Music.

Ra Ra Riot - Run My Mouth
Angus & Julia Stone - Big Jet Plane
In-Flight Safety - Fill Our Wounds
Bastille - Things We Lost the Fire
JayMay - Sea Green, See Blue
 Coldplay - Sparks
The Kooks - She Moves In Her Own Way
OK Go - 1000 Miles Per Hour
Foster The People - Don't Stop
Best Coast - Up All Night
Phoenix - 1901
Ed Sheeran - Cold Coffee
Haunt - Love Song
Daughter - Amsterdam

Now Playing: Bastille - Pompeii

Okay so I told myself to stop whinging on Twitter and Facebook. Resort to my blog instead cos this place is an emotional dumpster of all sorts.

I lost my  fucking phone, gaiz.
ALL MY STUFF.
MY REDUNDANT UGLY BEAUTIFUL IMPORTANT STUFF.

If that cab driver does not return it, I..hope karma bites his ass back in the form of a very untimely..car accident or something idk why am I so violent and all fjasd fljdsaf


but if he does return it, GOD BLESS YOU.

but then again in today's world, I really don't have faith lor.

Answers You Don't Need To Know But I'm Going To Tell You Anyway.

Now Listening : James Blake - Limit To Your Love

Oh God, I can't remember the last time I did one of these questionnaire tag thingies. Truth, I actually Googled it because I wanted to blog but for the life of me, couldn't find anything to blog about. Sad.

 1. Are you named after anyone?

 Prophet Ezra. My parents thought I was going to be a boy and so when I popped out and went "HAH IN YO' FACE" at them, they named me Ezrianne instead. Then the registrar office omitted the 'e' at the end of my name. Bugger that.

I realized how redundant that story about the registrar is but I'll forever hate them for all mispronunciations I had to encounter in my life.

2. When was the last time you cried? 

Last weekend, yesterday, today morning? I don't keep a record and personally, I don't give a damn anymore. Let dem emotions flow.

3. Do you have kids? 

HAHAHAHAHAHHA. No.

4. If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself? 

That depends on whether that other person has a high tolerance for the annoying, loud, verbal and foul-mouthed.

5. Do you use sarcasm a lot? 

Well of course not!

6. Will you ever bungee-jump?

Someday! :)

7. What's your favorite cereal? 

OH GOD I GET SO EGGSITED WHEN ANYONE ASKS ME QUESTIONS ABOUT FAVOURITE FOOD. FOOD. YUMMY CRUNCHY FOOD. 

Has anyone invented Bacon Crunch yet? If yes, I like that. If no, I'm patenting that.

8. What's the first thing you notice about people? 

What they're wearing. Not because I'm judging them, I'm just interested in details.

9. What is your eye colour? 

Black but that doesn't really exist unless you're wearing those creepy, straight-out-of-Ju-On contact lenses. So I would say..dark brown? REALLY DARK.

10. Scary movie or happy endings?

Don't scary movies usually have happy endings? Meh.

11. Favorite smells?

NEW PAINT. ESPECIALLY NIPPON. Kerosene. New furniture. 

Oh God I just realized how weird those answers are.

12. Summer or winter? 

I live in Malaysia. The sun is scorching, the grass dies fast and and the girls wear short shorts. I could use some snow.

13. Computer or television? 

What about a working internet connection?

14. What's the furthest you've ever been from home?

Another continent.

15. Do you have any special talents?

I can make people visibly uncomfortable with my words.

16. Where were you born?

In a maternity ward.

17. What are your hobbies?

Trawling the web for indie gems. Reading because books are awesome and perhaps I should've mentioned earlier that I really like the smell of new books :D

18. Do you have any pets?

3 dogs. Black Jack, Roofie (Please don't judge me) and Tamara.

19. Favorite movie? 

I have many, most of which follow the same non-linear, black-ish comedy, mindfuck-at-the-end format. If I had to name just one, it'll be Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for funzies.

20. Do you have any siblings? 

An elder brother and elder sister.

21. What do you want to be when you grow up? 

I'm 20. I'll answer this when I'm not having a quarter life psuedo-crisis.

"Walk in with no expectations, walk out with no disappointments"

Now Playing : The Shore - Waiting For The Sun

You don't dress up for the attention, the impressions. Incoming thoughts about how your dress might be too short or your flats might be gorgeous are tucked away neatly at the back of your mind. You didn't care when you dressed up, so why should you care about what looks they could attract? As long as you're neat, appropriate and happy, attention doesn't matter.

But once in a while you'll don that dress you've kept for a special occasion. Special dress, special occasion, special someone. There's only one person you might even consider impressing when you have a choice (Formalities don't matter). You would think that for someone who sees you everyday with you hair looking like the prime target for a hurricane that just passed, dressed like you really couldn't care less, it'll be a nice change to (attempt to) look pretty. So wear that dress, put on those shoes, slab on make up though you hate it, look in the mirror and hell, you're not that bad to look at.

But expect nothing except a comment objectifying you.
and then;

Realize you don't need a comment to 'complete' your day.
Realize you don't need the attention, from anyone for that fucking matter.
Realize that even if you did, will it actually change how you feel about yourself?
Realize that what you should never, ever do is let external attention be a gauge for your inner confidence.

Realize you would've been much, much happier wearing your hurricane-hair and PJs.

And you know what?
Your happiness matters.