"Be cruel to me 'cause I'm a fool for you."

Suck It and See ; Arctic Monkeys

I just need one thing from you. Closure.

Please, let me move on from this chapter of life.

I need a hug.

Opium.

A group of people came to school the other day. They were promoting a contest to female students where contestants are judged based on public speaking capabilities and other talents. Honestly, my interest was piqued since I'm about to go into a field where spontaneous replies and quick thinking are required. It's easy; just record a half a minute video and talk about yourself and your talents. I was like, 'Hey, this is a piece of easy pie'..until I heard the ways to actually be in the running to be the top contestants. People have to Facebook like you and the top ten girls will then be called in to be judged by a bench of qualified (I hope) judges.

This is what I dislike the most about today's competitions. You have to be Facebook popular to win. Talent is placed second after popularity. So what happens to a girl who is not really active in Facebook and does not have a great Facebook social life but she's talented as hell? I'm not implying that people who win competitions through Facebook or whatever kind of social websites are untalented. It's just..not fair. People who have tons of friends on Facebook have of course, the higher possibility of winning compared to those who have an average number of friends. How is this fair in any context?

Whatever happened to real competitions where people are judged based on talent and capabilities and not on how many fucking likes you have for your picture or video?

Bullet.

Teacher : Did you know that the curly hair is the most healthy type of hair?

Classmate : Then why did you straighten your hair?

Ooohh, burn.

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I have finally sensed a pattern.

I love expressing myself with profanities. Now, don't get me wrong. I am not rude. I don't call or label anyone with vulgar comments or words. I don't use the word 'bitch' or any other words that could cause the same amount of damage to a person emotionally on any human being because it is very degrading, imo. I don't use profanities from different languages (Hokkien language make everything sound so bloody vulgar. No, really.) on people. Or cats.

I like using 'fuck' as a way to stress anything and everything. Emotions, actions, good music, hot men; whatever that needs stressing. In fact, 'fuck' sounds like a compliment if I use it on people. Eg. James Franco is a cool fucker or; Kelly Jones is a BAMF (Bad Ass Mother Fucker). See where I'm going with this?

Okay, so basically, I don't use bad words on anyone (unless they're mild profanities like 'asshole', because 'asshole' doesn't sound like a word that is vulgar enough to be banned from being used on human beings. To me, it is as good as 'stupid'.) for intentions of degrading or angering anyone. It's just a pretty good way to express thoughts and stuff.

Also, I just like using 'fuck'. A lot. It has such a nice ring to everything I say.

Taylor.

A happy, summery song for everyone. Because everyone's in a shitty mood these days so happy song yay! And watch my boyfriend rock out on that bass. So near yet so far. *strokes Will Sturgeon's face on computer screen*

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104 days. Until I lose my STPM virginity to the first paper.

It feels like I'm already being fucked.

I need to get my priorities straight now. No more stalking hot guys who know nothing of my existence until further notice.

Weeds.

Radiohead's Lotus Flower earns five fucking gold stars for being so damn good. Thom's spastic dance, the bassline that has earned a temporary home in my head, Thom's falsetto voice, the lyrics. I don't remember why or how this song seemed so messed up during my first listen. The song is gorgeous.

There are many acoustic versions of this song but I prefer the full band version, because the bassline is so mindfucking.

I finally got myself to the doctor after suffering from a 10-day old sore throat that refuses to leave. I am now taking five kinds of pills and I think it is making me high or some sort. And cough mixture. Yeap, codeine. I'mma drug addict.