Cocoa Butter & Apple Cores

Seagulls are vicious

Thursday, 5 April 2007

last written on: 9:59 pm ♥

So today I drove to Phillip Island. We got there and went toilet hunting. And stood outside it, wondering when the hell toilets became electronical gadgets. Gone were the manual doors and latches, which were replaced with flashing buttons of some sort. We poked at them like monkeys (think Zoolander, the scene with the computers) until the man behind in line informed us that the toilet was occupied. Oops.

Stepping inside was like being hit with a flower truck. As soon as I went in, the door closed by itself. It (some automated voice) told me I had exactly 10 minutes inside before the door would open and all would be revealed. It also told me if I wanted a totally clean toilet seat, I had to push the button on the wall, and warned me not to sit on the seat before it was fully extended from inside the wall (from cleaning, presumably). It then proceeded to serenade me with classical music (undoubtedly to help relax the pelvic muscles) however for me, this was not the case. Especially with the niggling thought of the time limit in the back of my head.
After I was done, I pressed a button and sheet of rational toilet paper rolled out.

...A far cry from the toilet holes in China where you had to squat in the right position so you didn't piss on yourself (a position that takes practice).

I've decided when I grow up, I'm going to build a house on Churchhill Island, a mediterranean villa, and jet across the peninsula to the city on my 48ft sports cruiser. No roads, trains, or pedestrian crossings waiting for my sonofabiatchstupidbastardwhofailedmemylastunitofphysics physics teacher to cross the road. If only my Dad, who was driving, wasn't a man with a conscience.

she is

My name is cc
I love op shopping, travelling and LV.

If you're curious, the name Cocoa Butter and Apple Cores came about while reminiscing of Year 10 maths class, courtesy of HaeYeon.

wishlist

To graduate on time.
To tour Europe, especially Switzerland, Germany, and Ireland.
Jumbo cream Chanel classic flap in lambskin with gold hardware.

"Can I have a hard fuck?"
"No sorry, we have no hard fucks."
"Oh. (Pause) Sorry, I meant a quick fuck."

He says, "I have so many pimples!
It's like having many lactating breasts
all over my face!"

Girlfriend's foot is touching his leg.
(whispering) "CC she's kicking me!"
"What?"
"Help, will you protect me? I can't,
I don't have a leg condom!"
(mimes putting leg into a condom)

"Hey, you okay?"
(In a drunken stupor) "Mmmpologohbuloo."
(Me playing along) "Babolugamawoo?"
"NO MAN, pffmompoohl!"

He says, "WOMEN!
They always think they're right!
Especially my GPS girlfriend
She's always telling me what to do!"

detour to

Alan
Elan
Jackson
Lan
Tash
Thy
Trinh
Yuna

happy snaps

...