Crashing Waves

At times I really wonder why I execute such lethal means to shut myself out of reality.
As if the pain inflicted in the past is not enough to sting every single time I approach.
Trying to leave a leeway, at least, for my soul to come to senses.
As if the foolish deeds I've done are not enough to hit me right in the face.
This is definitely overrated, the truth is I want me back.
As if these nostalgic times are not enough to make me reminisce repeatedly.
Urging to make an escapade, to live by the calm, serene riverbed.
As if the rowdiness in this city hasn't caused enough trouble to you, and me.
With reveries of canopies and picturesque sunsets placed in front of me like a movie.
This couldn't be more than heaven, but,
As if I haven't been lying to myself enough..



Without a doubt for the melancholic beauty we find in every possible tragedy extended.
Despicable, despicable emotions engulf, toy and tug at every vessel present.
Sending deadly transmissions down while at the same time waves of electricity up to revive you.
Enough of cliche mental struggles we find in us everyday, and the building of walls to shut people out.
Xoxo

Hooked

I have no idea why am I hooked on blogging, this is lame. Wait a minute, my life has been lame and retarded all along, an addition of a new clause doesn't matter. So, another new week ahead filled with mind-gripping lectures and torturous tutorials. Hoping not to be caught for skipping almost all GP tutorials, too boring to sit in. Practically everything's getting ruin by my luck nowadays, nothing much to harp on, its kinda integrated into me. Destiny and fate still prevails. Gosh, this reminds me of my overdue library books, which have been dusted for about a month and a half. Imagine the cost I've to pay. Anyway, none of us are looking forward to a whole week of nonsense and after which ends with threatening sentences such as "YOU HAVE 49 MORE WEEKS TO YOUR PRELIMS NEXT YEAR." I know, what a way to end off the year, sure had attained the BOOMZ effect(I know I used the word tres perfectly).

New York's Fashion Week was awesome, as usual. Wished I was there to witness all these breathtaking struts and pieces of designs put together as one.







Sometimes I wished I had this ability to draw faces so real like they're looking right into you. A pity the best I could do is imitating a certain drawn picture, on another piece of paper. Nevertheless I love drawing, I love Art. Artists are such wonderful people, how on Earth could those drawings get reflected in their mind while they slowly bit by bit surface it on a white canvas sheet.



Ed Westwick or Chuck Bass, I still adore him. As much as how sickening he may be portrayed in Gossip Girl, he's still lovable to me (and Rachie!). Fantasizing if there ever is a Chuck Bass appearing in front of me, I would ... :>














Models are such great influence, ever thought how this young bubbly girl told her parents "I want to be a model when I grow up!" after she sees this poster or even a fashion show. Hmmm, growing up can be a chore. After you do, you regret not making decisions so important but deemed to be insignificant back then. When you're still in the midst of growing up, you wished years passed like seconds. Right now, I just hope one whole year to pass in a snap. Back to Models, some are awesome on photographs, others on runways. But there would always be the cream of the crop who are versatile in both areas. Just like the people on top in every education system, its just impossible to compete when the gap in between is widening with each test or examination.



Spent my Friday very well with my Girlies though there's this merchiligainmu(fishball face in hindi, which is inaccurate as its based on direct traslation) missing. Planned to celebrate her 17th birthday but she left us for her family and guy. So we enjoyed the swim in the drizzle and the jaccuzi without the rain. And had dinzdinz at Chomp Chomp!

I hope all you lovelies had a great weekend! I spent mine searching for missing items needed for my vacation with my family.

Xoxo Mabs

Forever Incompetent To You

Haiiiii. Haven't been blogging about my "life". Anywayz, I don't have a life. And I need to get it back but obstacles are strewn all over my path. Tried to get them out but its never quite enough. If you get me, good. If you don't, then I'm sorry. Yesterday was Promotion Day. It was sad, depressing, filled with pessimistic thoughts and yes, disappointing. Not about my results, I already had an idea how it would be like, but some of my mates who have endured through these whole year of bullshit and crap and studying and more studying are just gonna leave. Some staying but the feeling is different, the feeling of not getting to see them every single day in school, not cracking up our inside jokes, not bullying each other, not coming up with tricks for the teachers and not having each other around. Enough of these, here are my horrendous results according to Father.

H1 General Paper- 50 (D)
H1 Chinese Language- 72 (A)
H1 Geography- 54 (D)
H2 Mathematics- 68 (B)
H2 Chemistry-54 (D)
H2 Biology-57 (C)

MSG : 3.00
Ranking Points : 60

Damn pissed with Math. I wanted an A. I got an A for promos, in the end, got pulled down by my mid-year results. WTHHHH. Whatever, its final. Next year I will have no life AT ALL. It'll be studying, studying and more studying. So Imma enjoy my holidays. For those who are gonna mug during the holidays, I think you're freaking insane. YOU ARE SEVENTEEN. JUST BE SEVENTEEN!

Xoxo Nightie

Shoes And More Shoes

Shoes, the thing I cannot live without, except my television.
So I've decided to do up a SHOES post!
These are not mine by the way, maybe I'll do up another one with my shoes.
Hehehez
Enjoy peepzxxzz

Louboutin is one of the finest shoe designer in history and still is.

My favourite YSL Caged Heels

Last, but definitely not least, Chanel Bow Booties.

Spotted a lot of must-haves today and maybe I'll be getting them soon.
I hope so. Or perhaps adding on to my collection when i go on my trip!
Have a nice day(uhhh, night).
:>

Nothing Works Like You

I'm so tired of living anyone who's in my school will be tired of living. If you're still not, that means that you're insane. So, before I go to bed and wake to a dreadful day of schooling, Imma blog about nizze stuffszxzxzz :>

Nightie lovelies!