I'm not good with titles, I don't know where I'm going

Try out this test that Robson asked me the other day.

You're in the middle of the desert. You pull over to look at a cube.

How big is the cube? ( size of gift box, as big as a pyramid, as small as a pisai.. etc)

What material is the cube made out of? ( wood, string, concrete etc.)

What colour is the cube?

There's a ladder, where's the ladder? ( On the cube? Lying on the ground or far far away etc)

There's a horse, where's the horse? ( Beside the cube etc.)

So the cube size supposedly determines your ego. Mine was as big as a pyramid, so my ego is apparently really huge.
The colour and material of my cube was grey made of concrete, it means that I'm cold and distant ( but grey is a popular colour so.. I don't know if it is accurate)
Black means you think out of the box, I'm not so sure about the rest of the colours.
The ladder determines whether you're reaching your goal. My ladder was leaning against the cube, going up. That means I'm on the right path to reaching my goal.
Ilona's ladder was lying flat on the ground which means she is no where near her goal. Not even working towards it.
The horse determines where you are at right now. My horse was tied to the ladder, which I guess, means constrain. That I'm feeling like that now, which is rather accurate.
Ilona's horse was no where to be found, far far away, which means she's no where near her goal and she doesn't know what is her goal etc.
I think Amirah's horse was on top of the cube, which means you've either already reached your goal or you're reaching your goal.

I found the test rather accurate, quite interesting too!

Anyway, potluck with the familiar girlfriends + victor and a friend of mine was good. The spamghetti (?) was realllyyyy awesome, so was the mash, sausages, roasted chicken, brownies, pies, lasagna etc.
So much food and a lot of drinks, Sparkling juice, 2-3 wines, 6 pack Anchor beer, water.
A lot of smokes, 5 packs.
For about 8 people.

And I've decided this morning that depression is self inflicted and that everytime I feel depressed, it is my fault. Well it truly is. And that I'll go run.
I feel determined today and Charis' beautiful cute ( cos it is so small and thin!!) pink rose is sitting in my home-made vase which is a water bottle.

Oh and yesterday morning, I received a text message, someone bought my painting for 800 bucks. I'm only getting 20% of it. I didn't even know that the paintings that were entered in the competition and those that won prizes would actually have gotten sold. Well, so I guess the other 80% of the proceeds go t the school.