{bad girl ♥ missA}

사랑한다는 흔한 말

A common word like 'I love you'

Sitting in Limbo.
{ballet ♥ d.me}
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“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separat­ion.”
― Kahlil Gibran




My grandma has been my rock for the better part of my childhood or rather, my entire life. She was there when ... Continue Reading

Made the hard decision of deleting my blog over at blog.com

My new blog space is at ohaycooper.jux.com

Hope to see you there!
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Party Where Your Heart Is.
{barbie & ken ♥ toy story}
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The stereotypical jokes in this series are brewing laughter like a class A wizard. I think I've just found a new happy pill for my restless nights. Watch Community.

Honey Come Home.
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There are days where life decides to throw you a lesson so huge that it may take a lifetime to digest. A day when you realize and acknowledge the fragile connection between life and death, happiness and sadness, pain and grief. That day is today.


RIP Boo Boo. I'm glad we'd met, however short it was.

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Dancin' away with my heart.
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'sup guys, I'm back!

Seeing how I'm getting comfortable with blogging on a Wednesday morning, on a smart-ass autocorrect machine seems to paint a pretty clear picture of my less-than-awesome life.

My brain is starting to register the sad notion of "school is over, get a job" and is aggressively sending this message across by imposing Insomnia on this poor soul, that is yours truly.

Why do we have to grow up so fast? :( The never-ending cycle of studying, working, and socializing, that all to return back to a flat with residual family warmth accumulated from months ago is making me feel so tired.

Sometimes, bro-and-me time isn't enough.

Home is not where the heart is (wait, did I reverse the saying?), home is where people curl up late in the night, drinking in emptiness and silence.

My life is a theatrical emo-rock song, really. Can't wait for this self-loathing to end some time, next week. Till then, I shall embrace nature's fucktastic women cramps.

Sorry for the angst. Cramps make me feel Korean.

Good day!

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Write a Song about Yesterday.
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Hi guys,

The banana has spoken.

With school closing its doors on me, I'm free from homework commitments, late night panic attacks and irregular meal times.

That was a month ago.

Right now, not much have changed. I'm committed to a new guinea pig, I'm still sleeping at odd hours and eating at the wrong time.

Pretty much heading down a route that guarantees instant death from boredom.

Contributing to my dashboard summary of my life is my non-existent love life.

The constant questions and futile attempts at matchmaking by my family and friends are putting me on a spot right now.

No, I'm not asexual but cornering me to a cliff is as good as forcing me to pledge myself to the nunnery.

I hate the push.

Here's hoping that the universe is just as patient and is diligently throwing bricks my way to form the yellow brick road.

Alright, toodles! I know it's been a while since i last blogged.

I was nominated, remember? (refer to last entry)

I should be back soon. Till then, here's a napkin to wipe away your tears. I'm proud of myself too.


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Season iii. Return
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If there's an award for Best Lazy Blogger, I would've been a nominee.

Ghost of a Good Thing.
{fluffy ♥ d.me}
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"Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos."
— Charles M. Schulz


So Hello wickd_irene! This is not a goodbye, it's a thank you for annoying me and I can't wait to see you again!

A Plain Morning.
{excite ♥ d.me}
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Dad's out for a business meeting and I was appointed front-line cook for the day.

The first call he makes home goes something like this:


Dad: "Was it edible?"
Me: "IT WAS AMAZING!"
Dad: "HAHAHAHA, Put Brother on the phone"
Bro: "Yeah.. yeah. I survived, it was edible."


OH. MY. GOD.

WHERE IS THE UNDYING FAITH IN THEIR DAUGHTER/SISTER?!

Someone call the police because both of them are missing a heart(s).

In my defense, the food was totally awesomelicious.
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Anywhere but here.
{bad girl ♥ missA}
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Now that everyone reads it, Twitter doesn't seem as fun anymore. It's like my thoughts go through an additional filter that runs along my mouth fingers and my brain before I submit a tweet. I think I'm too much of an open book; and sometimes, it feels overwhelming when strangers get to flip those pages and catch a glimpse of who you are. People know more of me than I am of them. And that scares me.

I guess imma lay off Twitter for now and renew my vows with Livejournal.

Blogging makes me think and definitely, in more than 140 characters.

I swear, my speech patterns are becoming so poor.

Sigh.

몰라 몰라~ ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

P.S. Writing this at 3 A.M. That should tell you something. I'm most probably feeling 1) constipated 2) drowning in emo songs 3) tired but not sleepy tired. Any of these three puts me in a ridiculous mood. So, this entry is unverified.

I blame it on a woman's 28-day cycle. It's on its way here and my hormones just did a mass back flip into the tunnel of life's miseries.
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Not like the movies.
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I have attained a new level of boredom. Now that the media project is completed, I'm watching an ancient Chinese drama and that freaking song is stuck in my head. Three guesses as to what. Here's the clue,


你是風兒,我是沙。


Once I start on the sequel, I won't be able to stop. The characters are so likeable! Well, except for Er Kang. His name just cracks me up and well, his face too.


Now, excuse me while I head along to sing to the theme song.

..

Oh gawd, someone please shoot me.
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