Ironing, whining

Last night I saw two musicians. Asia's superstar icon, Lee-Hom Wang and my beloved idol, Sam Beam. HURRAY!!!!!!




Sammy, we love your beard.
It's my safety spot.

turbulence

So I unintentionally planned out my winter break. I will be spending those few weeks learning the unfamiliar programs I listed in my resume.

I'm waiting for Rimbaud to come through the mail. 

And a career.

=)

Hello. So he won!

Today begins a new chapter in Barack Obama's life. Imagine how drastic the lives of his children will change once they move into the White House. As fortunate Malia Ann & Natasha are, they will also suffer the consequences of the privileged, especially being the daughters of the first (half) black President. Their lives are at risk.

I didn't mean to start off pessimistic. It's just what I'm thinking of now. 

Off to the next paragraph!

Lately, I've been having trouble with the internet since I'm on wireless. The only steady spot I have is the kitchen, which is where I am right now. But that's not so bad at this time of the day. It's completely quiet. Hot water and teabags are within an arm's reach. The telephone is ringing... my mom just picked it up from the other room. 

My sister is coming home for the weekend which means I have to clean up. Cleaning up doesn't bother me as much anymore. I actually just found my high school poetry book again. It costed $40 (equals a million dollars in my currency) when I first got it but we had the option of reselling it for $27. However, by the end of the semester, I couldn't give the book. It's golden! I love poetry! and music! and art! and films! and a hot cup of tea =)

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Sometimes I feel as if the only thing I have control of in my life is my hair.

melancholy mondays

My feet's cold. I'm wearing snowboots in the house. =(

I'm on my 6th cup of tea. Radiohead's Fake Plastic Trees is playing in the atmosphere. I miss my best friend.