Just can't get enough

I am SO addicted to that song. I know it's like a generic pop song on the radio, therefore some people might not like how mainstream it is, but it's the kind of song that's so catchy, it gets stuck in your head all day. Kinda like Party In The USA by Little Miss I-Grew-Out-Of-The-Whole-Hannah-Montana-thing-Now-So-You-Can-Suck-It haha. Shit, that bloody song is so annoyingly catchy that I find myself singing it in times of distress. Okay maybe not just in times of distress. :x

The knee-high socks look is so cool. Looks as if you're wearing boots when you're really not. If I attend a party with a theme anytime soon, I'm so going to try this. :)

Just amazing. I probably could never pull it off as well as these people do, but I like to try.

Photo credits: 1 2 3

xoxo

Where is my mind?

School's been so boring these past few weeks, and today is just one of those days when it seems completely pointless because I could've just stayed home and studied. Probably the main reason of me going to school is to see my classmates. Ahhh and also because my parents will never let me skip for no reason whatsoever. My stomach hurt really badly, so I wasn't in a fantastic mood all day. I believe it was gastric pain ...

On another note, add math is just so fucked up. Is it even possible for the average teenager or human being for that matter to understand it? It doesn't look that way to me. I sit down, look at it, try to work out some exercises, and FAIL.-.- I doubt I'll even be applying a single formula in my life after high school.

I'm pretty damn sure I'm not going to be an engineer (they apply add math in their line of work, don't they?) or an architect or anything that's science-related. Sure those are the kinds of jobs that make big bucks and people look up to you, etc but really, I have zero interest in science. And math. Someone once told me that he'd be a manwhore if he was desperate 'cause it's an easy access to money, haha. Riiiight.

I'm hungry, and the weather's too hot for anything other than ice cream. Talk soon, xx

Comfort Food

Frozen yogurt.
I can't not preach the goodness of this dessert (it is dessert, right?) to my dad all the time.
I'm sure he gets sick of me telling him how heaven sent this is and that I want to go to Tutti Frutti really badly. But come onnn. Look at this.

APPLE CRUMBLE

Okay I really have to stop.


*pictures from Tumblr

What's Love Got To Do With It?

I've been kind of a bitch to some people lately and I don't even know why. The problem is that these people actually matter to me, and I feel like total shit after treating them so badly when they clearly don't deserve it. Or do they? I don't even know exactly why I behave like this sometimes, but I blame it on my weird mood swings which are probably caused by the instability of the chemicals in my brain or something. I get so easily angered, frustrated and irritated, and most of the time I can't even pinpoint a particular reason. Maybe I'm just hiding from the truth ...

On a lighter note, I get happy quite easily also. Like when I think of shopping. I don't want to sound frivolous but I haven't exactly shopped in a long time and I think everyone agrees that retail therapy is just the right remedy for ... anything. Oh and I get excited when I think of what to eat. Yes, I think of food 24/7, it's better than thinking about people who just screw around, leaving you confused, and screw around some more. Everyone gets sick and tired after a while; every game will get old soon enough; and before you know it, the players in the game will just want it to end already.

Am I not making sense to you? :/

xoxo

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

The bralet is just a gorgeous and kickass item of clothing that I want in my closet right now. I'd layer a (sheer, maybe, if I feel ever daring enough) cardigan over it and pair it with something high-waisted, skirt or shorts, and tights. Because this is Malaysia and people stare at you funny or worse, if you dress differently.




This is the perfect outfit ohmygoddd. The suede booties are to die for! I feel so happy by just looking at this.

It's raining, the sky is really dark and moody (not my kinda weather) and I'm listening to music from Sucker Punch. The soundtrack is just awesome, and it suits the mood I'm in now. I'll start working on my homework soon and maybe try to squeeze in some revision/studying. All I can think of right now is the banana chocolate chip muffin from Starbucks .... so much for 'focusing' right.

xoxo

Is it possible to not love this face?

I'm in love with Chuck.
Looking at his adorable smile makes me just wanna elope with him. Sigh.

Chew On This

The girls of 90210 for Nylon magazine, minus Jessica Lowndes. They're all so pretty and each have their own individualistic looks. I just had to post these up.

xx
One of my New Year resolutions for 2011 (trust me, I have plenty, and they're always the same every year because I can never seem to make them happen) is to stop judging people based on first impressions. Everyone knows it's wrong to judge someone when we hardly know that person in particular, especially when we hear negative things through gossip, and yet we still judge others. Like "ohh she's such a slut, but I don't really know her personally". So everytime you see that supposed slut you practically see the words tattooed across her forehead. Yeah, it's not nice, but who can help it? I, for one, definitely can't.

It's just one of those things that comes naturally. When you hear that someone you don't know well is a really horrible person, it's only normal to have that negative image stuck in your head. That is, until that person clears the air. I hate it when people say things about me, when they don't know me at all. Like just because I don't have a big fat cheesy "the world is so good to me and isn't life just brilliant ohh yeah" smile on my face 24/7, doesn't mean I'm a snob. Or a bitch. Maybe I am a bitch, a little, only if you are one to me. Other than that, I'm generally nice to everyone. Mutual. Come onnnn if you knew me at all, you'd know that I'm not mean or unfriendly. -.- So my point is, I'm trying my best not to judge others so quickly. It will take time, but it's not impossible.

I just remembered that it's the 10th of April, which means it's the day of Bruno Mars's concert. And I'm at home, wasting time. I hate Mondays, and there's no one to make me feel better. :(

"You broke me into tiny little pieces, and left me to put myself together on my own." EMO SHIZZ.

xoxo