haiya.....why is everything not going my way????????????????
what did i do to deserve this??????????????????????????????
i angry ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i-love-clothes

oh my GAAAWWWDD!!! you really DO meet all the shitholes on the internet!! this lady tried selling me this hoodie that was supposedly a forrest gump original, with the words " run, forrest, run" printed on the front. naturally, i asked for a picture. she sent it, i opened it, saw it, zoomed up on it...............it's a flipping FAKE! instead of "run forrest, run", all i saw were gibberish boldly printed on it. right away i told her, "no thank you." honestly, she could've been the worst conman in the universe! talk about being a dickhead!

but, yeah, my latest passion is online shopping. i practically bought half of my clothes online, and some accessories plus it's the best way to purchase cheap and hard-to-get concert tickets! i know that most of the stuff sold on the internet are pre-loved, but it sure beats shopping at malls where everyone else buys their clothes from. i don't wanna be walking down the street and having to dodge those who, unfortunately, were wearing the same clothes as i am. and worse still, to have someone pointing and whispering 'look, look over there, i see twins!' that's the most moronic thing to say on occasions like this.

right now, i just can't wait to receive my sesame street hoodie from the mail. ohh yeahhhh....
don't you think it looks amazing????????????

smush

the image of my perfect angel
the blueberry cheesecake i made
chocolate dome cake
and my hideous tiramisu cake

guide me to a better place

Confucius say, you go to jail, bad boy. HAHA!!! this cracks me up everytime i hear it.

GRR!!! now my lecturers know me as 'the one with the tattoo'. honestly, i love what i'm studying now. i think that the thing that happened earlier this year may be a blessing in disguise. if it wasn't for that, i would still be stuck studying in taylor's, living a life full of disappointments and confusions, feeling bad for myself. if it wasn't for that, i wouldn't have found the faith i needed in life . never would i have thought that a drawing of a guardian angel would give me the strength to keep going. and the most amazing thing happened one early morning that practically changed me:

it was around 7 a.m, the sun was just beginning to rise and the sky looked exactly like those ancient paintings you'd be able to see on the ceilings of churches and old building, murals, those with little baby angels, or cupids, resting on clouds. and i saw, honestly, i'm not lying, i saw this cloud in the shape of an angel with beautiful wings on it's back. that was the moment when i told myself, snap out of it suchen. how can you waste your life away, cooped up in you room? your life isn't miserable.

and that is the reason why i had a tattoo of a guardian angel done on my arm. why my arm? some people may think, oh, she's just trying to show of, making herself look hardcore. well, those people don't know shit! i have my own reasons. say what you want. if it weren't for this tattoo, i think i'll relapse. everytime i'm upset about something or someone's giving me a hard time, i'll just take a look at the angel, and i'll remember that God loves me, my angel is here to protect me, i have everything going for me, what's there to be upset about?

gosh, i sound really religious. but i think that someone like me who has a disturbed mind should have a religion to keep me from straying and on the right path. it worked for my brother, maybe it'll work for me too. after all, i'm dark enough to be labelled as a goth by a shrink!!!!!!

under pressure!!

pray tomorrow gets me higher

can't we give ourselves one more chance