Nonsense.

Yoo hoo!! It's me!! (Like of course it's her, DUHH!! Who else would it be??) LOL

I have a social psychology quiz later in OMG TWO HOURS TIME????
And I'm not in the least bit ready :S
As usual, last minute studying is my thing. LOL I'm so doomed. Shucks. Now what should I do?? Haha.

Yeah, you totally have to check this out!! These snakes are gorgeous!! Mouth wateringly beautiful!! Haha.



Amazing right?? Not for non snake lovers though. Too many snakes together in the picture could cause a heart attack. Haha. Oops I've a potluck this Thursday and I'm bringing the sauce!! Weird right?? Nothing but sauce :S

But then again, the saucy one brings the sauce :) Makes sense. Haha. You know, spellcheck puts haha in the wrong spelling list. STICKLERS!! Hpmh, no sense of humor at all. LOL. I'm ranting. You know why?? Because I had two ice creams for lunch :P A Mc Flurry Oreo and a chocolate sundae of course!!Haha I saw a TOTALLY cute dog yesterday in Empire Mall. It's this classy, really nice mall in Subang, Malaysia :) That's for the Non-Malaysian audience :) A guide to my ranting ;)

Yeah the dog was a bull terrier and let me tell you!! It looked EXACTLY like my friend Sam. Haha he'd be so mad if he saw this up. LOL.


Now, this is Sam aka Sam Insanity Sunshine. I think you've seen him before, he's my model friend. LOL.





And this my fellows, is the bull terrier :) Look-alike, no?? Haha!!

I'm feeling high and evil, the consequences of THE SUGAR RUSH!! Haha, Joshua!! Josh Wright, SUGAR RUSH!! :P

Okie,
I'd better start studying a little :p

<3 Shia.

Love.

Haha.

I love you,
Through times of gloom.
Times of bright,
I think of you.
Eventhough you may not know,
You make the May buds in my world bloom.
You are my moonlight when I fear darkness.
I love you.

(For: The sceptic)

I'll blog on a lot more in the next post :)
<3

Creation.

God made us creatures of love, laughter, wisdom and peace.
Yet we became creatures of hatred.
Created war.
Became uncouth and unbearable.
Became creatures of pure lust.
And lastly, we became dumber and less wise.

How sad :(

Truancy and Miss Moon. *Wink*

Something just happened!! I skipped class :p It's just a mass com class. I totally forgot about my media journal so yeah. You know, once you put in a lot of effort into something and it gets missing, we'd get frustrated. No denying that. I'm quite mad. SIGH* I lost my first media journal, I'M THE MOST ACCIDENT PRONE. Trust me on this. I printed out my psychology assignment yesterday and the next thing I know, is it went missing :( Was so upset.

Phew, I'm blogging from the ICT lab in college again :)
Didn't bring my notebook this time. It's so noisy. Let's do a Miss Moon shall I?? LOL.

Miss Moon Case #5.

Dear Miss Moon, I get high on sugar, coffee, anything nice. Even music. I actually go around jumping, singing, dancing and even screaming my lungs out after a cup of coffee or a pack of sweets. I generate a lot of stares. It's annoying. My boyfriend doesn't really like it. Plus I love ice cream!!

I can't help it, I'm SO addicted to ice cream :( I love sugar, it gives me a really nice adrenaline rush. Also, when I get high on alcohol, I start dancing on bar tops. Once, I got so high on Vodka and I started dancing on the bar top. I was wearing a super short micro mini skirt and a leopard print thong. I realized people were taking pictures only after I won a bucket of Tiger beers for being the best sexy dancer. I also realized after the pictures came out that I didn't shave and my pubic hair was sticking out all over. It looked like a bush, overgrown and unruly. Shucks.

Oh Miss Moon, please tell me what I should do to stop getting high all the time. Are there such things as depressant pills?? I mean, sometimes, ALL I have to do is to put on my earphones and I'd start raving like a mad baboon. Help me.

