of the frivolous woman in everyone

prada soft calf leather ruched tote.

it better combats sadness.

PETA hates me.

 

of 2010 spring

it’s the 4th day of spring.
yet another loss.
whoever says spring is pretty.

goodbye, A.G.

 

of the current status

i’m terribly sleep deprived.

despite of the help, the baby bird died.

wishing i could head to the house party with free flow vodka and absthine.

but all i think the body is capable of is a long deep sleep now.

 

of panic

tick tock,

tick tock…

 

of agony

God, I can’t breathe.

 

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of the bad and the bad

i feel like i’m running on a half empty tank.

the worst nightmare is when you know it hasn’t even started(!).

p/s: i hope the gramps will feel better very soon.

 

of the p and b

skatesman said to the pumpkin : you, lazy bumpkin!

 

of my love for poetry

i was tasked to write a poem for my english poetry class. given how depressive and angsty in nature i am, i have decided to refrain from writing about negative things. instead, i decided to write a love poem with a twist instead. to be exact, ‘thanks for taking me off the shelves’ is a funny love poem. it will be an assessment for my english poetry class. this has gotta be my favourite activity to date cos’ it is wicked. i wish i have more of such wacky curriculum.

 

of the reality

i wish i can stop but i can’t afford to.

 

of mario

<3 mario

 

of giving

***

skatesman: hey look, everything is new. your bags are new. your watches are new. your shoes are new. your clothes are new. your earrings are new. your slippers are new. your phone is new. your wallet is new. your camera is new. your tan is new. your haircut is new. look! even your hair is new cos the old one is falling off. (proceeds to pick a strand of hair that has dropped on my top) now, tell me, how am I gonna top that?

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this tickles me.

 

of reality

*cues ‘I want to break free.’*

The feeling of being on the west bound train never felt crappier.

 

of the villa bali

I like being detached from technology. It makes me appreciate the simpler things in life better. So I’m off to the padi fields and lovely beaches. I know I will be having a depressive aura at the end of the six days. See you soon, world.

 

of wanderlust yet again

so, here we go again.

off to the padi fields and the wonderful beaches

the packing and going away

it’s an ingenious way to start a new year.

i foresee an onset of major blues when i get back.

reality bites, you know?

i dread packing.

i hate packing.

i am dreading the end of  the haven.

 

of differing opinions

The dynamics of it is as such. Why the need to impose an opinion? Be it whether it is an irrational or emotional one, it belongs to someone. If only everyone knows the little word – respect.

 

of the usual vice

It is a spendid way to start the first day of the new year. Armed with lotsa junk food, we had a mini party for the loveliest girl. Throw in 2010, cloudy with a chance of meatball, freddy the fish and pictionary man, we have four mad people on the loose. The house was in a total chaos.

I love you, carin joy. Please don’t grow up so soon. Bless your sweet soul.

p/s: The usual vice is g-r-e-a-t today. I’m loving it. It’s a great start to the new year!

 

of the 2010

For 2010, I say embrace all the changes and love more.

 

of the kelong

such a stark contrast on the same island

 

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