Category: blog
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nostalgia
I have to admit I miss my hair in this length and shade of copper-blonde, amongst a whole lot of other used-to-bes.
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pink cascades
Picture perfect pastels Cascading pink petals Flowers in bloom I’ve never fancied flowers much, because they’re too quickly dead and withered the moment you begin to appreciate their beauty
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outside my window
The prettiest sights are almost invariably tainted howbeit calculated efforts to keep our perspectives crystal clear. A willfully affirmed fogged vision. We like what we see, forfeit what we don’t. That’s human beings for you. Yes, the world’s less glorious with your eyes wide open. What’s that stuck on your window panes? Maybe you should…
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the modern gothic
The Basílica y Templo Expiatorio de la Sagrada Familia (Basilica and Expiatory Church of the Holy Family), better known as Sagrada Familia. Roman Catholic church in Barcelona, Catalonia. Magnum opus of Antoni Gaudi, God’s Architect. Viewing it from different compass points gives you a distinct feel of the buildings’ elements, its Nativity Façade (east), Passion Façade…
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keep calm and stay sassy
The school of hard-knocks that is life clearly isn’t just any bubble-wrapped, sugar-coated candyland. When the going gets tough, chant this mantra: To me, being 22 & trying to keep your sanity in this crazy world is: 1. Realizing what a terrible person I am / had been 2. Knowing my flaws, recognizing the need…
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hey pugly
Supposed to be revising for 777 exam tomorrow, but here I am and getting a kick out of entering ‘ugliest pugs’ into Google Images. I swear if I ever get a pug I can never look the poor chap in the face! I can just die laughing Hence a pug would always, totally make my day.…
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silver lining
“Make your friends early, when they stand nothing to gain. Also, don’t trust boys. They all want to sleep with you. For hundred false friends I can have one true, and that is the price of friendship.” – The BFF, Weihan-ology
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had my heart aglow
Memories aren’t created to be tossed aside or fed to the wind. Most unfortunately whoever created Man didn’t engineer our brains to work as per a shredder does – feed it in, tear it apart, then proceed to expel the remnants. Letting go takes tremendous practice – a dab of ignorance, a handful of shrugs, closed…
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__ staring into space
Head on with the crowd, realizing my neighbour has passed on, I’m trapped standing between both our gates, trying to find the right empathetic words to say, and it could only be “I’m sorry.” I meant to say a whole lot more – so much easier to churn out four thousand words of cold hard…
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headlights, buggies, immaculate Pixar movies
So this lifelong paper chase concludes in February with the Bachelor’s degree conferred on me yet the anticipated pride hasn’t hit, let alone any sense of accomplishment at having survived the insanely rigorous rite of passage into the adults’ society. Why then, did this flimsy piece of paper hold more intrigue ten years ago, than…
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fragile things
“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a…
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Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.
AM SO GONNA MISS THIS LIGHT BROWN SHADE when I inevitably dye my hair chocolate brown/black. I can’t be a stewardess looking like this. Well, although black hair has gotta have its perks…
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190. kittilicious!!
Because every kitty lover deserves a KITTILICIOUS 2013!!! Amongst the first things that inevitably comes to mind when people think of me: HELLO KITTY. Why do I love thee, thou kitty without a mouth?? A cat by any other breed will purr as sweet…
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class like a ’57 Cadillac
WHO WANTS TO DO THIS WITH ME?! #bucketlist I’m a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine Got a sunroof top and a gangster lead
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185. come with me
Enjoy the last day of 2012, everybody! Time to shed old baggage and lighten up. Start each year afresh, perhaps? By truly believing that every year will be better than the last, half the battle is already won. “Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’…” ― Alfred Tennyson
Viktoria Jean 