MOVED. AGAIN.

ZOMG LYK YEAH DATS RITE I'M MOVIN AGAIN 2:

THEJUMBLE IN TUMBLR

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i'm trying not to stare.

anja rubik by artur wesolowski. quazi campaign

i'd like to think that i'm not at all a shallow person that would look at those legs, poke at my own, and groan and feel completely inferior. but, truth be told, that's exactly what i did.

anja's mythical proportions aside, i'm really digging those quasi-bondage style swimming suit.

i could also use a zebra rug in my room.

what terms and conditions?

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hedi slimane diary

when colors represent dynamics and vivacity, black-and-white pictures bring a sense of pacifying stillness; the muted power a smoldering ember that leaves much to the imagination rather than an explosion of sparks that assaults the senses.

the monochromatic landscape also serves to hide the defects presented by a discordance of colors. it eliminates distractions and draw the viewer's attention to the form, composition, and message of the image. form becomes form. light becomes light. shadow becomes shadow. the image is the image.

when life could be converted into black and white, it would be like this:

this is GOOD that is BAD

this man will make you HAPPY all the time that man will make you CRY your heart out

you LOVE this one you HATE that one

this dress is GORGEOUS that one is UGLY AS HELL

you go this way you'll be SUCCESSFUL you go that way you're SCREWED

and each and every one of the above will apply to everyone, every time, no exceptions, with no gray area and no buts. no "terms and conditions apply". in short, life will be a lot easier to lead.

like eating chili.

the first quarter of 2010 was easily the most important period of my life so far. i went through it with a single determination in my mind: LET'S JUST GET THIS OVER WITH.

and now it's almost over.

after the end of next week, there will be no more burden, no more obligation, and no more worry for at least four months. after all, it's time for the super-long holiday. i've been looking forward to the late mornings and even later nights since the beginning of the school year. during classes, i have been dozing off planning about what to do in bali and in hawaii. true, now i am ecstatic that said holiday is almost upon me, but somehow i feel like i've been missing out. i have been so preoccupied that i missed the fun that i could have had in school. i could have stayed a moment longer after the bell, just to have a last-minute chat with my friends. i could have bought an extra bowl of meatballs in the cafeteria. i could have stayed awake through my last economy class.

"life is what happens when you are busy making other plans." - john lennon.

this makes me feel stupid. that is one of my favorite quotes ever, yet i have failed to live by it. but i guess this happens even to the bests of us. we look forward to sunny days while ignoring the scent of the rain around us.

so why don't we stop fretting about getting wet for a minute and look up? maybe look for the cracks in the cloud where the golden sunlight streams through, or maybe inhale the scent of the wet grass, or maybe admire how gray and muted everything seems.

who knows? maybe by appreciating how hard life is right now, i'll eventually find it fun to go through. it's like eating chili and enjoying how the stuff burns your tongue, right?

your life is the most interesting thing that will ever happen to you, so enjoy it while it lasts.

25 random thoughts.

1. my head was so full of nonsense just three minutes ago. where are they now?

2. twitter is killing blogs and facebook. i honestly don't understand twitter's appeal. i mean, you type 140 characters, post it for the world to see. sure it's an easy and quick way to tell the world what you're thinking and doing and it is even a fairly easy way of communicating, ... oh wait. so that's why it's so good.

3. the term "hopeless romantic" defines me in three ways. at the least.

4. it must be good to have a personal stylist to dress you up. not everyday, of course, but on those days when you wonder "why the hell can't i just wear my pajamas to the mall?"

5. the things that you crave the most are the things that will harm you. fast food, smoke, drugs, men...

6. in six months, i'll be in a completely different place leading a completely different life.

7. why do people have "lucky numbers" "lucky days" "lucky colors"? are we really that desperate to believe that some things can be counted on to make us happy?

8. i want a digital camera but i'm afraid i'll break it or lose it.

9. because it seems that there is nothing that i touch that doesn't get scratched or get lost.

10. no, i'm not desperate for love.

11. yes, i breathe on romance.

12. when i feel like it, i will definitely make that "i want" list.

13. why is chesire cat smiling?

14. "why is a raven like a writing desk?" - the madhatter

15.

16. the only kind of pain i don't mind is when i can laugh until my stomach hurts.

17. try to clean up the past, and all you'll get is a messy future.

18. just leave the past alone. the cliche saying has it right: "someday we'll look back at this moment and laugh."

19. dear friends, i love how i can call you anytime just because "i feel like it".

20. when i'm texting or chatting with my friends, sometimes it disturbs me to think how much less we'll have to say to each other when we meet in real life.

21. "ok, let's study. ... is this it? ah screw it. i'll study tomorrow before class." *at the class* "help me out here! ...wait, what? say again? ah screw it."

22. most things are better seen in black-and-white.

23. i heart my 12 centimeters heels and i don't care what people say about my height when i'm wearing them. they kick ass.

24. i have one word for bellbottom jeans: no. i don't care if it's the shit in the 70's--they're dead and should stay dead.

25.

:)

what happened to March?

i honestly don't know.

this month has been so hectic, and it feels like i've been running through it with my hands over my eyes.

we (and by we, i mean us high school seniors) spent march thinking what to do after march. we were preoccupied by the national final exam, so we spent a great deal of our time thinking "what if we fail? what if we don't fail? what will happen after high school?" and more importantly, "I CAN'T WAIT FOR HOLIDAY!"

personally, i find myself staring into space more and more frequently. most of the time i'm visualizing the beach and countless fun-filled sleepless nights.

march, compared to february, has been a drag. except for those few days where everything feels better, i've been feeling like banging my head against the wall.

Q: what is the best thing about March?

A: it's not over yet. there are 3 days left, and that can either be the best or the worst thing about this month.

i'm keeping my fingers crossed.

i tried not using my blackberry for about 2 weeks. the result was that i turned into a more productive human being since i didn't have to check my messages and twitter and facebook every five minutes. but what can i say? the thing gets me.

what happened to February?

calvin harris graced us with his performace at the Blowfish club on february 5th. i was STARSTRUCK.

ah. valentine's day. we were plagued by chocolates and heart emoticons for about a week. i had decided to be my own valentine, so i bought myself a little something to make the holiday sparkle a bit more. check out those 12-centimeter-Alberta Ferretti heels! they're definitely sweeter than a box of chocolates ;)

good thing valentine's day came on the same date as chinese new year, so us single beings didn't need to drown in our miserable loveless loneliness. a dose of family is always good once in a while.

cindy, my best friend, turned 18. we gave her cupcakes in the face and a handmade-36D-studded bra. she gave us way too much sushi.

i was ecstatic, albeit only for a short time.

i was excited, all the way through the month.

i cried, for a few days at a time.

i laughed, a lot.

i hoped, and i still am.

i drank a lot of hazelnut chocolate, to keep me going through it all.

ps: twitter did it. it killed my blog.

eclipsed.

i just wish you'd understand.

you went like an arrow.

and you haven't come out on the other side.

the amsterdam chainsaw massacre.

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the fact that there is a crisis is not a reason to stop creating beautiful, extreme things

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