Tuesday, June 08, 2010
duck getting raped. @ 22:33
Seriously, people; in all seriousness, you know that I certainly won't give a fucking damn towards any unimportant things you might have been fussing around anywhere you lay your brains off.
I don't care with the seemingly trending topic Ariel Peterporn who had been fucking Luna Maya in a hotel room. I don't care with their riotous sex video being deliberately distributed/published through the interwebs. I don't care with Justin Bieber even related to this case, since I don't even know who he is and nor do I care being deemed as a weird, anti-TV freak by not knowing him; as well as I don't know if he's that worthy being cussed over. I don't even care if my father has a widowed-woman as his girlfriend to whom he's nearly completely been harboring with, noising the house by talking to her all night [yes. He stayed over just for tonight cause it was raining outside when he came to give me half of the needed money for my upcoming lecture whilst he was having a huge bruise in his swollen eyes; so Mum, probably after gaining a reluctant permission from my brother, allowed him to sleep in my room.] and asking mum if it's alright for him to marry again; pretty much to her wishes and our ignorance. And for the very last, solemnly, I don't even fucking care if Miku transformed from a nyappy little bitch to a manlier tranny who kinda resembles Jaejoong of TVXQ by that coconut shell cut for his newly formed band, cause despite he sounds like shit due to his poor singing ability, I simply think that his sudden alteration is all because her gf doesn't want to be called a lesbian.
..to hell with all of that.
And on an unrelated, less serious note: happy birthday to DELUHI's Leda, the GazettE's Uruha and Nightmare's Ruka; the three of you. My partially dozed mind tells me that it's already June, 9th in Japan.
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Tuesday, June 08, 2010
duck getting raped. @ 22:33
Seriously, people; in all seriousness, you know that I certainly won't give a fucking damn towards any unimportant things you might have been fussing around anywhere you lay your brains off.
I don't care with the seemingly trending topic Ariel Peterporn who had been fucking Luna Maya in a hotel room. I don't care with their riotous sex video being deliberately distributed/published through the interwebs. I don't care with Justin Bieber even related to this case, since I don't even know who he is and nor do I care being deemed as a weird, anti-TV freak by not knowing him; as well as I don't know if he's that worthy being cussed over. I don't even care if my father has a widowed-woman as his girlfriend to whom he's nearly completely been harboring with, noising the house by talking to her all night [yes. He stayed over just for tonight cause it was raining outside when he came to give me half of the needed money for my upcoming lecture whilst he was having a huge bruise in his swollen eyes; so Mum, probably after gaining a reluctant permission from my brother, allowed him to sleep in my room.] and asking mum if it's alright for him to marry again; pretty much to her wishes and our ignorance. And for the very last, solemnly, I don't even fucking care if Miku transformed from a nyappy little bitch to a manlier tranny who kinda resembles Jaejoong of TVXQ by that coconut shell cut for his newly formed band, cause despite he sounds like shit due to his poor singing ability, I simply think that his sudden alteration is all because her gf doesn't want to be called a lesbian.
..to hell with all of that.
And on an unrelated, less serious note: happy birthday to DELUHI's Leda, the GazettE's Uruha and Nightmare's Ruka; the three of you. My partially dozed mind tells me that it's already June, 9th in Japan.
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i my me mine.
you think you know me yeah?
April 5th, 1992. ISTP. Engineering student, batch 2009.
Likes sweets, cats, good readings, interesting people, prominent basslines, Christopher Nolan, Martin Scorsese and Stanley Kubrick's movies. DC-type individual. Constantly rants, sulks and rambles about random things. A fan of Urasawa Naoki. Easily gets bored. A weirdo. Longs to reside in either Canada or Australia. Has an indescribable fondness towards... Byung-hee, Mon Jae Shin, do they hit the hint I'm referring to? I mean,
similarities between those two?
And music. I don't even know where to start. I don't want to be one of those bellends who's all like, "MAN MUSIC IS WHAT I LIVE FOR I'M GONNA DIE WITHOUT IT", but I come close. Suffice to say that music plays a large part in my life. My last.fm library pretty much caters my current listening habit (and, if any, rotation) - I'm basically a shameless sucker for instrumental, post/prog-rock, folk, ambient, experimental and avant-garde; anything that intrigues my musical deity.
Lastly, to name a trait, paradoxical describes me best.
