Last Post of 2011

Hello. It's New year's Eve today. And i hope you are doing something worthwhile to celebrate the end of a year cause I'm not. Im doing absolutely nothing. I wanted to think of a list of resolutions for the coming year but I concluded that I have no resolve so I gave up.  Made up another list instead. 

I am currently matching celebrities who I think should potentially date and being very oblivious to my own lack of a love life. or any sort of life. 

I mentioned before that I would distract myself with imaginary boyfriends right? But it turns out my imaginary boyfriend has a girlfriend in reality.  I am actually sad that my imaginary boyfriend who isn't my boyfriend has a girlfriend.  I don't know if this feeling of hurt and betrayal is even legit.

Downward Spiral.

I hate the holidays. You feel more lonely than ever. Like if it wasn't a holiday and I was alone I wouldn't feel lonely. I would feel like I'm having  solitude. But cause its the holidays and there are all these expectations you feel an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. Like something's missing. 

Peas. Hate the holidays. 

Your Head Will Collapse

where is my mind.....

20

I just turned 20. Which has a significant meaning though others beg to differ. To me 20 is the beginning of the end. You cant have an excuse to be childish or immature anymore which makes turning 20 monumental and very very very depressing. Being 20 also makes me realize how I have wasted the teenage years of my life.  Bottom line is I hate turning 20.  But since I cant beat the biological clock acceptance is the only way.

So to kickoff the big 2-0. I HAVE MY DIET PLAN.
-no more bubble tea
-no more mcdelivery/twister fries
-no more soft drinks/sweetened beverages (with the exception of diet snapple)
-major stretching exercises in the morning and night
-hula hooping everyday
-situps twice a day

I am prepping my body.

Bulletproof... I wish I was.

Hi. It suddenly dawned upon me as I was wandering around town ruminating about my very pathetically unromantic life that I havent been writing on this space for a while. I feel weird calling the space a "blog". Makes me feel like I am one of those twits that take self cams and post photos about every single event that goes on in their lives. like a trip to the dentist or like what they ate that morning. GOD. But then again I'm probably being stereotype as another one of those hipster wannabe tumblr blogger. But even then I feel more comfortable with that title than the twit one.

Anyway, how are my 2 or maybe even non-existent readers?  I just spent 2 hrs of my life walking around trying to find clothes to buy but there's only a shitload of nothing. Like the only thing I got during this trip is a rude awakening and a subway wrap. The rude awakening being my unmoving fats. I know. Same old, same old.  But I have a plan. That involves situps hulahooping and a lot of not eating.

I hate that I care so much about that stupid boy. I have decided I will use my break to dissolve any kind of romantic feelings I have for the boy and just concentrate on imaginary boyfriends.  That sounded so pathetic that it was painful to write.  I HAVE NO LIFE.

Okay. I'm going to get back to watching masterchef(!!!)

Peas and Burps.

Wished that I was dead.

):

story of my life. 

The Only One

<3

早安

feels like a good day.

Turning Into Dust

LAFF

2.00 and 2.44! 

like a boss. the kid in red.

Waiting for the moment to arise

fuck it.

I wish he was....

I feel like a creepy pathetic loser. 

truth.

Cool and Bored

Suffer well so that no one can tell.  My life's motto at the moment. God seems to be playing tricks on me and he seems to make my life his little joke. I written a lot of drafts but never found the motivation to post them. Cause well they are not very cheerful. I don't think my usual posts are cheerful but they are not depressing. I hope.

made pasta today and ate like 2 bites cause well didn't have an appetite and my fingers smelled like a combination of garlic and onions. I like cooking. but I cant cook well. so I'm just going to have coco puffs for dinner cause I pour milk well.

recently people have been talking a lot to me but somehow their words ifs processed through my brain as blah blah blah. like literally I hear those words and its like I zone out. as a response to their blah blah i go okay im fine yeah i know. I wonder how much blah blahh blah smile I can take. Im good during school though. easier to suffer well. except for some days. My uni friends must think I'm weird which is why when I go back on monday I would have to be like "omg.  friday was such a shit day. I think my period's coming" or " hey dude i was having such an allergic reaction to the universe on friday" and plead temporary insanity.

MUST LOSE WEIGHT. I have been lifting my food bans thus resulting in a depressing weight gain. today will be day I shall enforce my bans again. 

Peace. 

Must Remember

Love, mm mm, not for me
All these "always",
It's not clean-cut, it plays tricks
it comes near without showing itself
like a velvet traitor
it hurts me or leaves me bored according to the days

I'm gonna be here til forever

so just call when you're around 

                                                           

Everything Goes Away

They can never burn out my love for you

So good I bought their cd. 

There'll be something missing

Now that you found it

It's gone

Now that you feel it 

You don't
You've gone off the rails 

The Sex 12: Leilana Pierce

Reality Bites was soooo good. 

where's my troy?

where's leilana's clothes?

reality really bites. 

I made a pun.

hee.

Everyday...

To quote the wise and sage Seth Cohen : I think I am having an allergic reaction to the universe that has been manifested physically. With germs circulating around in the air of my room I decided to share about my last few moments as an official bum. In 6 hours, I will officially be a university student. 

Oh, life.

I wish I was doing something more substantial with my life. Why does my life have to revolve around studying when there's so much to do and see. But I guess if I didn't go to university I would have no motivation to do anything remotely useful anyways. Hence, the bumming since February.  Wow. It took me awhile to spell february. Seems like I do need to go back to school.

So now I'm in my room listening to buddy holly and the velvet underground feeling feverish and melancholic. And I am dreading the 50 sit ups that I have to do so that I can finally get rid of 5-10 kg that is hanging off my body. If anyone cares to note, IT DOES NOT WORK. I'm just doing it so I can feel better about my exercise routine. Or lack thereof.

I think if I were to kill anyone I would kill myself. Cause there's no one that annoys me more than me. That was random but totally true. Actually my parents are way more crazy than I am. If I were to kill them it would be a big favor to them and mankind. 

Just saaayinnn'

PEAS.

P/S: my mum and the police are so chummy due to frequent visits, they go on first name basis. Is this a major "FML" post or what. 

Pale Blue Eyes

Linger On

awww little man...

We need to talk about...

19 and Bored

bang!