the face that could launch a thousand Sputniks..

and shoot me up to a parallel universe.. floating and lone-ly..

"Everyone is broken-hearted except for the drastically unimaginative"

                                                                      - Paul Banks of Interpol 

+++ oh how i love you *

that celebrity treatment had taken its toll on me so i opted to hide from them pricks with prying eyes. but im still the shameless twat ya know, all that foul disposition and swearing mouth retained perfectly on me blood. i missed blogging about the beloved manchester makati blues. one lesson i skipped before though, friends-only option eh! i'll prolly re-evaluate them mistakes then so i could figure out how and when to commit them again. i sure hope that no one sees me through my futile disguise otherwise it's incognito-my-ass! scenario i'll be subjected to once more.

i'll stop talking for now. have to work. i need money for a plane ticket to singafuckingpore.