Miss Hyperactive.

My reply:

Dear Miss Hyperactive, why don't you smoke some weed after you wake up each morning?? Getting stoned means less hyperness in your blood. I pity you. I used to have that hyper syndrome last time.

Also, just don't care about what others have to say about you :) Just continue being hyper. Flash people if they stare at you. Or slap them for staring. You could also ask them to mind their own businesses and to take their eyes off you, lest you dig their pupils out. If your boyfriend can't stand people staring, just screw him and get a new one ;) After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea.

Oh, just continue your bar top dancing. It's fun I know :) Just use waxing strips for hair removal. You wouldn't want another hairy baboon-ish episode would you?? Make sure N0 pubic hair is left. Kill it ALL!! Use weed killer if you want. Don't take depressant pills. No such thing, I think. Don't ever EVER suppress your happiness, not for anyone in the world. Now sweetie, go out there and have FUN!! ;)

Love, Miss Moon.

Next day's headlines: 18 year old girl arrested for flashing her boobs in public. Followed by her privates. She claimed they were itchy because she used weed killer to eliminate hair.

Haha!! Oh gosh, this is so silly it's funny :)

Love you all!!

<3 <3 Shia.

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of me :)

Starters: A funny picture of me.

So, ahoy there mateys!! My ASSignment was on sexual slavery :) Yup. I've finished it!! YAY me!! Haha I'm doing more research now. This time, it's on Rupert Murdoch.
TV and media conqueror. Sexual slavery as said before is VERY subjective. I don't know, just talking about the issue gets me sad.

I'm also very angry about the censorship that they have in Malaysia.

Why do they have to persecute intelligence??

I quote Aiden.

I recently bought a CD. It's a movie by the title of "The stoning of Soraya M." It's not something everyone would be strong enough to watch. I watched it and man did I cry. I bawled my eyeballs out. Shucks. It's a true story that the French journalist Freidoune Sahebjam published and spread; the sad story of hers. Well, I think Malaysian censorship has gotten overboard. First, they banned the movie and then, they banned the youtube videos and trailers on it as well. Oh come on. They even banned "The Passion of Christ". Stupid pointless censorship. Dumb ruling systems and governments here. Sheesh. Sorry I'm so vocal with my insults today. I'm in an extremely pissy mood.

Well, I did some confrontation today with a friend. The bitch said she didn't say anything or spread ANY rumors about us. When we asked her nicely. A lot of people actually came back to me telling me what they're saying. Come on. If you say it, Just admit it. Don't be a chicken and hide behind your own patooty. Sheesh. Some people are just plain cowards. Especially girls that gossip and slander. I don't get the point of them wasting their time doing that. Sheesh *Rolling eyes* I was never one for gossip. It's pathetic. I'd rather gossip on what's happening between reactions within the atmosphere of Earth and gay swans being discovered. Topic diversion here: Gay swans have indeed been found. How funny, it's kind of sweet in a weird way as well.

SIGH* I'm tired. And pissed. Get crazy, get drunk. I want to do that. I'm falling sick :( I'M FALLING SICK!! UGhh. SIGH* I really hate life sometimes.

Signing off, before I lose audiences,
Shia. (Miss Pissy head.)

The sceptic.

The sceptic :)

I wish I had a special clock. To turn back time. To erase the past that I don't like. To erase painful memories. But then again, I never regret. NEVER. Call it ego, or pride. I have it all. But then again, I just wish some things would have turned out differently, some people I wish I never met. Some things I wish to undo. SIGH* I wish I could mould my life, make some things turn out differently although I know things happen for a reason, people I meet, I meet for a reason. Answers!! I need them :P

It's all very complex isn't it?? I just wish. I wish whatever I want, I get. But life wouldn't be much of a challenge would it?? We were born winners. But what about those less fortunate?? Who determines the less fortunate anyway?? Who is the media to tell us what is hot and what's not?? What is all that?? How do we know what to follow?? As in styles and all, who determines it all?? Media?? Who is the media owned by?? Rich and famous?? So they determine how we live?? Very silly isn't it??

