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I love it when I run, and the wind sifts through my hair, making it light and fluffy, where no shampoo nor conditioner can make it work. I also love pancakes, and fresh air. I love the current weather and temperature. I love solitude. I love running, sweating, which makes my heart beat fast and make my cheeks glow, an artificial way to feel in love. I love my wonderful cousin, who is going to play tennis with me when we finally meet up in Brunei, even though she hates the fact that she's going to have one arm larger than the other. I love going out plain face, and feeling damn good about myself. I love the fact that when I phone home, everyone seems to be happy and excited that I phoned, I could almost imagine my mum's face light up as her voice becomes music to my ears. I love it when my dad, pauses talking to me, making the uncomfortable silence, not at all uncomfy. I love sitting in the lawn. I love it when I smile at random people, they smile back. I love linkin park. I love music, because it picks me up when I fall, try to fall. I love it when the sun's ray shine through leaves reaching me, caressing my skin. I love public transport, not because I cant drive, but because you're able to meet and observe the most interesting people. I love mannish scents. I love feeding the ducks, and wild birds at the lake. I love books, and borders, where I can forget everything, and let my imagination soar. I also love mario kart!

A year ago, I will never imagine myself saying this, I have this L/H r'ship with chocolates. Everyone who knows me til college know that I love chocolates, and know that'll the sight of it will light my face up, like a fat kid seeing, not creatively, a box of chocolates. I'm trying to grow out of that phase now. I also havent grown to like the cello as much as I want to, because of the amount of practicing and the way the cello works. Kids before the age of 3 are kinda cute, but when they cry, I just want to strangle them.

On the intense side of life, I think the social norm is fcked up. Fuck social norm. Why is it a norm when it's only attainable by 2% of the bloody population. Fuck being skinny, fuck being size 6 and below. Do you know how many years I've dealt with my weight? I started dealing with it since I was 10, and stupid losers who think they're so cool, call you dumb names. Well, look at them now, successful much? Do you know how many gallions of tears I shed, because of the social norm? Do you know how hard it is to pretend to be happy when you're rotting inside? Fat people try to be funny and act like they don't care because they think that they have nothing else to offer. Do you know how hard it is to stop yourself from puking after eating? I tried it, okay? It sucked, it doesnt work. I hate David Beckham, no offense Mung, because he likes his stupid alligator-skin bag owning wife, being stupidly skinny, he likes her like that. Salute Pierce Brosnan, & Hugh Jackman. I also hate stupid women, who succumb to stupid fashion statements buying stupid animal products, alligator/ostrich skin things are seriously not ethical. If human skin bag was a fashion, I'm sure people wont stop at alligator skins! If I could get a tattoo, right here right now, and without being genetic vulnerable to keloid scars, it'll be 'fuck social norm' in latin. I also hate stupid people who try to bring you down. Okay, I get it, you have to bring people down, because it boosts up your stupid ego, which is as stupid as you are, but just shut up, and use your brain for once! Shut up if you have nothing nice to say. I had this ex-classmate who hates ugly people, and I kinda think I know how she feels, because it's ditto for me for stupid people. I also hate it when people walk slowly blocking the whole walkway, do you know how much time I wasted, in college, walking behind people? Brisk walking is cool. & females caking up their pores with make up isnt basic politeness, its just a stupid anti-feminist movement. Look at my sister, no make-up, damn great bf. As much as I don't want to believe it, I'm sure the personality counts, which I admit, mine sucks. Social norm sucks. Anti-feminist movements sucks, what the hell? Why would people rather marry losers, than living an independent life? Having an exam on Monday sucks, just when I have personal revolutionary thoughts inside me!

I'm intense, sue me.
Bad mood, exam coming up, either that or PMS.
& no, I'm fine, not going to cut myself anytime soon.