5th of June

1. Skinny Love
2. Jaime Lannister
3. Sandor Clegane
4. Na Ying
5. Arctic Monkeys

8 Reasons I Love Tea

8 Reasons I Love Tea

1. Tea makes the world a better place.

2. Drinking tea is bloody vintage.

3. Everything about it is pretty: the box, the packet, the teacups, even the tea leaves.

4. Tea helps us lose weight.

5. It de-stresses too.

6. It's healthy.

7. It tastes good.

8. There's just something elegant about tea.

How To Have A Lovely Day:

How To Have A Lovely Day:

1. On the air-conditioner to the lowest, cover up with a huge comforter and wallow in bed.
2. Wear something that makes you feel good about yourself.
3.  Read a book in the garden.
4. Smile and hum to yourself.
5. Drink tea.
6. Watch a good film.
7. Bake for yourself. Or someone else.
8. Listen to good music.
9. Dessert!!!
10. Hug someone.

=)

Octa Manor

Octa Manor

Hmm you know what? I think that living there would be plain awesome. Right there in the middle:

Reasons To Live There:

1. When people ask me 'where do you live', I can actually say "on top of a giant octopus,duh" instead of some boring old place.

2. Imagine swimming in there. Super. Look at the water! Look at how deep it is. Oh my God, it's a dream come true.

3. Maybe the Pirates of the Caribbean crew will shoot their next film here and I get to see (holyshit) Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp. And maybe invite them over to my house. And we'll sit on my comfy couch sipping tea like English people with our pinkies up. Hoola.

4. It's soooooo pretty. Picture perfect.

5. I live on a freakin' OCTOPUS. =)

Woots.

I'm

I'm

Currently addicted to:

1. 90210
2. Lips of an angel
3. The computer
4. Nail polish
5. Tumblr
6. Aerosmith
7. Vintage stuff
8. Matt Lanter
9. Picture words
10. Black Ts

Death Metal Bands

Okay, these are the things I realised about death metal bands (or black metal bands. Whatever it's called.):

1. It's all about screaming. And I don't even think it's screaming. To make it easier, I'm just going to call it hoarsing. It's kind of like yelling your lungs off in a really hoarse way. Like grating your throat on sandpaper. Seriously. It sounds painful. Almost like pouring nails down your throat painful. I pay my utmost respect to rock singers.

2. They have really nice lyrics! Some of it, at least. For example Theatre des Vampires, Atreyu, Savage Garden, Cradle of Filth and so on. But on the other hand, some of them have abominable lyrics - Dope. If you're observant enough, you'll know what inspired me. And you'll know what I mean by inspire because I don't mean inspiring me to write this post.

3. I can't bear looking at them. If I ever searched for them in youtube (out of boredom), I search those with lyrics. Can't stand their clothing, their make-up, their hair... It's... *shudders* I've got nothing more to say. Go see for yourselves.

4. Mild death metal bands are acceptable. But only when I'm high and will not develop terrible migraines. Bands like My Chemical Romance (Chiou Yih!), Within Temptation (it doesn't involve hoarsing and I love them. Sometimes.), Lyriel (I like some (notesome) songs) and possibly Autumn Tears.

5. Absolutely not suitable for children. Especially if you turn the speakers on real loud. They'll bawl their eyes out. Plus, there are all these lyrics like I'm gonna cut your head off and drink your f blood.

6 Things to do On a Rainy Day

1. Sleep. And sleep. And sleep. I think that rainy days are absolutely perfect for sleeping. My room is cold and dark but it's not too cold for blankets and just dark enough for me to stare at the ceiling before falling asleep. I usually don't take afternoon naps but on rainy days, I sleep up to 2 hours. Oh screw insomnia. Sleeping on a rainy afternoon is a must.

2. Watch a tear-jerking movie. I watched 'My Sassy Girl' just now. It may be a bit cheesy if I'm not this sentimental but hey, it's raining. I'm feeling understandably maudlin today so it's the perfect condiment to my insistence on feeling sorry for myself. And Charlie and Jordan of course because they are too sweet together. I like the fact that it's autumn/winter in the movie and it kinda suits the weather here and it's all gloomy and stuff. God, I adore weeping on a rainy day.

3. Sit in front of the window with a mug of hot chocolate. Trust me, it's heaven on earth. But then, you need to be sober to do that. You can't sit there, just watching the rain without feeling bored if you're high. Personally, it's like a form of therapy or something. I watch the raindrops pattering onto my window and there's that sense of peace and... tranquility. It's soothing and stress-relieving. Especially after the heart-stopping results. (Not exactly heart stopping in a good way.)

4. Ooh ooh, I like this one: Listening to Ella Fitzgerald while lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. That's for after waking up from the 2-hour nap and feeling too comfortable to get up and do anything else. I love Ella. She has an amazing voice so smooth and rich and velvety you get goosebumps listening to her. Oooooh, I'm going to scream!!! It feels so good and your heart constricts and you wanna hug someone and never let go. 

5. Cook. Pumpkin soup is nice. Or ham and split pea soup. Or French onion soup. And some garlic bread to dip into the thick, hot, gooey paradise. Dio mio, I can almost see the steam. And omg, chocolate chip cookies!!! Yum. Nibbling chocolatey-delight and wriggling frozen toes. Why hadn't I done this before??? And of course, lasagna. I actually like the beef one more compared to the seafood one. .

6. Writing poems. It actually comes easier than usual. Think about it; you have the mood, you have the dreary setting. What more could you possible ask for? There are a thousand things to write about the rain; there are a thousand things to write about how you feel about the rain; there are a thousand things to write about why you love the rain. Here's a pretty rain poem by Robert Creeley:

All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quiet, persistent rain.

What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often? Is it

that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
will have for me

something other than this,
something not so insistent--
am I to be locked in this
final uneasiness.

Love, if you love me,
lie next to me.
Be for me, like rain,
the getting out

of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-
lust of intentional indifference.
Be wet
with a decent happiness.

10 Things Desperate People Should Do (Before the exam)

Note: I am not responsible for any injuries sustained. The conducts below are not advisable for children below three.

1. Chew your hair while staring at an incomprehensible equation.

2. Tell yourselves that it's okay to flunk Add Maths because it's astupid beautifully intricate subject.

3. Drink lots of caffeine to stay awake while trying to understand (unsuccessfully) Physics.

4. Eat lots of chocolate, get a temperature, skip the exam.

5. Bang your head on the wall (hard, preferably drawing blood) and pretend that you've gone retarded. Then miraculously recover after the exam.

6. Write love poems to the subjects you think you'll flunk.

7. Burst out in tears directly before the exam and start screaming like hell. Trust me, the teacher will insist that you don't take the paper.

8. Sleep on the reference book because according to the law of diffusion, particles will move from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration. Therefore, knowledge will flow into your empty brain. (Genius, right?)

9. Eat lots and lots and lots of fish. Replace everything you normally eat with fish. Don't drink water, drink fish stock. Why? Because fish will make you smarter, duh!

10. Write a guide about what desperate people should do.

Fyi, I've done five.