Love, sceptical mind.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

The world can be a harsh place full of its evils.

Like exams!! NO, I've a test tomorrow :S HAHA!! I get so freaked out during tests!!
Oh somebody, hand me a vodka. I really need one. HAHA. Malaysian studies is a silly subject. Why do we have to do it anyway?? :( *Pout*

Anyway, after talking to Juzer just now, I got calmed down. Maybe those girls were indeed jealous. Sheesh. Ppfftt. Well, let's talk about more interesting stuff. Maybe I'll do a Miss Moon case 4 :)

I think I just will.

Case# 4.

Dear Miss Moon, I'm a high school student. I'm quite average. But there are a group of girls that always pick on me. They spam my Facebook wall, they call me names in school, and they embarrass me in front of the boys in school. They call me Miss flat-chest and stinky-feet and worse names. I just feel sick to the guts everytime I get bullied. I just wish I could stop them.

It's becoming terrible and I'm even starting to get nightmares about them. That's how bad they are :( Once, they brought the guys into the shower room while I was changing. I had my period and the guys saw me butt naked with only a tampon string hanging out. I'm really humiliated. Can you please teach me how to get back at them?? People tell me, revenge is a dish best served cold. Is that true, Miss Moon??

Miss Sad :(

My reply:

Dear Miss Sad, change your name to Miss-I-don't-care. Then the world will see your confidence and know you're amazing. Don't let those mean girls get to you. They're probably jealous. You can get back at them by taking pictures of them without make up. Girls like these are superficial and brainless and would NEVER be caught dead without their blush or eyeliner/eyeshadow. Just snap a few shots of them after their showers. I bet they even wear make up in bed.

Spam their wall back, honey. Bitch slap them if necessary. Don't ever let them bring you down. Hold your chin up high and walk like you own the runway. You're a beautiful girl and you deserve the honor of it all. The girls are most probably just jealous that you have both the brains and the beauty. Send them hate mail stating how much you hate them. Steal their boyfriends. Grab them and snip off their hair when they embarrass you. And pour acid on their faces so they'd be uglier than they already are. This will teach them. And yes my dear, revenge is a dish best served cold.

Now go and freeze that dish up my sweetie.

The next day's headlines: High school girl arrested for vulgarities, and being out of control. Also charged for assault and blackmail all in one.

Haha :P OH no, poor girl. And to think I taught her all that :P

Disclaimer: This is ALL fictional. Nothing real, or related to real life.* Credits to Juzer*

*Cheeky grin*
Love Miss Moon and Shia.

The anger release/management post.

I honestly can't recall the time I was madder than mad. Now, I am. I need this cyber space to release my anger. OH gosh, this burning fury from deep within me.

You girls are going down, down, down!! You actually don't even deserve to be called girls. You are nincompoops, imbeciles and infidels of the lowest kind. You come in the bottom of the evolution cycle. You know?? Before the Neanderthal man because even they had ethics, manners and a culture to live by. No like you all, no-value bitches. I'm not angry but the fact that you can actually go around spreading rumors about me?? And my friends?? When you don't even know us or our names as a matter of fact?? OMG!! You're looking for trouble and I think you've just messed with the wrong girl. NEVER EVER spread lies about me. Because, that is what I DESPISE, LOATHE AND HATE the most.

And worse still, racial ignorance. How dare you say stuff about me and be so culturally ignorant as well?? How can you categorize Muslim people and Pakistani people under terrorsists?? Didn't your Mamma teach you some manners?? Eh?? And then, you even have the guts to look down on us, saying that we're dumb just because we're not doing A-levels like you all. We're not dumb?? How dare you judge us like that?? Especially me. I know my capacity levels and I cannot stand anyone looking down on my excellent brains. I happen to have an excellent set and if you're jealous, just say it straight to my face. Don't be horrid little cowards and twist stuff around to your liking.

