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fashionologie

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mother fucker.
new york ranger's sean avery wrote a letter to anna wintour for an internship position since he aspires to be a fashion editor - and anna granted him that post.
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in the past week, i rediscovered my liking for joan rivers and dame edna everage. don't know why i stopped paying attention to them.
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fashionologie. reading this is like throwing a dildo to a nympho. i can't conjure a better one, but it fits the bill.
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i would love to own a pair of this embellished leather pants, in the blonds fall/winter '08 collection. oh my god.
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i spent some time reading almostgirl's blog. i have not done that for almost a year, and i missed out on a lot of things.
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life is funny like that. it is all about timing. maybe this is a sign.
after my final exam last night, i met a person i have not contacted in a really long time. this is interesting. if i had finished the exam faster - as i intended - i wouldn't have that chance meeting. i thought of leaving the exam hall ten minutes earlier, but stayed a while and pretended to contemplate on my essay question, since i did not want to appear like the over-confident fool.
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i love the photography in ohlala mag. not just because of the homoerotic element. it's so much more than that.
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now, i'm wondering what dirk is doing. probably tying his shoes or something.
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i ate mudpie yesterday. overrated, i tell ya. it tasted like sweetened mud. maybe it was just baked by the wrong person. but i do enjoy the apple and raisin crumble. it was lovely.
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currently things are very 'chinchilla and ferret in the same vicinity' - (lame analogy, but i must be as ambiguous as possible) which usually result in a terrible outcome. i am now listing the reasons why i shouldn't just go ape-shit on her. honestly, do i really need her presence in my life right now? does associating with her carry any weight for my advancement? i must ponder on these things, and when i reach a conclusion, i would either bite my tongue and continue to wear a mask, or i could sever the connection with the coldness and precision of a surgeon, and never look back.
i need to start reading the lucifer effect. that should be a good read, maybe i'll start the reading some time next week. or five minutes later. no one knows these things. my mind is very mercurial.
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this is one of those days that makes me want to call putin and seek reassurance. unfortunately, i don't have putin's number.
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i wonder what dirk is doing?...
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i will be reading more of guy dads blog
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i won the majority votes yesterday. something to do with the best advertorial in my communications class. i didn't expect it since, let's be honest, when you ask the people to vote, they go for the most popular, or the person they have a connection with. i am more of a wallflower, than a social butterfly, and i expected a humiliating defeat with zero votes. to my surprise, i won over the more popular skinny guy. of course, i didn't make it to the final elimination round when my advertorial is compared to another (popular)lady's. it was very clinton vs. obama. i lost, of course, but it was interesting to see that despite my coldness, people still appreciate my work.
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moving on, i sense that my journalism partner feels as though i have a firm grasp on the direction of our project as a whole. it is a little difficult to be democratic when he is completely flaky and his vision lack substance. i loath being the controlling bitch, always discarding this little contributions and replacing it with mine, but the whole time i was waiting for him to give me a major contribution, but he have yet to produce any substantially relevant idea. besides, he completely sold me out and didn't defend our piece when it was negatively critiqued by the professor. that insults me. i always have my team mate's back and i expect that same loyalty in return. i'm not sure where this is heading, but i don't mind losing a potential friend over this particular issue. all i care about is a quality end result.
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i am highly upset. i wrote an article, and it wasn't warmly received by my journalism lecturer. i need to get a coffin and die.
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