Bruises.

Happy 29th of March!!


YEAH GOT BRUISES ON MY KNEES FOR YOU.

owie. Impressive grazed and scrapey egg on mah knee. LATEST ACCESSORY. 

Borders.

Korean BBQ.

Korean plum wine.

Korean 'Milkshake' from Korean Mart.

Other Korean food yum yumsss.

King George Square.

Trip of a lifetime xD

Korean camera.

Korean friends. New, x2!

$29 phone hahaha.

Rain.

Saliva'd Aloe Vera drink lololol.

Starbucks.

(Green tea frappuccino, espresso..frappuccino with Hazelnut mmmm)

Bruises by Chairlift.

Two Door Cinema Club.

Driving around in circles.

Home sweet home.

<3.

 

HI-CHEWS! Who would've thought they've got more than just Lychee and mango? (My faves)

Here I've got (top to bottom) Grape Soda, Fairy Floss and good ol Asian 'bu-ding' pudding flavour! NOMMY NOM NOM NOMMMMM!

Oh, here, have an outtake or two lolol.

Had such an amazing, insanely fun evening! Thank youuuuu 8)8)<3 mizzzz.

T is for

Trust.

Can I do it?

Often, as a reminder I ink a small cross on the inside of my left palm, just in the space on the right above my wrist. It's a habit I developed, and often put it there in time of need or hope. But mostly just a reminder when I feel I'm getting too busy or lost amongst the craziness that is life. (: Today. (Well tonight, amidst studying. After he left..) I turned that cross into a 't' and added four letters -r, u, s, t to follow to form the word trust.
Like this: (Cept I haven't figured out how to reverse the image yet in iPhoto :P, YES, I would google it but it's 1.50am and I'm just trying to do some productive procrastination? Hahaha)

Tis a bit blurry too, bad lighting etc. SORRRYYYY!

Anyway. Trust. It's what I need to do. Because I can feel although he's getting in slowly, my guard is still held rather high. A safety net. To ensure history doesn't repeat itself. Although it's within subconscious, COMPLETELY, I know that my past is tugging, playing at my mind. Why am I so damn good at giving other people -my friends- advice, but when it comes to myself I cannot apply said principles?! Because... becauseIcouldn'tpossiblybearthepainagain. No, I'm not trying to victimise myself, or be antagonistic. I'm just being honest. Realistic. Based on my experience.
Saigh. But hey, who am I to nip such a prospect in the bud. Such potential. I just need to  l e t  g o ... Give it a chance. Give him a chance. Cause I know human's like him aren't in abundance <3.

I'd rather give it a go and see it fail, than let the opportunity pass and forever be wondering. Right?

Ergralkdjfgaoudgsf. Work in 9 hours. Think I'mma ride my bike today (:

Lotsa late night lovin. Amongst Vanilla-Rhubarb tea. Green tea. And JOUR2822.

zzzzz

-Mizz <3

She's got it...

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

 ... a viable explanation of this existence.
Thank you, Regina Spektor (:(: <3.

And so it begins...

I'm sitting downstairs at the dining table, listening to Brooke Fraser (Now Playing: I Will Exalt You)...and all of a sudden I just feel a little bit overwhelmed...in a good way. I'm a bit excited, there's a smile on my face and my heart is picking up the pace a bit. I've just read through the course profile for an Art History class I've signed up for (ARTT2107: Asia Pacific Contemporary Art) and it's just... yay! Something that has evidently stirred something inside of me (:

It's good. It's definitely a good sign. Just a month ago I had only been enrolled in one course. This changed about 5 days ago. Initially I'd planned to defer this semester, quite last minute actually. Just to find work, work experience, maybe an internship somewhere to see if Journalism is something I really want to pursue. I keep thinking, it's two years to go...but it could be another 2 years wasted. But hey, I'm halfway there..I'm not one to leave loose ends and I may as well see where it takes me. I'm sort of just writing out these thoughts as they come to me actually. But I'm actually quite pumped. This semester I'm taking a unit in Journalism in Sound. That's radio, to be precise. First lecture was rather promising, it seems we'll cover and learn and get to experience a fir bit this semester and I'm sincerely looking forward to it! DJ MIZZ ON YO AIRWAVES. Watch this space! I've a feeling I'm going to love this immensely. If not written Journalism, radio would definitely be an avenue I'd consider :). (Seriously, TV is harder than it looks and as it turns out, not quite my forte xD).


I've also acquired a new position at my workplace, on top of working on the registers downstairs, you will find me in Sales upstairs! yay! Update! hahaha.

Amongst these findings, I realise just how fortunate I am. Life has indeed seemed almost too peachy, lately. And I'm suspicious, I'm anticipating for the disclaimer to rear it's ugly head and be all, 'JOKES, JUST KIDDING!' But for now... happy, and slightly skeptical as I am, I will enjoy the moment.

Please excuse my scattered mind (:

<3Mizz.

Who are we fooling?

So we're back here again
Tip-toeing round the edge of the end
Wondering who will be last to admit
That we're finally over

Turned twenty one on the day that we met
Terrible shoes, implausible dress
It's funny how sad the funny things get as you grow older

Better or worse
But what else can we do?
And better or worse
I am tethered to you
If it's not either of us
Tell me who are we fooling?

I learned the art of biting my tongue
I'm tired of trying to guess what was wrong
Both agreed on where we should go
But not how to get there

We tried and tried to loosen the knots
Thinking once we're untangled we'll be better off
But it's these failures and faults that hold us together

Better or worse
But what else can we do?
And better or worse
I am tethered to you
If it's not either of us
Tell me who are we fooling?

This beautiful tangle that's bruising us blue
It's a beautiful knot that we just can't undo
Together we're one, but apart tell me
Who are we fooling?

Cause real love
Is hard love
It's all we have
It's a break-neck
Train wreck
It's all we have...

So we're back here again
Turning away from the edge of the end
Arm in arm

Better or worse
But what else can we do?
And better or worse
I am tethered to you
If it's not either of us
Tell me who are we fooling?

This beautiful tangle that's bruising us blue
It's a beautiful knot we just can't undo
If it's not either of us, tell me who are we fooling?

Together we're one, but apart tell me
Who are we fooling?

Beautiful loop in my head all day.

<3

Brooke Fraser, Bless. (: