My thoughts
on why people would want to go into Uniqlo (with 910371839192719109 people in it) and even camp outside for the opening, *gasp*





I reckon that they are all kookoos. Either that or tomorrow is the end
of the world and Uniqlo is selling tickets for the secret rocket flying to
Mars.

-Quoted from the oh-so-brilliant me





I mean it's not just about looking like a hipster, right?

Fashion is also about saving lifes (not so much) and that is much more important.

I guess all the not-so-cool kids (like me) can't get on board and rocket out to such a cool place (Mars) with all the cool kids. =(














-But I think I like Earth more without all the "cool" kids. Cause then we can all openly discuss how Powerpuff Girls changed our lives and not be deem a freak. Life's a bliss.

Yesterday was....
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Spirit Day.



I don't know whether we are allowed to speak about this publicly.

As everyone living in Malaysia know, we don't really practice the freedom of speech.

So just look it up.


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But I just want to say that I believe in human rights.


I believe in being respectful.


I believe in equality.


I believe in treating others the way you want to be treated.


And most of all, I believe in love.


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I am who I am.

I'm not a shallow teenager who supports this just because I think that it makes me cool or something.

I'm a true believer of liberty and love.


Being different is not a sin, it just means that you took the uncommon path.

And at the end of the day, we're all just trying to find someone who loves us as much as we love them, right?












- If it's the right thing to do, why be afraid?


Piling up the anger and drama
I was sitting on the couch today, thinking.
And I figured a lot of things about myself.







1) I'm a very possesive person.


2) I'm impulsive too, like most young people.


3) I'm somewhat of a control freak. I don't like things to spin out of control.
-That's why when I watch football matches and stuff, I like to know the result beforehand. Unlike most people.
- That's why I don't like animals/pets, except for fishes and turtles. Cause 1) it's in the water and can't live without it and 2) it's slow.


4) I'm very particular about things. I may not care about broken bottles or stuff but I've got my quirks. They're petty little things that just annoyed the hell outta me. For example, people touching me when I don't want them to touch me.


5) I'm easily misunderstood by others. But I think stuff like these are caused by other people's insecurities.


6) I'm painfully shy, even if I may not look like it. Sometimes it's not like I want to look like a bitch, I just don't know how to react. And with that, we're back to point no. 5.


7) People tend to judge too quickly when they don't even know me and did not even try. Get off my back. Save your word for people who would take your crap. I'm no pushover.






I think these qualities of me actually make me struggle in life more often that not.
But at the end of the day, my friends know me, I know me and that's all that matters.












- Can all of you just take a second off from planning your master plan of pushing the no.1 student off her throne and actually take notice of bigger issues in life? Guess you can't. That's the smart kids for you.


Showin' some love, man
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To my awesome friend, Bao who takes my crazy antics and rants on Germany just as much as I take hers. =)

She loves Thomas Muller who has Koalaty qualities
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and


Badstuber's side face. I mean no good friend ignore her friend's wishes, right?


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On a happier German note,

Basti as a Ballerina or diver or both.
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and
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Point proved that two is indeed better than one. =D



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On a more serious note!





Stop Child Labour!!!!! XD























- I'm NOT one of those crazy stalkerish fan girls whose head is filled with inappropriate thoughts.

Why not live for this moment?

Yesterday is history ;





Tomorrow is a mystery;



Today is a gift,



That's why it's called the present.
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- And whoever who says this is a genius.

It's genetics, baby
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I'm here coughing my lungs out.
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Did I mention that it's holiday, which meant I can do whatever I want?
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Oh, and did I mention that I'm asthmatic?
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Yeah, just my luck.
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-So much for snowflake and icy cold desserts. Buh-bye.

Fuck
I hate that sometimes the littlest (if there's such a word) of all little things can bring me down.

Maybe that's sign of depression or a need of a therapist.

Or maybe I'm just being devastated cause I feel ultra transparent.

Or maybe I'm just pissed that I'm a screw up.

Or maybe I'm just bitter about all that's happening.



Noone ever give me enough time to speak.

Noone ever really care if I dying or whatever it is.

Noone ever gives a damn and it makes me not give a damn too.

I just wished I could sink like the titanic sometimes. (Ha-Ha)











-You don't have to rub it in my face, I already hate you that much.