The WORST part of all that just nicely ices the cake is that YOU GIRLS DON'T BELIEVE LISHIA IS MY REAL NAME?? OMG!! My mamma named me Lishia, it's a beautiful name. You can see my Identification cards and birth cert if you don't believe me. WHAT THE HECK?? How childish can you possibly get?? Until you have an issue with my name and my girlfriend sleeping?? Girls, GROW UP and stick to your hypocritical values!! Talking about Jiah smoking when you all bring back your baboon boyfriends and sleep with them like hamsters on the go. Please, please, stop spoiling our names. Or else, you'll go down. That's just all you'll get. Dirt. Down dirt. Get me??

*Cheeky grin*
Disclaimer: This post is ONLY directed to a specific group of girls. NO ONE else :) I LOVE YOU ALL!! ;)

Love , Shia.

The implosion.

Candid for a smile :)

I'm at the height of desolation. The brink of a breaking inner disaster. I don't know how to put that in words but yeah.

The mask has been on for too long. Methods of escapism used like the masks; they're not working anymore. What if my "happy" covers are blown?? I don't want to be exposed. That's the last thing on earth I want. It's sheer terror, this hurt I'm facing. And it's true. The past comes back to haunt. It's a true saying. I'm just scared. Of everything, the future, the present and even myself. I end up hurting me. I should learn to have more faith and confidence in myself. That I'm better than those who bring me down. Or try to tear me apart. I over think stuff perhaps?? Just perhaps.

Internal turmoil is not a very nice thing to go through at 3.21 am.

When all is at rest, at peace and is quiet, you can hear the accusatory voices. That you haven't been good enough and the accusing just gets more. And then it starts to hurt. Till breaking point?? When you cry yourself into your pillow, the salt just gets mixed with the evils of the world.

Some pains linger on for a long time even after the damage is done. It's the ligament tearing kind of pain that we actually want instead of this inner pangs of pain. These hurts accumulate and end up in one massive implosion. Not explosion, mind you, It's internal once again. Actually, the biggest most painful wars fought are internal. On the inside. Never on the outside. Inner wars leave the biggest scars, the most painful raw marks, and the worse kind of post trauma.
I make mistakes. Of the worst kind.
I'm ranting. As usual, I need an outlet to release all these negative feelings.

P.s# Everything around me links me back to you. Everything I do subconsciously, has an effect on me. And I miss a certain passion of mine. I miss it so bad I actually feel empty. On the inside. I'm not moving anywhere to my goals. I'm so hurt.

p.P.S# I miss you. I really do. Sometimes, things fall into place for the better or the worse. Or it's just how we perceive them.

Signing off, hurt. (Badly)

Facts, issues, stuff.

Watch this face!! I'm going to be successful activist + journalist+biologist!!

I just read on Yahoo that Facebook is a potential career murderer. And I realized, it is true! I mean, if you have your boss or nosey snitches on your friends list on Facebook, it could kill your whole career. For instance, you hate your boss. And decide to tell it to the world in your status. Little do you know that you're on the promotion list together with a friend. And the "friend" squeals to your boss. Next thing you know, you're fired!! :)

Phew, it's SO HOT!! I just took off the formal top. Satin material, not much air ventilation. Haha.

