March 2012
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cinnamonsnails asked: So I just checked out your design blog. You are amazing. Have you always been interested in designing? Besides designing, do you have other alternatives in mind?
February 2012
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I just fear those days where I wake up and want to stay in bed forever. I don’t want to go to class, I don’t want to make breakfast. The longer I lie there thinking about the consequences of skipping a day of class, the more inclined I am to actually doing it. Once I make the decision to skip one day, skipping a second, third, fourth day means nothing anymore. Bad habits develop easily...
Anonymous asked: You're absolutely gorgeous and blog is beautiful. I can't stop listening to the song you have on here either :x Ughhh. You're so perfect.
ericnooyen asked: so when i move to NY should i expect some old geezer to hit on me? ..
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Subway Life
5 things that bug me on the subway:
1. Touchy little kids. It could be by accident or on purpose but regardless of intention, it’s my #1 pet peeve. They could be the liveliest, happiest kids on Earth, fine, but when they start swinging their limbs while being seated and punching/kicking me in the process, they’re feeding off my thinning temper. They’re just kids, they...
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My bf is mad cus I didn’t say happy birthday to him at midnight. LOL
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Oh Grandma.
I started a no-rice diet last month and now my brother, mother and boyfriend are doing the same. My grandmother is now mad because we’re not eating her lovely rice. She tells us we’re gonna die because Asians have to eat rice. “Y U NO EAT RICE? RICE IS FOOD GOD!” I just run upstairs as quickly as possible.
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汪苏泷 - 累不累
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Anonymous asked: Do you use Menkoi still? I was wondering if it's just as strong as Gatsby. Also, I heard it's more healthier for your hair.
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I think I twisted something during tennis. My forearm hurts :(…
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Mom: Why do you whistle during dinner? You're like a boy.
Mom: Why do you sit with your knee up? You're like a boy.
Mom: Why do you have such a low voice? You're like a boy.
Mom: Why do you never wear heels? You're like a boy.
Mom: Why do you never go shopping with me? You're like a boy.
Me: ;_______________; ... I'm sorreh?