Cutting your hair

I don't know if its just me and my family but they looooooooove short hair. 

Before my hair can barely be at chest length, they need to chop it off. This makes me upset. I mean, I've always wanted nice long hair like everyone else but then it never lasts ....

Does anyone feel me? 

I don't like the constant need to cut my hair so often and I have to go through that long process of growing it back which leads to the horrible growing out stage that looks gross. 

HAIR TIES ARE MY BEST FRIEND AT THIS STAGE

so yeah. 

bye bye hair :(

My 8 minutes

So recently, I finished watching "extremely loud and incredibly close"

[ If you haven't watched it, please do. It's truly an amazing film ]

In the film, the boy, Oskar, mentions that if the Sun exploded, it would take approx 8 minutes before we can feel the damage. So for that 8 mins, we would still have light and we would still be warm. He compares that to his father, who died in 9/11. A year after his father died, he could still feel that 8 minutes with him and he didn't want those 8 minutes to slip away. 

Today was the last day of school. Next year, we are all going our separate ways and we would be meeting less often. The holidays are going to be so lonely..... however, I'm still basking in the "8 Minutes" I have with them. I still feel them close and I don't want this time space to end. 

Ever. 

oh and If any of you reads this, here is virtual hug for you. 

Till the next time I see you guys..... buhbye.

Painting

Hey guys!

So exams have ended and I've been painting a lot. This reminds me of the magic that happens.

I KID YOU NOT 

magic happens. 

When I paint, you see, normal people use a paintbrush and draw a pretty picture and everything is all fine....but no. For me, after painting, I have paint literally everywhere and the best thing is, I don't even remember it.

I have paint on my hair

I have paint on my table

I have paint on my arms

I have paint on the cupboard on top of me

Imagine sneezing with a nose bleed. yep. Now swap the blood with paint

And there I am, cleaning everything up because I am a naughty child with bad painting skills.....

but one day I will learn the magic behind that weirdly-appears-everywhere-paint

Till, next time internet, [wish me luck on my paints]

WOWEE. Science

Bad Bus Ride

I really need to rant about that unpleasant bus journey.
Like really.

So, I was waiting for the bus to come and unfortunately, it took a while so I boarded the next bus that would take me the nearest to my house. Brilliant.

BUT OH NO 

The bus driver was a flippin mad driver. Probably had a bad day or something. It was quite crowded, so I decided to lean against the railings near the steps of the double decker bus steps. I was beside it mind you. NOT blocking it. The bus driver got out of his seat, stood up and shooed us in to make space [which may I include, WAS FOR NO ONE SO FAR] 

I was going to get off at the next stop, so I thought I should just hang around, cause I was not blocking anyone and the insides were all without railings. I would fall.  BUT HE COULD NOT TAKE ANY OF THE NONSENSE. 

He proceeded to yell at me in some language I DONT UNDERSTAND. Well thank you kind sir, what a pleasant ride. The lady in front of me was also very pleasant. She angrily shooed me down disapprovingly and said I was blocking the staircase. 

Hold up madame.

 FOR ONE, I was not blocking. 

TWO, I was getting off soon. 

THREE. What did I do to you?

Anyways,

I just swallowed it in and walked to the centre of the mass chunk of people. I was losing my balance. My hands were full, wrists breaking and here I am with other people glaring at me as I narrowly miss them. I did not hurt anyone nor even touch anyone FYI.

I'm so glad that unpleasant bus ride ended quickly. I was fuming mad. I don't get mad easily but both of them were on my nerves

what was worse, I realised the bus I needed to take zoomed past me. And I was left storming down the long stretch of road before I could reach home........ 

Okay, anger let out now...

Hope you guys had a better day(:

BYE GUYS

Layered music

Have you ever cried till you want to pull your eyes out and then it hurts so freaking much

Because all you have been doing is this

And then you're like

Because after that you get ugly. 

Face it

It's true

Well...... If you have been crying darling,

go get tissues

go get hold of internet

AND GO LISTEN TO LAYERED MUSIC

It's so good, I can't even

LEMME SEND YOU SOME LINKS 

[truly madly deeply]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q92TdN8gaH4

[give me love(layered 4 times over alternating in each ear)]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jlmk9cuI7y0

okay, buhbye guys 

here are some goodnight kisses

Clumsy potato

Hey guys haven't made a post in a while.... ahahah IM SORRY

Well today, I did something embarrassing again *surprise surprise*

I fell on the bus and stepped real hard on someone's foot. Oopsie

And um what followed was 

He kinda hated me after than I mean what can I say.. it hurt.