Okie. Back to my assignment topic. I'm from Malaysia and I'm doing a research on sexual slavery. I've been targeting countries like Nepal and India where women are more oppressed. Little did I know that in Kuala Lumpur (The capital of Malaysia) alone, there are 180 000 prostitutes. WOW, right under my eyes and I've been ignorant to it. I've never actually come across prostitutes in KL. Only in Ipoh. There are a lot of really pretty ones who turn out to be men. Shucks, they have hotter and nicer looking bodies and faces. Haha. But honestly, it's really sad that people don't accept them as they are and they have to end up in that trade. I don't think they're willing. Most of them are coerced and duped. Especially women and children. SIGH*

My brain is on overdrive now. I am thinking of all the prospects I would have. Just asked my best friend if she'd come with me to interview a transvestite and a prostitute. Many questions remain unresolved. Times have changed, so have human mentalities. It's become a very sick culture. Endorsing sexual slavery right from human trafficking is the "normalcy" now??

Who says it can't be stopped?? Watch me. I'll post more later. Very riled up now. Especially when it comes to issues on prejudice, violation of human, women and children and even animal rights.

Ta, Later :)

P.S# I really love you all, my blog audience. Please do keep reading and give me feedback. I'd love that.

Disgusting stuff :)

I'm so weird. Why?? I sit cross-legged on the toilet bowl. Yes Indian-style cross legged. LOL and I was just back from church. I had to wear formal attire because I was up playing the keyboard :P It's SO FUNNY!! I came back and had to do a poop bomb!! And I just stripped my pants off and sat on the bowl. Was funny. In formal attire :P

I feel like blogging today. I'll be littering my own wall with brain-manure. Haha!!

Sorry for the in-your-face stuff I'm posting. I can't be discreet :)

So yeah. I don't call it pooping or anything. I don't know why, I use the word poop bombs. Haha. Lynn knows. Every time she talks to me on Messenger, I tell her I'll be right back. Because a poop bomb's on the way. Haha. And I can't poop just anywhere. I have to poop in my own bathroom upstairs in my house. Not downstairs of outside. LOL now I'm seriously sounding weird. Okie, enough of my poop habits. Here's another candid shot of me in formal clothes.



P.s# I sat in that doing poop bombs. Phew was it HOT!! :P

Another Miss Moon case.

Oh look. It's Miss Moon staring at you!!

Wow, for the first time, THE AUTHORS met up!! Haha. For some reason, Rich hasn't been updating our blog. I on the other hand am handling three blogs now :S

Let's have another funny post from Miss Moon :)

Case# 3.

Dear Miss Moon, I'm an animal trainer. I usually train lions but have quit that job since my left hand got bitten off by one when I was whipping it. I train elephants now. I teach them stunts in circus rings. Recently, one of my elephants sat on my head when I was pushing it up. I now have a deformed face. Please tell me what I can do to gain back my self confidence. I wish I had been more careful. I do not dare to go out in public now. The elephant sitting on my head injured my face. It is pretty bad and I do not dare to look into the mirror. I even smashed my bedroom mirror out of frustration.

By, Mr Crookednose.


My reply.

Well, animals are NOT meant to be made to do foolish tricks for humans.I'm glad the lion bit off your hand. It was probably saying, "There!! That'll teach you to mess with me, silly human." :) First things first, brace for the worst. It is yet to come since you smashed a mirror. Seven years of bad luck for you, Crookednose my man. Pushing an elephant up from the back was not a very wise idea. I suggest you get a pair of good brains. You could purchase them at *CheatPeople.com* (Disclaimer: ALL these are fictional, direct from the author's scheming mind)
Why don't you go and buy a box of crayons and a paperbag at Barney's?? They're having a crayon sale apparently. You can then draw the face of your dreams on the paperbag. Then, put in on your head. Oops, cut two holes for the eyes, a hole for the mouth and another hole for your nose, unless you don't want to breathe :)
You can now go out into the world again. Also, change your name :) You will no longer be Crookednose but Paper Face.

News headlines the next day: Man going by the name of CrookedNose committed suicide allegedly taunted by Miss Moon. He suffocated by putting his head into a paper bag.

Cheers, your sadist, Miss Moon :)

Love, hugs and kisses, Shia.

The Day My God Died.

