Love me, love me, love me...

I've been wondering about this?
Is your love classified as undying if you announce it over Facebook?

Well if that's the case, J and I are royally screwed.
I rarely even bother to write on his wall or to dedicate a status to him, since he's not a FB addict like me...
It's not because I don't love him, I just hate it when people write crap like: "I love you so much your the light in my life blah, bah, blah..." 
And I'm sure of it that I'm not the only one who dislikes this. (Don't you wish Facebook had that dislike button then)

The best part is that the person who it's dedicated to changes more than what I change outfits during fashion week. The one becomes many...everyone... and then it's just all weird. Love seems to be fickle...

 If you've been in a relationship for a while, or it's going to last longer than a week, it's okay to get soppy sometimes. (Just don't gross me out)

Personally I think that it's such a trivial thing to do, that it seems like a waste of some good Facebook stalking time... Wait, what?

PS. If you love someone, be old school and send them a card or flowers.
You will be appreciated so much more.
We'll see the uploaded images on Facebook anyway.

There's no set route to any destination from now on...

The area where I live has got quite a few model apartments and some of the men in the area have figured it out.

It's really creepy when someone tells you this : "Excuse me, I'm not bothering you and I don't mean offense, but I saw you on the train three stops ago and I followed you. Can I get your number? Oh, and how tall are you, you look like a model?"

Following me is definitely the best way to get a strategically placed kick  way to my heart.
I don't really know how this was suppose to knock me off my feet, unless he had chloroform on him.
(We all know that dodgy stalkers have ample supply of chloroform on them when they follow tall girls)

I was really rude to the guy and now I want to make up for it.

This song is for you, mister creepy stalker dude, I hope you like this and that possible restraining order!

Lost and found??

Sometimes I wonder how unique we really are.

I'm unique... Just like everyone else and we apparently don't have it.

Everyone is also out to find their unique selves.

In order to find something, I'm guessing you didn't have it, or you lost it?

How can you lose yourself?  Can anyone explain that to me?

You either do something or you don't. You say yes or no.

You can choose to agree or disagree?

So if you know that you have all these options and choices and every choice leads to another place in life... How can you lose yourself? Unless you lose yourself in the music, I'm not falling for it.

Does being lost refer to changing?

Because that would make more sense...

I prefer to agree with George Bernard Shaw...

Makes this whole finding business so much easier. 

In other words, you've always had yourself, you just need to shape, mold, and... Create.

Creativity is the essence of life... 

So go ahead, color your life... 

Panasonic pappa!!!

I am super excited for tomorrow...

After a rather devastating casting, I got the job for a Panasonic camera advert. 

The casting was devastating, because I had to pose with a camera and show expressions.

Not difficult to do, when you have a couple of minutes to think about it, but when someone shoves a camera in your hands and says, "show different expressions" it's not that easy.

I'm also wondering why everyone keeps on asking me if I am mixed. I feel like an alcoholic beverage... (Mixed and volatile like a cocktail?)

I think it could possibly be that I am from Africa and on the pale side... It seems confusing I guess. 

Back to that Panasonic advert. Maybe a free product added to the deal would be a good idea... I will promote it with every single snap...

I love the number 3...

While trying to get through some work, (I was 'clever' enough to enroll for classes) I ended up finding 3rd rock from the sun on youtube.

I absolutely love the series.

Harry :"Uh, Dick. I can't see through my eyelids."
Sally: "Open them"
Harry: "Ooooh, their manual."

Here's a clip of season one, episode one...

Sleep Nazi meets Confucius...

Aargh, I live with a sleep Nazi...
Now if you're wondering what a sleep Nazi is, let me give you my very accurate definition...

A sleep Nazi is someone who just cannot resist to wake you up and keep you awake by doing annoying things... or, pain in the ass...


This morning at 4:50 AM, I was rudely woken by a Skype conversation and dance music...
So after falling asleep at 1:30 AM, I can surely say that I was a bit upset and not too friendly.

Since it's Friday I thought I would take an afternoon nap (best part of not working set hours)
To my surprise, the sleep nazi woke me up again...

Curse the sleep nazi...



Here's a photo of me and Confuscius... Since coherent writing is out the window due to lack of sleep...

It's me and Confucius... Leaning statue of Confucius???

Many Mea's...

This happens when I'm sleep deprived and have a 5AM call time...