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Hello! My name goes something like HERMIONE O'CONNELL SNG MIN YEE. I've been alive for 18 years now and i'm finally able to get my driver's license! I'm very excited about this, and generally excited by anything else that falls into the "cute" or "cozy" categories. I learned to play the violin when I was nine when I monkeyed around which derived from me having nothing else better to do. I LOVE San diego. That's where I spent 1/2 my kid life in. I nicknamed my car Merce, (short for Mercedes) where I spend most of my traveling time day-dreaming about you know...stuff...while my radio is aptly tuned to 92.4 fm. I'm a Virgo. I think that means I'm always looking for perfection. It also means my school exams almost always crashes with my birthday.I love bright colors and things that make reality seem more whimsical than it is. I over-think and over-plan and over-organize. I've been like this since I was a baby, before I could reach the top column of the fridge and and before my mom realize my gift for compulsive chatter.

I love sparkles and shopping and really puffy parrots (referring to Banbie) that are only nice to you half the time. I love setting words to songs and wearing poufy dresses all the time and staring at chandeliers. But in addition I've fallen in love with -- mismatched everything. Mismatched chairs, mismatched colors, mismatched personalities. And wishing every minute of every day that one day maybe I'd get a chance to be a successful violinist. Or something crazy and out of reach like that. ;) I love old buildings with the paint chipping off the walls and my grand-daddy's stories about his childhood. I love the freedom of alone time, but I also love things that make me feel five again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your teddy. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe.

I know I don't always say the right thing at the right time or speak up when I should, but I write it all down. And all of a sudden, I have a chance to say exactly what I meant to say in real life. Some of the things I wrote about are things my pals saw me go through. Some of the things I wrote about are things nobody ever knew about. I'm beyond excited for anyone to hear these confessions here.

And for my conclusional outburst...I really WANNA travel the world. i wanna go EGYPT for their pyramids. VIENNA for their music. AFRICA zimbabwe for their antelope park. MADAGASCAR for their monkeys. AUSTRALIA for their great barrier reef. HAWAII for their surfing and volcanos. ANTARTICA for their penguins and aurora borealis. CANADA again again again for my deer lodge and mountains and people. (((: ITALY for their pizzas and spags. EUROPE for backpackingbackpackingbackpacking! SWITZERLAND for their alps and chocs. JAPAN for their sushi & fashion. VERNICE for their water channel. OLD PARI for their romance... yup that might just be about it. (: my future boyfiend cum husband is so gonna be DEAD. HAHA. xD

I'm pretty stoked that you read this whole thing. I commend you for that. This was ridiculously long, and you probably have other stuff you could've done in the last four minutes. So to you, who have spent four minutes on me in some way--Thank you. I love you like I love sparkles and having the last word. And that's real love.
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It's been a while since I'm here again. Not to be confused that I've forsakened, packed up and disappeared from this blog entirely. It's just that everytime I wanted to start on something, its always annoyingly boycott by something else, say other 'things' I ought to do in real life as opposed to spending time in the cyber world. Nevertheless, I couldn't help myself to indulging some minutes in this therapeutic way of escaping from my surroundings.


Which brings me to one thing you may already/might not know about me: I'm a girl of many phases. Sometimes I work out for days on end, sometimes I don't. Sometimes I go into a violin-practise frenzy, spending an insane amount on time on little details, which when perfected, P.O.W! Rockets me into space. Sometimes I become obsessed with a piece of advice I'm given and stick to it like some code of gold. Sometimes I want to do nothing but watch TV marathons, even if whatever's on air is meaningless and narrow. Sometimes I'd specially make deliberate trips to satisfy my infatuation with certain food and be consuming it for days consecutively. Sometimes I write in my journal every night, then I'll skip a month.. and sometimes... I can be perpetually ill-tempered...


I don't know what I'm rambling on about if you follow. I guess I'm speaking like this because, there's a mountain of things I'm personally unhappy about at this point in time. And you could say I'm trying to steer my thoughts in another direction so I'd stop being such a prude. Maybe I should learn to appreciate the little things around me more (if I haven't been doing so.) Like... being able to breathe and read and write and eat and still have loads of room for possibilities. We should all be positive, learn to cherish what we have and live with a perpetual smile plastered over our faces as much as we can because morbidly, we'd only be here once RIGHT?


ARE.YOU.KIDDING.ME.


But I can't help feeling like i'm lacking something. Sometimes I even questioned that even if whatever bonds that was holding me back were released, would I take flight and do all the things I day-dreamed of doing? Or would I've already lost the ability to be fearless and live the adventure and become the tame, docile creature I loathe? I can try to be positive but I can't help feeling uncertain. I can try to be accommodating but I can't help feeling insignificant. I can try to walk the world with these two feet, stand alone and be perfectly all right; but I can't help feeling lonely. Does this not work the same way for you? Do we not all live trying to be a better person, but remain conflicted inside? Perhaps I'm one of those ridiculously unreasonable douches who aren't all that gracious. I wish I could be better, apparently not at the moment.


There: bare, undoctored, unfiltered thoughts. This is: what's on my mind now as I sit here in front of you, amused, as I watch you watch me with that familiar perplex expression, too polite to ask what I was thinking, but too curious to hide the bewilderment within those perfectly contoured eyes. This is me and this is what I am even if I tried to be someone better than this.


So the next time when you feel like saying/or someone say to you: 'I like/love you for who you are', take a moment to re-consider the extent you'd go to mean it. As for the receiver, applaud them for one, among many, bold statements told. :)

We've reach the era where even sponges could afford BMWs. Our society have improved?

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Tobey & Roger hard at work mixin' my Espagnole track ^^