oh my. (taken from stylescoutblog)

london fashion deserves its own entry. wow.

it's seriously so much fun to walk around and people watch and admire what people are wearing. the london-ers are insane. they wear the most outrageous stuff...and look fabulous doing it!

it's to the point that i can't quite pinpoint something to describe "london style." the only words i can think of is grungy, tattered, mussed, vintage. MAN. i want to pick up some pointers. i'm not and haven't ever been an "outrageous" dresser, but something about seeing these people and the clothes they wear make me want to go crazy!

what i have picked up is...there is one simple way to blend in with london girls.

have slightly shaggy hair that looks loaded with products and thick blunt bangs.
wear much eyeliner, or colored eye shadow.
load up on fabulous accessories.
wear an uber cute dress...preferably a vintage-y one.
and amazing pumps, gladiator sandals, or wedges.
oh yeah. and have a shoulder bag slung on.

sigh. i've been to some of the stores looking for these staple objects, and nada. i have failed. buuut i have picked up a super cute envelope clutch in this rich, royal blue. super cute, i can't wait to use it.

also, i wandered off on my own today, and i got hit on by some random black guy. why is it always a black guy?? i don't understand. sigh.

i'll type up more later. i'm rambling, and i have a paper to write. cheers

know how koreans are always so convinced that dreams mean something?

i had a dream this morning that i vividly remember. i was doing something, maybe chewing, when one of my bottom right molars hurt really badly. i reached into my mouth, and the top half of my tooth slipped out into my hand, almost like it was a lid. and underneath it was this nasty ball of something...something powdery and disgusting. i pulled that out too and remember this nasty gross taste in my mouth. it also felt like the tooth next to it would do the same.

now, if you're a korean person, you may already know that losing teeth in a dream means that something bad's gonna happen, maybe a death. normally this kind of dream would freak the crap out of me, but i was so tired i rolled over and immediately passed out again.

then, as i was driving home later this afternoon, i did a lot of thinking (does anyone else think a lot when you drive by yourself? or is it just me?) and realized that whatever i end up doing for the rest of my life, i really want to help people. helpless people, poor people, people that really need some sort of help. and i suddenly had this huge urge to do something to change the world, to make things better...and hoping that God would help me figure out what it is he wants me to do. but after this thought, i felt one step closer to what "it" may be.

and then i remembered this dream. and i freaked out. for some reason, i've always had this weird feeling that i'm going to die in some gory, huge accident. when i'm driving, sometimes out of nowhere, i can see myself pinned in the car after someone rams into me or i hit another car. ha. wonderful things, huh? but out of this random thinking came the thought that life really is too short. that i don't know if i'll make it to the next year, or even to next week. and truthfully, this freaked me out. A LOT. and then i wondered if everyone in my life, all the people that i love realized that i love them...and then i got really sad, because i don't think i tell them enough.

ok. i don't know where this entry is going, and i don't think anyone is still reading this :) but i needed to get this out of my system. i don't necessarily feel better, and i think i'm going to be on my toes for a bit because of this dream, but oh well. cheers.

ugggh.

you know those thoughts that nag at you, bother the crap out of you, disgust you?

and they don't go away??

seriously interfering with my studies. and i'm actually making an effort here.

i guess it just bugs me a lot. i mean, whyyy? WHYYYY? UGGGGGGH.

gross. ok. it's out of my system for now. but i guarantee it'll keep pestering me.

it's time to let it go, and get over it.