Skin Your Skin

PETA's protests against fur coats are the worst, it's a conspiracy!
It's a platform for artists/actors to sell themselves using sex appeal, yet supposedly contribute to society or become role models.

Taking their clothes off to represent dead animals. BULLSHIT LA.
And we ask why there is so much porn over the Internet; Mass Media and advertising is promoting it. I thought the Internet was for porn already...

Breed the animals and kill them for their fur.

How come no one asked about the crocodiles?!
Right cause they have no fur, aren't adorable and cuddly.

Yes Eat Vegans

I hate vegans...
I hate PETA.
They blow up shit for no shit.

If anyone is going to send me another video of the slaughtering houses of chickens/cows (isn't it ironic that I've never seen anything about pigs?)...
I'm going to turn into a mad cow or spread H5N1.

Survival of the fittest.
Why is that you don't eat vegetables as well they live too you know, for all you know they have feelings but they don't have the ability to show it.

Maybe when you eat magic mushrooms or E you can finally observe them.
I swear that flower over there will dance happily around you and will call all of his other brothers to do the happy dance!
Fuck just cause something moves it has feelings...

Don't you realise that the world is experiencing a shortage of food, we need the fast slaughtering and the hormones!

The not so hardcore vegans - you know those who eat meat but feel sad about the slaughter houses; should stop.
Go be a farmer and rare lots of cows and chickens, take a long long time, give them the last night of sex and booze and bring them to church before you slit their necks off.
That way we would not hurt the feelings of the precious animals.

They are bred for food, we do that so as not to disturb the balance in the eco-system.
Also because let me repeat, we have a lot of mouths to feed.
I like my beef at $30 a plate not $3000 just because overly emotional fools refuse to eat meat and disrupt the demand and then the supply.

What about fish? They move too, they have "feelings and life".

I'd Rather Dance With You

Here's a video for Rachel!!
It's from long time ago but I started listening to it again.

My 2 most favourite things in the world!
Indie music + ballet.
Indie dancing! So fun and happy....

Start Of OMGASM

I had this dream...

I was wearing a boho inspired floaty dress off shoulders with a high slit, dazzling with jewels, bones and pearls. It was the sexiest feeling ever!
With my giant super camera that I can only dream of cause it really doesn't exist and has the brand "zoom zoom".

So I was living in this estate for the so called exclusive, it had greenery everywhere with mountains and a giant lake.
Surrounded by a beach.
Like an island on a country.

There were doves, bunnies, ponies, sunflowers, roses and GIANT dandelions - their pretty seeds were floating on me all around. It was marvellous and so beautiful my eyes had super contrast so every colour was bright.
And there were little monsters from my imagination that came to life! They danced around me and one sat on my shoulder.

I took magnificent shots of the lush greenery.
The children playing, the hunks at the beach, the old couples on the park benches, gypsies gathering champagne from vines in a strawberry garden, kittens and puppies playing with each other in harmony, a store full of rainbows in a can at their happy hour and my wonderful boyfriend sewing a stuffed kitten for me with his wonderful smile.

I walked out to the beach, found a boat and rowed out a little and saw chaos, fire, smoke and moans of pain and when I looked back...
I saw the words "God Loves You" on the mountains, a huge church on the peak ringing it's wonderful bells.

I woke up.

I think God wants me to change the world cause for the matter of fact I've been taking him for granted since he's always protecting me. I want my dream to become REAL.
That's what inspires me.

Meanwhile I'm gonna give DEY Dude a call since he has given me such an awesome dream as an awakening. He must be really cool, I wanna talk to him soon.
Maybe he's offering to help me with my 'A' levels.

PS. I'm going to stop saying OH MY G--, I shall not misuse his name ever again. So say a big welcome to OH MY GASM.
AND NO IT CANNOT BE USED BY YOU.
Okay... I think God wants me to share but butttt... AHHHHHH

Passionate Fuck

My Top 5 sensual seduction songs:
Apparently I've been listening too much to trip hop that I haven't done any listening homework in ages!
So here are the songs that make me want to get fucked - okay that's crude... It's more passionate to the point you could actually call it love making.
But we all know that doesn't exist.

Counting down:

Kinky Kit KAT

That day while I was cleaning my room. I was wearing an old over-sized tee, shorts with my hair messily tied back and fringe pulled up by a hair band.

When Jeannette said: "I still can't imagine you having sex."
Looks at her blankly and laughs out LOUD, "Cause I look too cutsy?"
"Well ya, I just can't imagine you being a sex kitten."
"But I think my sex drive is like, high. I think I'll enjoy sex very very much."
"Maybe cause I see you like that all the time."
"NO! It's cause I'm too cutsy! Hahaaar"

What, adorable sex kittens are the submissive ones anyway. Like the role playing stuff.

Adieu Yves Saint Laurent

A great man left us this evening 1st June 2008: Yves the St. Lawrence is deceased at the 71 years age.

“Nothing is more beautiful than a naked body. The most beautiful clothing which can equip a woman they are the arms of the man whom she loves. But, for those which were not likely to find this happiness, I am there. ”

The dressmaker, after having been the collaborator then successor of Christian Dior, had founded his own house in 1961 with Pierre Bergé. He had bidden his farewell with the seam in 2002.

Mr St. Lawrence thus leaves us, due to the painful continuations of cancer, but will remain forever one of the largest craftsmen of the female beauty.

"I Feel It All"

Feist always makes me happy.

The Higher Education Piss Off

The importance of parenting and influence trashes down.

I had a big quarrel with my mum this morning.

It all started when I told her I'm worried about not being able to get into a local University.

Honestly, while the higher authority encourages us to take the 'A-levels' with the 20 junior colleges and central institutes at the end, even those with decent grades are left out.
Plus, they complain about brain drain on our nation.
Paradox really.
Okay, like WHAT THE FUCKKK

Anyway, I suggested going to a University elsewhere and she said I wasn't mature enough to handle things myself, that I can't even cook a decent meal.
After all I've been through as a child, a tweeny that I have never put myself into - never asked for it - "born into"... She says something like this.

The longest history of heartbreak would be because of her. It wasn't nice seeing her in 'that' state while I'm about to have my exams, growing up, impressionable and sorts.
It was difficult to grow up to become a decent kid in that environment.
I got really upset with what she said, who was she to judge how mature I was, was there some maturity index I'm missing out...