Only got 100 years to live...

Can't sleep again. As usual...


Surfing the net and reading about other peoples' lives.


I feel so stagnant. So sick of doing the same thing everyday.


I think my old, old friends would be mighty surprised at the way I turned out.
Somehow, something went wrong, and I screwed up my life royally.



I see the people around me, the people I know. My friends, all looking more polished, more grown up. Making something of themselves.
I feel like a kid, I look like a kid. Get mistaken for one and treated like one. Maybe coz' of all my pimples?
Probably cause of my messy hair and laid back clothing.


2 dozen years old and still can't walk in heels properly. Most of the time...


I am envious but also blessed. I can get away with more outrageous fashion. More eclectic dressing. Just that I'm too tired and lazy to dress up or put in effort anymore.



I should be sleeping. I'm getting the reckless and restless feeling again.
That doesn't bode well..

Hurricanes are named after me.
I am strong. I am tempestuous.
I am the calm of Audrey Hepburn.
Before the storm of Charlie's Angel.
I may not be able to read maps sometimes.
But at least I can ask for directions.
I love shoes, one pair is never enough.
I can do everything Fred Astaire did.
Backwards and in high heels.

I am a woman, hear me roar.