Hatin’ On The Club

everyone go listen to this song.

ITS SO TALKING ABT MEEEEE!

m i s s m u c h

been so long (editted ttm)

its been so long since i last blogged. too busy omg. and in a flas, im turning 22. omggg.

i have nothing that i specifically want this time round, so this are some stuff i think id need!

1. new big tote bag (black)
2. lappie case (like hellolulu kind, those with a handle pls. im sick of mine cos it has no handle, and also cos its old and smelly!)
3. eyeliner, concealer for undereye
4. wallet (i like the kate spade monogram one, riverisland one also not bad. i hate those short and tiny kinda wallet i like mid-length or the longer kind!)
5. chanel pendant (yes ive been waiting for a yr for this)
6. storybooks (mindfuck kind pls!)
7. CLOTHESSSSSSSSSSSS!
8. heart-prints leggings (topshop kinda)
9. black leggings (mine torn alr!)
10. heels! (black, military kinda)
11. accessories! (i want one of those chunky short necklace that cheryl ong has. now v hot one that kind la i dont know how else to describe. usually comes in black, silver and gold colour!)

ok thats abt all, i cannot think of anything else omg.

ps. im so happy that so many people can make it to my gathering/cny celebration/party on the 20th! ((:

PPSS. IM SORRY, ive gotten my pay and decided to be my own fairy-godmother and bought myself the things on my wishlist. and im going out again tomorrow so if i manage to strike anymore stuff off this list, id let yall know again. WAHHAHAHAHA sorry my dears!

h a p p y n e s s

what do i want to be in five years?

h a p p y .

my poor Salakau

at first, people don’t know who the hell SHE is.

next, they are thinking of what method to cook her so she’d taste the best (the fight is between grilling and boiling)

poor girl!

 

ps. Salakau is a GIRL, she is growing 6 nipples btw. DAMMIT, there goes my dream of having a masculine gangsta wabbit!

this diagram is talking right at me

scary stuff!

thank god

for friends,

who understand,
and keep me sane.

move on

some things don’t have to happen,

but since it has already happened, i guess i just have to learn to live with it.

 

and move forward.

ji cute

mad cute!

to daniaos, chanchan, jason, pamz and joyceyong,

Thanks for being there from me when i had my awful blast from the past. I’d get over it, soonish.

I cannot find the heart I gave to you.

Rolled around on kitchen floors.
Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours.
And now we pass and just like glass
I see through you, you see through me like I’m not there.

You could make my head swerve.
Used to know my every curve.
And now we meet on a street,
And I am blind. I can not find the heart I gave to you.

Sometimes what we think we really want we don’t.
Sometimes what we think we want we really don’t.
Sometimes what we think we love we don’t.

And I am blind. I can not find the heart I gave to you.
And when we meet on a street,
Then I am blind. I can not find the heart I gave to you.

 

- Glass, by Ingrid Michaelson