Translations

24Apr09

http://alaskasommers.tumblr.com/

 

Maybe I’ve moved. Maybe I haven’t.
Meanwhile, let my heart decide where to reside.
 

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fresh flash!

21Apr09

Start with the looks. 
Then build your entourage.
Get them money.
Babe, you’re on your road to fame and dame.

 

It’s been a month, so I headed down to get my nails done.
Damn, (: little pampering things like these make me a happy girl.
OPI Russian Navy once again. (hears you yawn.)

What will you take to be perfect?

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be my dolly paper.

20Apr09

 

1) I’m waiting for daddy to sleep so I can eat magee mee without him going: you’re eattttinnnggg?!
2) things like this make me really happy. anna: are you on a diet? how come you’re like slim now? me: HUH. ME. SLIM?! anna: you used to be fatter. like fat fat. me: i’m still fat fat. anna: seriously!
3) I don’t want to talk about what’s troubling me. But it is. 
4) I miss HELMI MY BFF. who’s been mia-ing for the longest time ever. >=(
5) My dad’s not sleeping yet. squeals.
6) I’m going down to eat anyway.
7) PIG.

 

write more later.
if i’m not stuffed.

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when it comes to love, we always find a way to betray ourselves.

19Apr09

you know the type of infatuation.
that makes me so afraid.
i walk away when i’m on the brink of saying something silly.
but i’m good at lying to myself.
I shut the little voice in my mind.

shut the mind.
shut the heart.
shut up.

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Maybe I’m a little girl afterall.

19Apr09

I want a snowfall kind of love.
The kind of love that quiets the world.

Snowfall – Ingrid Michaelson 

 

Keep fighting on. When something as sudden as this happens, even I’m left speechless.
I fell sick. Sick in a tried to sleep at 6.30am. woke up at 8am to barf. i did 12 takes of that. my head was  is pounding from the fever, it almost felt like food poisoning all over again. tried to take panadol, puked it out too.  I’m so weak and literally empty now that if you were to punch me, i’d take 1 hour to dodge. fuck, that was funny no? why? sick people not allowed to have a humour? (:

 

too many things to write.
but i dont want to.
i just need to get away from you before i hurt myself.

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meoww.

18Apr09

I was ffffound.com-ing. And whenever some pictures that reminded me of certain people came up, i took them down. :)
visuals just make me really harpee. 

I see this. And I think: this is the sort of shit I’d come up with. yay/nay?

SUPREME NY. I love this preppy sweater. price tag, squeals!

Polarbears make my heart ache just a tad too little too much.
 but this picture is gorgeous.
nah, to that guy. the guy. the dead one. here you go! 

Love the lightings in here.

Mental note for me.
NUMBER 7 IS FOR YOU. 

I love this with alllllll my heart. So rustic and geeky and cosy.

HOLYCOW. i’m seeing heaven. 

milkkkkkkyway.

MAX!

Fee. kitty. purrr.

I like this. I think I stopped caring too much.

Rach my darling. <3

Zach! (: you purr. me meow. you pussy. me cat!

This looks like that steve aoki album cover. so here’s for you too, zach.

SAFIRAH’S FAVOURITE COLOUR.
my bedroom dream. 

This is mine too please.

 

I’ve way too many other pictures.
more next time. (: 

 

 

 

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your breath on mine.

16Apr09

 

I’m feeling sick.
wrap me up in your hoodie
and
keep me safe. 

im tired of wanting to be perfect.
kiss my imperfections away.
and love me for being human. 
i’d pay you skittles.
i’m a hashbrown.

im not making sense :(
braintumour.

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16Apr09

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the things i put up with.

15Apr09

Daddy: I’ve talked to our designer, we can put the piano in your room like how you’ve always wanted.
Me: GAH. i don’t want already. nuuuuuuu. (flustered) I CANT have the piano in my peuny room becausee.. becauseeee. :O
Daddy: because what? (gives me a “you indecisive creature” face)
Me: I’m saving up for my own decks to put in my room :D (half sheepish-half ecstatic)
Daddy: what decks?
Me: you knowwwwww…. decks. (Teehee face)
Daddy: (shakes head and walks away)

damn. damn. damn.
My new room (according to daddy) is SOUNDPROOF. i don’t fully believe him as of now, but screw that. CAN YOU IMAGINE.
SPINNING ALL DAY LONG IN MY FUCKING ROOM.
the parties. the sleepovers. argh.

im in love! shrieks.

 

damn my life. no wonder i can’t seem to fall asleep night after night.

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because i miss being the geek.

15Apr09

 How come we’re not at all learning from these past mistakes? Why are we ignoring the past (and its blunders and success) and looking so much at the future that we know will collapse if we’re not going to freaking learn from the past.

History practically ignited every singaporean child’s scorn towards dates and every other number that held placards that read “MEMORISEEEE MEEEEE”. And then this hatred morphed into a lack of understanding as to why the heck we have to learn about the black and white, when we’re not even applying it to our present. nonplussed much?

 A simple answer me, the geek, (or at least, i’m trying) proposes:

The past will never equate to the present. Mistakes made in the past may be the same made in the present, but conditions will never be in perfect symmetry. Thus, solutions applied in the past may practically be obsolete today.

Take for example: What you learnt in your previous not-so-successful relationship, can’t salvage your future one, if it isn’t the same guy. Because like how every human being is different, every era will continue to bask in their distinct natures. 

And that, my friend, is how the cookie crumbles.

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