January 2011
December 2010
I don’t believe in New Years resolutions, rather New Years improvements. With that said, I would like to improve my living by being more healthy and being consistent with a healthy lifestyle, whether it may be eating or exercising. God knows I wanna put this old bulimic bullshit in the past, it would be a shame if I start going back to my bad habits. I’ll make it a progressive commitment.
jexmix:
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On a rant...
I’ve heard it all before, “You’re Vietnamese? You don’t look like it.” and my absolute favorite, ”You don’t talk Asian.” Sometimes I really don’t know how to answer these questions, and sometimes, I question the severity of peoples stupidity. I fucking get it already. I’m aware that I don’t talk with a squeaky, high-pitched voice. I’m aware that I don’t look like the “typical Asian.” I’m aware...
Walking around the house with a shirt and panties...
I think this is the reason why I’ve been in a good mood today. Because I don’t have to wear a lot of clothes? Yes, exactly that. I like the fact that nobody is at home and I have the opportunity to do this. I don’t give a fuck if my neighbors see me, I’m in my own damn house and I’m not bothering anybody with my partial nudity.
I’m gonna go open the curtains and make some eggs now.
Don’t ever underestimate the power of a woman...
because although we may look fragile, the ability to make a man go nuts is in our hands. When you snap at us, don’t think for a second that we won’t retaliate.
If this is the way family business goes, then what...
THIS IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY TO YOU:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you....
DEAR RANDOM DUDE,
I’m sorry if I was a bit rude towards you, but your attempt to hit on me and get my number wasn’t the best way to get my attention. You can’t just expect me to lock in with your gaze and think that you’ll easily get my number by saying some cheap one-liner. I make it a priority to stay away from dudes who begin conversations with, “Damn!” Besides, I am unavailable.
Sincerely,
Too Busy To...
Build trust, beyond the lust.
Excuse me, I’m just on some man-hating tirade right about now.
Are men aware of the reason why women carry wet...
Merry Christmas to ya'll.
A good health. A handful of new opportunities. A more solid work ethic. A couple of ties cut from poisonous relations. There’s much to be thankful for, and I don’t need some sort of Holiday to recognize it, but there’s a certain familiarity and warmth when all of your loved ones are under one roof, enjoying each other’s presence. And that’s when I realized that although Christmas has turned into...
Hype kills. It really does.
UNNECESSARY THINGS THAT PEOPLE CONTINUE TO DO
Befriend you on Facebook for the sole purpose of wanting to know your business and it’s obvious that there is no sort of “friendship.”
Bashing or stripping a song and/or album of it’s creativity, diversity and timelessness on Youtube.
Trying to change someone’s opinion.
Trying to out-do someone and/or everyone.
Inferior and condescending tones overall.
Speaking when they’re not spoken to.
...
I don’t feel the need to participate in some sort of social scene popularity contest. I also don’t feel the need to “befriend” other people who can open up a newer height of exposure for me. Meaning, I’m not gonna kiss ass just so I can be invited to shows, parties, etc. Which leads me to another statement… those type of people make me sick.
I know plenty who fit the description above, and it’s...
You don't owe me shit, nor do I owe you shit.
What’s with this hands-wide-open approach? If you keep your hands open towards people, meaning placing your happiness and expectations to them, then you’re setting yourself up for a life-long disappointment.
The logic of people these days… it really amazes me how one can go out of their way and send hateful messages without no remorse or any type of evaluation before sending said message - especially if the person is trying to uphold a certain positivity in their life. I’ve got a pretty thick skin, so whatever someone says to me, I’ll brush that shit under the carpet. However, I will not tolerate...
NOTICE THE DIFFERENCES
A hard-working, intelligent, well-maintained and well-mannered type of woman. That’s a bad bitch.
A triflin’ opportunist, carries a flask around everywhere, seeks attention and is fucking with 3 dudes at the same time and goes on to brag about it type of “woman.” No, that’s not a bad bitch - far from one. Heads up though, you might want to go to the clinic and check whatever is cookin’ up down...
THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
I, need to be a better friend. I, need to be there for you, for you, and for you. I feel like I’m lacking in this department. Granted, all of us have our own lives, schedules and most of the time our schedules conflict with one another. But, I wanna try harder. I’m sorry if I haven’t been around lately. Lately, I’ve just been focusing on me. No, none of that soul searchin’...
sharksca asked: heyyy tina :)
sharksca asked: heyyy tina :)
That awkward moment when Santa has the same...
hi-hey-sup-nm:
bigosh-inator:
OMFG. DEAD.
I. had. to.
I tried to talk some sense into her, but the dick overpowers her.
PSA OF THE DAY
Please don’t come at me pretending that you’re really concerned about me, that all you truly want is my approval, and that you have the best interest in me. Because you’re not. What the fuck are you here for again in the first place? Don’t try to save face. Honestly, I thought what we had was the ultimate, and here it comes, “what I thought was gold, was only gold-plated.” I’m through with...
But how do you get to Never Land?
I get so mad at myself when I don’t enjoy the little things in life. I’ve developed this habit of rushing to so many things, all at once. I don’t get to appreciate and savor things as much as I used to. Its sad. I remember when I was younger, I wanted to be a Lost Boy so bad, but I was told I couldn’t because I was a girl. Pftttt! I want to find my very own pixie dust and fly away…
But how do you get to Never Land?
I get so mad at myself when I don’t enjoy the little things in life. I’ve developed this habit of rushing to so many things, all at once. I don’t get to appreciate and savor things as much as I used to. Its sad. I remember when I was younger, I wanted to be a Lost Boy so bad, but I was told I couldn’t because I was a girl. Pftttt! I want to find my very own pixie dust and fly away…
My hair smells of pomegranates and is so damn...
Good hair night.