning/scrubbing the toilet

in the middle of cleaning the loo, i went upstairs to borrow a toilet brush from lou, and lend him some curry powder... however i ended up staying and chatting, eventually falling asleep, curled up in his supercosy-butdirty (heh) sheets - he even took a video of me sleeping! i simply snoozed on, completely unaware. he woke me up at 10PM! after i had been knocked out for a good 2 hours or so. i couldn't believe how long i'd been in a comatose state, oblivious to everything he'd been doing while i was sleeping.

we were both desperately hungry and in need of a quick fix, so we decided to order in some new york pizza. alas! we had missed the window of opportunity (delivery times) by about half hour. in the end, lou made thai-style curry and pasta for us. it was yummy. finally, after sleeping in his bed and eating his food, i was inevitably chased out of his flat heh.

by the time i returned to my flat, toilet brush and detergent in hand, my flatmate exclaimed: i was wondering what happened to you, because you just disappeared in the middle of cleaning the toilet. i told myself that if you didn't come back by midnight, something bad might've happened.

smirk.

after that refreshing sleep, i went right back to cleaning the toilet. after which, i scrubbed the sink, stove, the outside of the fridge and the kitchen floor.

insane right?