Tuesday, March 29, 2011


Look at all the guys checking her out in the background hahahaha.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Bye bye keloids

Got them removed today. Those red dots you see are injection marks. They have not subsided yet, but they will, soon. I have always prided myself for having a really high pain threshold but good lord, this hurt like motherfuck. On a scale of 1 to 10 I'd say it rated a 9. He made about 10 injections into the keloids and because they're generally already very sensitive, I could literally feel the needle going in and writhing its way around.

Not good.

It's still sore by the way, with a throbbing stinging sensation.

Strangely though, it feels kind of weird knowing the keloids would disappear soon. It's sort of like eradicating a part of my history, I suppose. As twisted / sentimental as it sounds (I am human too). Sure, they weren't something to be proud of but they reminded me that I had survived something that was bigger than I was at that time. Guess it's time for a fresh new start! Wonder how my arm would look without red swollen lines across it. I can barely remember.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Food porn!


I have a major craving, can you tell?

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

(taken from nicola's fb!)

It's so funny how I am still dressed like it's winter. But I really like this picture of my sister and I. Not that I look fantastic or anything because actually I don't really like my face there, something about my nose. It's just a warm and fuzzy feeling. I mean, look at us! Just look at us! We look like chummy buddies.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Showing off my fancy Adium

Yes, I know. It's fabulous. Thank you.

Monday, March 14, 2011

New wardrobe

So ever since I left for the UK, my parents had thrown me out. Indirectly, subtly, but definitely. Most certainly. Absolutely. True.

It's like all of a sudden without prior notice / permission I returned to have my room taken away from me. And it was pink too! ): Nevermind, I was cool with it at that point of time because I only intended to stay in Singapore for 3 months. Following which, I returned to England and my parents well, decided that the temporary room they had set up for me would become permanent. Without my consent! adfhajkehfjkadhgadsf.

Actually okay I don't even know why I am complaining because the room is quite neat. Albeit a tad small for my liking. I like my stuff on the floor. Spacious, with my belongings such as books etc lined along the perimeters of the room with minimal cupboards / drawers. That used to be the case but now I HAVE A CUPBOARD. Dun dun dun dunnnnnn. And it is shimmery-ish.

If I had a choice, I'd choose black and make the cupboard less fat. IT IS SUPER FAT I TELL YOU. I don't like fat cupboards. I like them built inside of the wall so they don't jut out like idk, buttons? Okay bad example.

ANYWAY I AM NOT COMPLAINING. Do not be deceived by the tone of this entry. I am quite pleased. Just a little... misplaced.

Can't wait to get my own house so I can design it myself. The bird cage is definitely going up. And I will have a walk-in cupboard so all my lovely shoes can be placed nicely on full-wall shelves lined with fur & velvet. My shoes are currently chucked in a drawer in my cupboard. They must feel so sad ):

Saturday, March 12, 2011


12 messages. Why can't people just stick to emailing or comment on something that I am on like for example, facebook? The chances of me replying are like... 99.5%. The 0.5% is for the times when I feel lazy to respond / am uninterested / do not like you. Actually, okay I think I avoid more people than that. So 95% chance! Still quite high! MSN also can. But that's reserved for the... hahaha, 4 people I have left unblocked. Shit. Dude, I have serious avoidance issues.


This was a few days ago.

I generally love it when it rains because it signifies rain boots time (!!) even though I wear them any other day so actually I don't even know why I like rainy days. I just do. There's this really nice, musky smell that reminds me of construction sites, mmmm. The only time I hate rain is when I am out in heels. Even worse if I am wearing jeans. Rain + heels + jeans = curseyouskiesofdoom!


That was pretty pointless rambling.

끝. kkuet kkuet
(I checked google translate. And I learnt this from Ulzzang Shidae which is the most brainless and painful show in the universe of brainless and painful shows. I'm only watching it for Park Tae... something something. He.is.freaking.gorg. and he dresses amazingly well too. ++++++++ x23871863716371826318 points)


I am feeling very unsettled regarding the mother issue.

Because I cannot be bothered to beat around the bush, the whole gist of it is that my mother lied to me for the sake of the dog.
Um. Yeah.

I don't even.


Anyway, just so I don't sound too angsty, it's 5:36am and I am wide awake! O.O My mind has been running on crack lately okay, metaphorically. Even though some crack would do me good right now. Not that I do drugs *innocent face*. Wait, what are drugs anyway? I don't even know what those stick looking things people keep sucking on are.


Umm... here's a picture of a nipple goddess befriending a stuck up gender-unidentified vulgarity loving lump?

Friday, March 11, 2011

Skin issues

My skin is super fucked up.

To fulfil your stalkerish desires,


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