8.26.2014

Singles


I'm really rubbish at updating this blog, mostly because Instagram is my priority and this blog is the dumping ground for all my outtakes. I'm sorry blog but it's the truth *shrugs*
I'm literally wearing Monki from top-to-toe in this set (what's new pussycat?). Monki Millie shirt, Tami dress and Leonor boots, #monkistyle. You're welcome. 
Not sure if Bush is considered a grunge band but Gavin Rossdale's voice in Glycerine reminded me of Kurt who in turn made me think of Winona who inspired this look which actually on second thought looks more like Kyra Sedgewick in Singles than my intended Winona in Reality Bites. But it's okay, they're all essentially inspired by the same era and city and this collection is named Seattle, so it's all good. 


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8.15.2014

Stronger

If there's anything I've learnt is that I will not tolerate anymore bullshit verbal abuse that's being slung at me. Spirituality/wellness/self-improvement does not a good person make. You need to readily step back and take a good look at yourself before putting the blame on anyone. I accept the criticism because I know who I am and what I am like. You, on the other hand, do not, instead preferring to delude yourself that you embody all you've read in these manuals. Good luck, I don't care anymore what you think. Stop taking things so literally; always making everyone feel bad about themselves for absolutely nothing or over something that's not within their control. I've had enough. I'm not going to concede defeat anymore. This is the towel, I am throwing it in. Chasing theories will only make you a sad being. I don't know how anyone could put up with this emotional/verbal abuse for so long. It is exhausting to have to stroke that ego all the time. I cannot keep it all in, I want to shout but I know I will not win even though I know I am right. But as they say, we cannot argue with fools. Thank god I had a 2 year break.

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8.03.2014

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I'm wearing: Monki from head to toe

I've been reading Sun Tzu's Art of War and Neil Strauss' The Game simultaneously for the past few days. Other than being hilariously and profoundly entertaining, they proved useful by giving insight into the male/female/human psyche. Both books support social theories than can be applied to daily life; I'm always a sucker for self-improvement & raising my self above others, especially enemies/competitors. Sun Tzu extolled that we must love our enemies. I'm trying to learn to do just that.
Which is ironic because I read my horoscope in the papers the other day: "Being determined will get you places but patience is a more lasting virtue."

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30 by 30

Amsterdam, November 2013

Got this idea from another blog, it's now my life goal to visit 30 countries by the time I hit 30. I'm currently 23 (May 2014) and done a fair bit of travelling in my younger days so I'm pretty confident I can achieve this.
Countries I've already visited:
  1. Australia
  2. Belgium
  3. China
  4. France
  5. Germany
  6. Hong Kong
  7. Japan
  8. Luxembourg
  9. Malaysia -- this counts (lol)
  10. Monaco
  11. Netherlands
  12. New Zealand
  13. Portugal
  14. Singapore
  15. South Korea
  16. Spain
  17. Taiwan
  18. Thailand
  19. United Kingdom (England and Wales)
  20. United States
  21. Vietnam  

Nine more countries to go, I hope to be adding Sweden and Norway into this mix soon!

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Afraid

I'll admit: I'm afraid. I'm afraid of falling in love. I'm afraid of someone falling in love with me. With all my faults. With all my mistakes. Despite my vanity. Despite my selfishness. Despite my ugliness inside and outside. I'm afraid I never live up to their expectations. Even if they have none, I'm afraid I won't make a lasting enough impression. I put so much pressure on myself and on this one person to be perfect. We must be perfect. I don't accept less than perfect. 
Perfect doesn't exist. And this is why I'm alone.
It's better this way. 

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