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14/05/1991, Name: Veronica
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CUTE LOVELY STUFF, You, skateboards, saying "Asscrack, omfg, really not?!?!, aiseh, AWESOME!", trucker caps, boys, dressing up, Ramen's egg, nails, making art, chatting, totally random stuff, plush toys, Arcade's SweetCandy Land (IM CRAZY OVER IT), perfumes, hair, white elephants.
Excel: procrastinating, not making sense at all, engaging in activities for no apparent reason.
Contact: seasonsnow@hotmail.com
SHIMMERING SINCE 05/27/2007
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- Plain tees from ZARA/TOPSHOP
- New bag
- Electric blue nail polish!
- Mac Pro 15" black hard case cover
- DIVA's black accessories!
- Waist-length hair
- Roses
- Mac awesome sticker (yet to customize it)
- iphone 5
- OPI nail polish
- ipad 3
- chiffon/ mesh clothes
- Newlook/topshop/diva/F21 vouchers!
Wheee! :)
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Name: Veronica
Location: Singapore, Singapore
Birthday: 5/14/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: Accents, ARRON !! , art, blending food, camwhores, humorous people, hanging out with my totally cool friends, hoodies, listening to music, soft toys, painting my nails, piano pieces, piercings, screaming, smiling, skateboard, shopping alot of it, singing in the shower, talking on the phone and msn, whipped cream.
Expertise: I dress in black, I have big bones, I am not skinny, so i must be fat. I hate running or any kind of exersice except swimming, I paint my nails in black, I scream, & yell, I dont want to grow up, I don't want to face reality, I don't really allow myself to get close to anyone at all anymore, everyone just seems the same to me, except my *. -*******----**---------.<3
Occupation: Student.
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
7/13/2006
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| Www.nitamagomaniac.blogspot.com
I wanted to come back here. But I love my new blog's name!! Haha. So I'll be posting there for awhile :p | | |
| I know recently my posts have been surrounding sad events and happenings. I do have happy moments, but I never got about blogging about it. This one wont be any different. So come, engulf yourself in this space of sadness, tears and tiredness. For life is all about experiencing isn't it?
I just came back from being engaged in a roadside drama. It's as if I was naturally cast in this idol series and it's one of those heart-breaking scene where you cry together cause the plot was created with such intention.. to stir your emotions.. the camera zoomed-in on the silence, heads hung low with bloodshot eyes. Such strength, such emotions, paired with a soft breeze gently caressing the face. No room for thoughts, no room for breathing, no room for negotiation. Somewhere, just shortly after the highlight of the show, we stood. Fighting, struggling, whispering. Short breaths, almost asthmatically, seized my lungs and I breathed the same words over and over again. My eyes were dead and unfocused.
We have to improve, we have to move on, we have to forgive and forget. You have to, too.
I have to accept difference in life. I refused to accept. I was shocked. I kicked up a fuss. I felt so alive. I felt me, the energy of bouncing around inside again. Good night.
Now my chest is having sudden odd sour feelings and I hate the way it feels. I believe they call it tugging on the heartstrings. | | |
| I'm... finally alone.
My head was too crazy. The thoughts bounced around inside my skull like a disoriented swarm of bees. Noisy. Now and then they stung. Must be hornets, not bees. Bees die after one sting. And the same thoughts were stinging me again and again. I know the feeling of being hopelessly in love and I appreciate every single love that's why I try to go along sometimes while trying to keep the boundaries if not I try my best to push away for hope that they could be saved. It NEVER works. But once in awhile, I get that hurtful feeling myself that I just.. want to give them a tight hug cause it really hurts very bad.
I haven't went drinking for almost a month.. A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When, for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think. And things seem so sharp, and the world seems so fresh. But I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived for these moments. They pull me back to the present. Staying true to my ban till now, I channelled my negativity into Ben&Jerry's pints of goodness. I have had 10 pints up till now. That's alot spent on icecream and wilingly, I let myself gain weight... The stupid reasons of letting myself go.
Just because I think that when I get fatter and uglier, they'll be saved. After some thinking through later, I might stop because it gets really saddening to not be able to fit into my favourite shirts. Here's a flood of photos of me and me only. Should there be any questions regarding anything, ask meeee.
SIXTEEN -- looking like an auntie
Worms for eyebrows.
SEVENTEEN -- meeting my new hairdresser! <3
My then new hairdresser promptly rebonded and cut my hair.
EIGHTEEN -- looking young
NINETEEN -- started drawing brows because ZIEG commented "why is it that you have makeup on your whole face but you don't draw your eyebrows?" Back then, I thought "okay what.. eyebrows only." Now, we see the difference. GIRLS, EYEBROWS ARE IMPORTANT OKAY DON'T BE LAZY.
Exception-- KACH!!
TWENTY -- didn't learn how to trim eyebrows MYSELF till now (which was irritating because I had to travel all the way to my facial aunty's house to do it at $30 zzz I stopped), because the previous makeup classes were too ex, $1000+?! Then Zen introduced me to HanaAcaemy where I only spent $180. Yay! Now everything's done at home wheee~
Curled my hair!
Attempted to be cute for a day...
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| My stupidity has left me with nothing but tears, heartache, 3hours of sleep and alot of shit to clean up.
Is running away an option? I'm going to disappear. | | |
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