I stop myself from dishing the dirty details of my inner self into this public blog for fear of judgement.

I am strong -- or I project an image of strength. .
I am stable -- or I project an image of stability.
I am unwavering -- but I can flicker in self doubt.
I am committed -- but I succumb to unsureness.
I am stone cold -- but it's a lie.

On a tangent,
Had a lovely chat with the Momo and the Kim during daylight hours and the Pup during the night.

Things ringing in my head:
I WILL DESTROY YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and
NUGGETS!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm back in KL and waiting to go to my friend's engagement this afternoon. Also I'm hungry and feeling extremely lazy.

Gotta wrap the present... Gotta wrap ALL the presents, even the ones for Christmas!

Was playing almost everywhere in Melbourne. It's a pretty song though.



Seriously, it's been on play for an hour already. Dengar sampai muak.

Ladies and gentlemen, Year one of the ID degree is OVER!

Credit and Distinction, yo.
Awesomesauce.

My mother has vetoed the arrival of the sheysha pot which means I have to buy one here. :(
The internet has too many, and I don't know which one to choose! Keeping it under 100 dollars.

Such a trivial day where I sit and wonder if I should paint my nails or just keep them nude.

Have to send a few emails out and wondering if I should go downstairs to get some sushi or some kind of lunch food.

Change of plans: Sent emails, went to vic market, didn't buy sushi.

I spent the whole day, aside from dinner with Pauline, re-watching The Alien Quadrilogy and still enjoy it. It reminds me how much I am
a) shit scared of those things
and
b) always in awe with Ellen Ripley. She will always be that one hero who kicked ass, died and then kicked ass again.

Her character always grew in badassery and command until the final series where she was the ultimate kickass and a lot more human than most people are with a lot less bullshit.

That is all for today. I have meandered enough.

WHY THE FFFFUUUUUUU IS THE DRYER STILL ON?!

So...

‎1 - Go to wikipedia and hit random. The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 - Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”. The third picture, no matter ...what it is, will be your album cover.
4 - Use photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together.
5 - Post it with this text in the "caption" and TAG the friends you want to join in

Fuck that shit, this is blogged. I did not tamper with anything. This is the serious lol!

Photo is from Aignes who has the most amazing photos EVARRR...

I like words, no, I LOVE words. I have since my mom forced me to read the Peter and Jane series when I was really young. I have since my aunt showed me the world of magic and fantasy. I have since I realised words could make you and break you, hurt you, caress and love you, define you or destroyed you.

I also love words for the pretty poetry they make, long courageous journeys they unfold and hilariously dirty limericks they spin out.

Words are just fun.

But, what pains me is when I wish to write for someone and there's just no one to write for. It's not the same when one writes for an imaginary person. The heart is just not there.

Douchey is retarded...

Ahahahahahhahaha...

I'MMMMMMMMM SO BOOOOOOOOOORED!

soooooooooooooooooooooooo
soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooored.

And the day is soooooooooooooooooooooooo
greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...

It's been overcast and grey all day,
drizzling every so often when it feels like it.

It's awful...

Then there was that fog that blanketed the city sometime in the afternoon.
Muh...

*annoyance*