Teacher: Just do your homework
Doctor: Just eat healthy
Mum: Just clean your room
Opposite sex: Just look gorgeous
Friends: Just be socially active
Life: Just be perfect
Me: It's not that fucking easy dude


My room… Jubilee style! 
Sent using BlackBerry® from Orange

My room… Jubilee style!
Sent using BlackBerry® from Orange


Jane Eyre-like moon tonight, appearing to Jane in terms of change or desperation, a guiding mother figure manifested through bright light in a time of both physical (night time) and mental darkness. It’s very shape echoes that of the female form, it’s glowing roundness recalling the literal female reproductive organ…
As Margaret Atwood explains in ‘The Handmaid’s Tale’: “I used to think of my body as an instrument, of pleasure, or a means of transportation, or an implement for the accomplishment of my will … Now the flesh arranges itself differently. I’m a cloud, congealed around a central object, the shape of a pear, which is hard and more real than I am and glows red within its translucent wrapping…every month there is a moon, gigantic, heavy, round, an omen. It transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming on towards me like famine…”

Jane Eyre-like moon tonight, appearing to Jane in terms of change or desperation, a guiding mother figure manifested through bright light in a time of both physical (night time) and mental darkness. It’s very shape echoes that of the female form, it’s glowing roundness recalling the literal female reproductive organ…

As Margaret Atwood explains in ‘The Handmaid’s Tale’: “I used to think of my body as an instrument, of pleasure, or a means of transportation, or an implement for the accomplishment of my will … Now the flesh arranges itself differently. I’m a cloud, congealed around a central object, the shape of a pear, which is hard and more real than I am and glows red within its translucent wrapping…every month there is a moon, gigantic, heavy, round, an omen. It transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming on towards me like famine…”


an excuse to shop, finally!!

an excuse to shop, finally!!




I am weird, or..

Are boys meant for real relationships and girls made for being attracted to? i’m so confused at the moment……:P