Life. The very essence of it is SO POWERFUL that it's often overlooked :)
My lecturer-Miss Cheryl said that capitalized words in cyber space mean cyber screams. Haha I capitalize to show emphasis :P

Oh boy. I'm learning Swahili now :)
It's amazing. I'm learning it from Juzer. He's African :) Randomly added me on Facebook. Now we chat a lot!! Haha.

Okie, enough of chit chats. The Day My God Died. It's a video I watched on my site, Care 2 Causes. It was SO upsetting that I couldn't stop crying and I woke up with goldfish eyes. The women in the video shared their testimonies and life stories on how they were trafficked and sold into sexual slavery. The statistics are shocking. And I'm very astounded too. Did you know, for instance, that 2500 women disappear everyday?? Never to be found again?? They end up being trafficked. Yes, they become prostitutes, they are forced to!! Sexual slavery OR ELSE!! They get beaten up, stabbed, kicked, burnt, brutally tortured yet, when they come out, who listens?? NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR THE STORY OF A PROSTITUTE!! People are so prejudiced and bias. They just think, 'Oh prostitutes are cheap people." NO!! They're humans too, aren't they?? Worst part is that MOST of them are unwilling. How heartbreaking is that?? To have to give in to the whims of others daily who violate your body and then treat you like a piece of trash. It's so sickening.

Oh shucks. I've so much to do, so little time. I really hope the collaboration with my bestie turns out well. I've got to go. But I'll post a second post the sexual slavery trade.

The angry post. (Hurt maybe)

Love from me first :)

Disclaimer: This post is not meant to be directed at anyone in particular. Just a "special" someone.

Note to self: I will not stoop as low as you. I will not start name calling or swearing but I will use my wit and brain instead; what God blessed me with abundantly and what He did not grant you with, apparently.

How dare you say stuff about me behind my back?? SHOUTING OUT TO THE WORLD AS IF YOU KNOW EVERY DARN THING ABOUT ME. Although I left that dreaded place, you still manage to haunt me. On Internet websites where I don't even have you as a friend. HOW DARE YOU TURN ALL MY FRIENDS ON ME??

Karma has a funny way of playing. Beware. I know how fragile you are inside. And how that one girl can break you just like that. I know your self esteem levels. You don't know who you're messing with. I'm not the type who will plot a revenge, NO!! I'll just sit back and let karma do its job and when it hits you, I'll just sit back and enjoy the show with a good bucket of hot buttered popcorn. JUST YOU WAIT. For every single person you hurt, JUST BECAUSE you couldn't get us. HOW PATHETIC. GROW UP!! The world is not according to you. You DO NOT own it.

No, go ahead. Muck your life. Your words are self destructive, the more people you hurt, the more acid you have to swallow. Just you wait, my boy.

How dare you bring my religion into the picture?? I never saw you as a holy smoley so what gives you the right to judge me?? HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK OF IT?? How dare you shout to the world that "guys have many holes in my pants", just because apparently I went out with your friends one after another. Please, GROW UP!! My love life is not revolving around you. Neither are any one of their lives. You think you have a whole alley now. I have a legion. You have an army, I have a multitude. I just can't wait for the day where they ALL turn on you. They actually have already, you're just too blind to notice it. \

HOW DARE YOU JUDGE ME WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THE VALUES I'M BROUGHT UP ON??
Such a self righteous holy shnizzle you are, NOT!! I will totally not resort to name calling to defend my innocence like you do to defend your "weak being", PPFFTT!! How pathetic can you get?? You judge me, try to turn my friends upon me by making them foes and making them listen to your angry rants about me, and then complain on Facebook that your girlfriend hurt you. GROW UP!! She does not deserve a fucktard like you.(Oops, name calling) SELF CONTROL!!

