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I love that pretentious shiz where you tumblr and listen to indie music and wear ohmazing clothes all day reading Kafka and philosophy like that. But half the time real life catches up with me and YES i do listen to indie music and tumblr and wear shirts as dresses but I also wanna learn how to rap and play chess and wake up early. I know, I'm indecisive like that, yo. Life's pretty boring and amazeballs, making me confused and sleepy half the time, but I party well awake at three in the morning 'cause that's how I live. Oh, did i mention, I happen to love curry mee? And pop culture references are awesometastic.




Yeah, I’m a dreamer!

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Sunday, January 31, 2010 @ 6:09 AM




I miss you. I look for you in everyone.

@ 5:48 AM

14398.)I make this story up in my head that one day, when we

are twenty-somethings, we'll bump to each other while walking.

You’ll look at me and for a moment, you don’t recognize me and

then you say something like, “I swear, I know you.” And you do.

Then, we’ll spend so much with each other. You’ll fall in love

with me just as I fell in love with you. But I’m going to break

your heart just as you broke mine. I hope then, you’ll realize

how much you hurt me and how much you missed out. Then,

later on. We see each other again. We’re forty-somethings, with

a family, married, and have children. Then, we have an intense,

hot affair, realizing that we were made for each other anyway.


i didnt write that, but still.....

OH and wearing 300 ringgit shirts don't make you any cuter, MAN-WHORE!

and I wont know,

Monday, January 25, 2010 @ 6:57 AM

you could be happy.

you know it's a hit and miss everything you said to me. Your words were silence so cold but reassuring I was convinced that to exist this happy in life I must comply. But nobody told me I could be happier, than all the treasures you gave me in this world, they all belong to just some junk yard sale now, because happy thoughts I think of you and I crumble. I bet you do not know what it means to sink to your depth. All I want now, is to look deep into your eyes, into your soul, if you have one, and say, "I do not know you."

Because we musn't spend our lives remembering each other.

old songs and citrus constellations!

Friday, January 15, 2010 @ 4:16 AM

Draw New York City on my arm and let's be together.




What I want, you've got
But it might be hard to handle
Like the flame that burns the candle
The candle feeds the flame yeah YEAH
What I got -- full stock of thoughts and dreams that scatter
And you pull them all together
And how I can't explain oh yeah
Well well you ooh ooh ooh ooh you make my dreams come true you you you
(you you)
Well well well you ooh ooh ooh ooh oh yeah you make my dreams come true


HALL+OATES YOU MAKE MY DREAMS

I love strawberry avalanches and am feeling so much better than ever before. You know, it's like when you want to burst into song in class and you're so happy no one cares if you're off-key.
Happens often.
And this is why I still love my friends, even if their toes fall off (heh) or they like berets and everything.
Why am I so happy. oh oh. Don't question miracles.

~
here's LOGAN LERMAN by the way,
*DIBS*

Okay okay I will not be all boy-talk here. Anyways, Logan Lerman is the guy starring in Percy Jackson The Lightning Thief. Which brings me to the point of worry that I think I have an unhealthy obsession with guys acting in movie adaptations of books. Refer to Harry Potter! I was obsessed with the books and still am obsessed with the movies. Rupert Grint is awesome in all his carrot-topped cuteness, nevertheless I kinda liked every guy in the last Harry Potter movie ( even if I did watch it on a plane!)
See the Alex Rider books too! I know, I know, it's not supposed to appeal to my demographic (crazy 15yearolds on the brink of teenagerhood from preteen-wholesomeness) You know, spy books! They're traditionally for 11-year-old bratty boys who can't sit still and when they do, read a book about another guy who just CAN'T SIT STILL as well. But, I just happen to LOVE the Alex Rider series and the lead in the only Alex Rider movie happens to be ALEX PETTYFER.
Actor, Burberry Model.

However, my teeny list EXCLUDES Twilight the book and everything associated with it -'cept TayLautner. Seriously, come on! Twilight is not a book. Nor a series! I don't even know what IT is and I've read all of them.
Harrrumph.

This scene below is from the movie My One and Only starring Renee Zelweger and I was watching this with mum and giggling to myself whenever this hottie comes onscreen. Only to discover after I googled Logan Lerman that it is (voila!) the same guy.

Ashen gaze. Phwoar.

And today, no thanks to a certain YAP KUN HUAT, he was all "SEE, SHANAN!" when Civics teacher was talking about worrying. Pffsst.
Which means I should do less of it. Trying, obviously.


Yup, there will be a day like that! It'll go on forever.

PS. AM gonna watch gossipgirl the WHOLE WEEKEND starting now. muchos love and happy weekending.


Tuesday, January 12, 2010 @ 7:48 AM

i think i've almost lost my sense of direction.

but I will be alright in the end.

You made me think, though. How empty and routineless things are with ME.

You took routine away from my life and that I can never forgive.

Today I googled Percy Jackson and he's this guy called Logan Lerman. (Dibs on cute guy) and YUN says he MUST be 12 or summat but he's turning 18 on the 19th. HAH! Hottie, McHottie. And oh oh oh. I still want Alex Pettyfer. And MR. TOM of tom&summer fame because darn, I pity tom, he's got his paper heart all chopped up into pieces by summer, who didn't give a FLYING FART IN SPACE.

We all wanna believe in something, so when we trusted I expected it to be different, but you were always the
same asshole I swore you weren't.

Here's to living freedom and unbound. In love and holding a hand is not chaining a soul.

*conclusion: I hate it when it rains and I wanna go to pasar malam but everythings all messed up and the world's soggy and I wanna sleep but I can't and I chance to think of how different things can be.



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