Worse part was he didn't say anything to me but blatantly and loudly complained about how painful it was to his friends. Typical. 

OH WELLS 

good thing he dropped off at the next stop.... 

and if you see this, boy,

for 1. crushing your foot

    2. blogging about it 

Till next time guys. 

Spoken Word

So I don't know about you but I really love listening to good spoken word poetry.

I even have a habit of reading poems in my head that way too. Oops

It even takes on the voice of a specific spoken word artist . Cool right? 

Anyways, the thing with spoken word is that you can re watch it over and over and over again hearing each word enunciated perfectly over and over again the punch line hitting you just as hard over and over again. Its magic 

Often times, I'm filled with this warm and fuzzy feeling I just cannot put into words. It simply has to be felt. Well, maybe this might put it into internet context for everyone to understand better.

YUP. It's that good. ESPECIALLY SARAH KAY AND PHIL KAYE. They are my absolute favourites and I am very proud to say that I have seen them perform live and met them. It was one of the most well spent 2 hours 

I don't know why but I've recently realised that I quote sarah kay and phil kaye a lot very naturally. It's kind of scary. As far as I know there are only 3 people in this world I can quote their poetry by heart. Only 3. They are special.  Hehe 

Lets make this blog post even longer by ME sharing with you some of these instances. sighs...

So the other day I got laughed at in class for reading in a weird way. Geez. I get it man.... and yeah I was kind of bummed. BUT THEN. The thing that came to my mind was this line from the Origin story by S and P kay.    " When they make fun of your accent, I'll take you swimming because we all sound the same underwater" 

I know I know 

Its so sweet right? I've always wanted someone to say that to me. Never going to happen but you know what. I'll just watch it in replay. hehe. 

OH OH and the other incident. Was when my math teacher was telling the class that practice makes perfect, Well..... I kinda was too high and said NO. then whispered to my deskmate "practice doesn't make perfect, it makes permanent" ~sarah kay

I sound creepy all of a sudden I hope you guys don't get scared. Please don't leave :(

I love you all 

See you next time 

Buhbye 

ANNA AKANA OMG

Hi guys.
So I have a little teensy tiny obsession with anna akana. SHE IS SO COOOOOOL.

1. She is drop dead gorgeous
2. She is Hi-la-ri-ous
3. She has amazing fashion sense. (love her tights)
4. She is my spirit animal
5. She talks sense and gives great advice. Her videos are full of relatable stuff
6. SHE USES A PROP GUN c'mon. How can you not like the prop gun.

7. She has this awesome outro. " stay awesome gotham" BATMAN FAN. wooohoo

8. Good storyline and characterisation and camera and basically. everything. 

9. I love her. 

10. Problem? 

She talks about cool stuff

HERE ARE SOME. 

so you guys should go check her out. I promise you won't regret it hahahaha

and what better way to end this post off than this.....

Cozy nights in

Im sitting on my beanbag, legs propped up on my bed. Computer screen illuminating my face and earphones plugged in. Listening to my jams : Ariana Grande Ft Nathan Skyes Almost is never enough, and Tenth Avenue North. Goodness its beautiful....

It's a comfortable position. Warm environment. The only down point is that I'm supposed to be memorising a script. HOW FUN.

Sometimes I just want to lie down and relax. I guess work just never lets me have it easy. Sigh. I hope I don't bore you guys with my boring words. I'll promise I'll write about more interesting stuff. For now, bear with me. 

On a side note, I've realised the home environment has been really happy lately and that's great. It's just that I've been reading and hearing about sad news about other people. I also see people writing about how they are sad. Losing themselves. Finding themselves. Struggling. It pains me and I'm not going to lie.. does drag me down. But I mean I'm not blaming anyone. I accept it and I will continue to stay happy. While it lasts I guess....

How I wish I had a cup of hot chocolate with me now. OHMY that would be the best thing ever, My head hurts now... from all the chinese. I hope I don't mess it up. Geez. I'm such a worrywart. 

Wish me luck guys and Stay brilliant world