JUST STOP TALKING ABOUT others. Not just me. But other innocent people. DO NOT ROB THEM OF THEIR DIGNITY. It's just loathsome. The only reason why I'm ranting here is because you're too mule-headed to stop what you're doing if I were to sit and talk it out with you. You would be SO SELF-JUSTIFIED that after that, you'd just think the whole world is against you. SHUT UP AND STOP TALKING ALREADY, YOU'RE BRINGING YOURSELF DOWN AND OTHERS WITH YOU. It's destructive. STOP IT!! Gosh!! How can I open your slanty lidded eyes?? GOSH!!

Shucks I still can't hate you although you broke my soul. I CARE FOR YOU!! Gosh just STOP *UCKING yourself up, MYCW!! It's unhealthy. I'LL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH. *EVIL LAUGHTER*

With this, I sign off.

THIS IS NOT AN OFFENCE TO ANYONE!! Really.

Love?? Not??

Yeah, yeah :P I know I'm supposed to be blogging on "The day my God died" or my latest hobby. But then, this topic just drew me away. The topic of love. Is it merely physical?? Biological?? Or perhaps chemical?? You know, it can be explained. In all aspects. ALL areas.

I'm actually sitting in my computer lab class. As usual, it's oh-so-boring!! I just can't wait to get out of here.

Anyway, moving on, I was bored. So I went onto Lynn's blog as usual. :) She writes very well. She mentioned about the triangular love theory which actually, coming to think of it; and if analysed properly is very relevant. In all aspects again. Shucks I'm keeping an eagle eye out for my lecturer. He thinks I'm doing my work :P Okie, I PROMISE!! Next post will be on my latest hobby and on the video :) Plus, I'll add some candid shots too :) Jack-my friend is an awesome photographer. Sadly, Lynn thinks I look chingko in some pictures. I threatened to go blonde and she said she'd kill me. LOL.

Gosh, topic diversions again. Love. Coming back to that whole "love ideology". There is so many kinds of love actually. It can be categorized. Into MANY segments. No kidding. There can be many factors involves as well. Genes, feelings, hormones, mechanisms of passion, etc. I'll continue this post at home. :)

Bye peepos.
ALL my love, Shia.

Sandals and busy-ness.

I've two new pairs of sandals!! Thanks to my mama :P She was so sweet to actually ask me if I wanted new sandals. I have a tonne already but YAY I've 2 new pairs. Golly gee, I sound weird. Anyway. sorry I haven't been updating anything here :P Busy with assignments. Gosh, a tonne and they're piling up.

So yeah, as I promised, I'll blog about my latest hobby but not yet. Let me take some pictures first :) Awesome calibration needs awesome pictures :) I'm handling 3 blogs now so yeah, sometimes, one would be a dead book. LOL Clash of the Titans IS AMAZING!! I love the effects and the visual stimulators, JUST IMMACULATE. Anyway, in the next few posts, I'll blog about "The Day My God Died" and my latest hobby as promised. Okie?? :)

P.s# Making out in a trolley is kinky, no?? LOL answers please?? :P



P.s# Don't mind the ugly feet :) Sandals are gorgeous. 2 pairs for 49 dollars from cotton on.

Love,
Stinkyfeet :P

Again.

The pain. The deja vu. The numbness of mind and soul. Pain is a better feeling than numbness. Numbness just shows that you've reached the level of not knowing what to feel anymore. It just kills cells. And it hurts so bad you don't know what to do. So numbing, blocking everything is just the best option. It doesn't feel. That is where I am right now. Exactly where I am.

Anyway, I have a new hobby :) I'll blog about it in the next post. I promise I'll take pictures of it too :) It's the nerd's new hobby you know?? LOL.

I'm blown / swept away. Ironically, it's Good Friday. And I'm not in church :S

I'm blogging instead.

Happy Hagaddah

to the Jews and

Happy Good Friday

everyone!!

P.S# Next post: The nerd's new hobby :P Sorry about this corny post.P.p.s#

I'm currently addicted to Ice blended green tea with "pearls". OF COURSE IT COMES AFTER ICE CREAM!!

Love love you!!