a thing called love...

....it doesnt exist. it exists in the minds of romance writers. its a propaganda created by hollywood and publishing companies worldwide to increase sales and revenues. its all a publicity gimmick. i tell u they are brainwashing us all!!!!!

yes yes, i know very cynical of me. whatever.

i like colourful rooms... i dont like white or biege or low toned decorated rooms. they seem too sterile and if they are crystal clean and neat as a pin, they look artificial and not welcoming. my idea of a home is warm coloured comfy couches, shelves filled with books, paintings on the wall, photos of family and friends all around, just a touch messy.... a place that says come in make yourself at home and be yourself and just live. white couches adn white carpet and glass tables with ornaments says walk around on tiptoe and dont even breathe wrong... not exactly comfortable family living.

im a night owl.

extremely high achievers intimidate me. to excel in one thing you need to focus only on that one thing. id get bored doing that. does that make me unfocused in life, or does that mean that i havent found my passion in life. or maybe im just passionate about different things in life that i cant bring myself to focus on just one. of course in the eyes of most people that just makes me out to be a flake :P or maybe i found my passion in life and no one let me pursue that. and if that is really my passion then no one should be able to stop me.... nomatter what. maybe im just lazy :P maybe its just 230 in the morning.... the time of night when my mind starts thinking useless random thoughts.

long live the revolution!

i hope that the wireless signal is strong enough in the basement to publish this post... else im gonna have to move my lazy ass.

im hungry... sigh i guess im going to have to move my lazy ass anyways.

more pictures coming soon... wait no. i am not going to put up anymore pictures unless i get some pictures from you all. and you know who you are. and i know who you all are!