::.The Blabber.::
Err...me

Harlow. Canterbury University.Am not cute. 19 going 21. Want to have a dog. Have two fishes. In the freezer. Haha. Had you fooled. 1/2 Teochew 1/2 Foochow. Hate sunshine. Love cloud chasing. Malaysian Chinese. Law and Psychology. Bark at ugly dogs. Have no table manners. 3 inches shy of 6 ft. Flimsy grasp of my mother tongue and culture. Belong to nobody. Am wanted by everybody. Want somebody. Always late for everything. ahnert is my half-bane existence. Have weird academic grades. Am going to start a band. Already have a name for the band. You don't know the name of the band. Laugh at your ignorance. Think milk's a sexy drink. Would go the whole nine yards for.....food.
I just realised that I enjoy slow dancing with oversized men. Its like leaning comfortably against a huge pillow to the soothing beats of the music. I must stop dancing with friends's fathers. Contrary to popular beliefs, I have not sold my body to strangers for vanilla flavoured lollies. And have to remind myself repeatedly not to bask in romantic distortion of truth too often for my own good. Blabber. I blab about the present and past moments. I am blabbing for myself. And maybe sometimes for you.

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