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"I'm not a born actress, as such, I care about expressing feelings." -Audrey Hepburn

Many times I care too much about feelings and feelings make up my whole world for me. It makes me wonder whether the world I'm living in is the real one. Cause I feel surreal in my own delusion more than anywhere else.


desires

I want to play a grand piano on some gorgeous stage with a million audience.
I want to learn as many instruments as possible; saxophone will be next.
I want to dive in a swimming pool-sized of chocolate fondue.
I want a field flooded with orange daisies.
I want to teleport to Berklee!
I want a library of books with classics, and very very very extremely good books & novels.
I want to own a home movie theatre with my very own ice cream fridge.
I want to direct my own gore movie and write my own gore novel. (this is thrilling.)
I want to get married to some rich guy and be a tai tai. HAH.

Contact me.

@ lolalimlumlabe_92@hotmail.com

clicks

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Sunday, September 27, 2009

3am. I’m fucking depressed. F1rocks ttm. But then something else happened. I’m pissed. ‘A’ broke my heart. And I wondered if it’s true when people say that Caucasians aren’t Asians’ cup of tea. We are just from different worlds. Maybe I’m just mesmerized by the blue eyes and sexy accent. Or totally attracted by his cheekbones and his bod.

I’ve no idea why I’m fretting about what happened when Promos is just the next day. I’m gonna flung it real bad. I think I’m gonna do even worse than Fred.
I think I’ll retain. Retaining in Pj is totally a bad idea. It’s as if staying in the hellhole for two dread long years aren’t enough, I still need another year. Fml.

Talking about F1, it was… just not as thrilling as I thought it would be. But I enjoyed the after party and concert. Totally awesome. And I got my VIP PASS, thanks to A. I’m freaking privilege pls. I got to see celebrities upclose, backstage. Blackeyed peas, beyonce. And NODOUBT, cool like shit.
Got away from the crowd at canning and had a talk, which was really sweet. But I’m fucking upset with him. Maybe I shouldn’t have fallen too deep from the start cause he’s just from Mars and I’m from Venus.

Fingers crossed. Don’t retain. Do well. Get over and done with.
And get my life back.

Mood : Cranky. Fucked up. Thrilled. Messed up. Jaded.

Totally insane.




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