: of hand-written notes and my vitamin consumption in my kitchen :
don't bother. don't care.

: of monkey shape-shifters and invasion of vampires in the backyard of some house. : true blood, much?

"if i jump, will i survive?"
inception 2010. (my second movie of the year)

you say, "jump."
i say, "please do."

listen to kate nash (circa 2007) on repeat mode.

: I. for a primary school it was huge. there were more than four blocks and twice i was almost late for class and i had to run in the rain. :

: II. hung out with miss s.j. her apartment was down the road from where i lived. then i offered to accompany her to an ikea convention and a rolex exhibition. :

: III. there was  a hole in my bathroom wall and children wanted to go through it as a shortcut but i managed to plaster up the hole. before plastering, i smacked a boy and pulled his ear cos he walked through while i was about to have a shower. :

:IV. pink shoes. there was a brand new pair waiting to be worn and i wondered which outfit would go well with them.:

when was the last time i dreamt of pink shoes? seven years ago? gosh.

listen to army navy.

bigmouth strikes again

invaded and conquered
constricted and constrained
devouring every inch
you no longer can refrain

what is your choice of weapon
what is your choice of fear
what is your choice of defeating
what you once cradled so dear

a huge masquerade is paraded
displaying the frolic and farce
victory and applause demanded
no matter how meager nor sparse

cloaked in your own delusions
bathed in your filth and remorse
more rounds of cliched tragedies
without waiting no stutter no pause.

*curtain calls*

xox