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nikihs.
wonderer&thinker.

Siti Noorashikin MNH
Temasek Polytechnic
Design student
Turned 18 on July forth and yes, for all the cool kids like me, that makes me part of the crab family.

Crappy crab who's quite random, not as simple as others if you think she is, loves strumming her Blackie and hanging quality time with her cool Nikky.

Bad organisation drives me absolutely nuts along with people who steal. Sushi and chocolate pocky create snow angles in my mind. I can be ambiguous thus I can give you lots of various meanings to everything cause life is full of uncertainty at every corner and uncertainty really is horrendous.
Don't you think?

So peace, love and live.

Creativity is the key and inspirations
will help me to go on by.

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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Violence and care are two worlds apart;
but you always believe that they have the same heart;
cause you just want them to be together;
holding hands close tightly with one another.



There is absolutely every reason in the world to be frustrated over shits that happen. Well maybe I won’t use the word frustrated so let’s replace it with annoyed instead cause frustrated seems too harsh. Remember when we were young, we thought when we grow older, someway or another we could further have knowledge of what’s really going on in life. That we would be smarter in finding reasons of what happened to us and that we could live life happily without failing to have mind-bobbling questions constantly running through our minds. Well, I couldn’t support that opinion now. The older I get, the more things left unanswered. The more I become curious and I sometimes wonder too much until my mind is cracking itself up to help me solve all the silly little matter that doesn’t need a lot of thoughts. This time, they don’t receive tickets for them to take turns entering my mind. They come as an army trying to defend its country from its enemy. Then again, God wouldn't throw shits that we can’t handle. God knows that these shits eventually will help us in finding our right path and to enjoy our life in the future meaning I have to get even older to identify with the word life.

Having this kind of hunch really is not the intuition anyone would want. The feeling is like mixing curry powder in the most delicate chocolate cup-cakes. Anyone who has ever felt that would really want to get their feets on the rubbish-filled ground and stop all the speculating cause scepticism really is just horrendous. Those group of people are just living in an almost deprivation moment, at this very minute where I can see my sister, sound asleep in the living room cause her bedroom is in a mess. I think that they are very unclear of some stuffs that are obviously not very clear to them. -_- They had always wish that they didn't make certain choices. But what's done is done right? They have to know that all they can do now is to learn from their mistakes instead of grieving over spilt milk. Its not like you can point out a remote that would make the whole shit to rewind. Well, sometimes we all just wish that we could and that everything can start all over again or to a particular moment in life so that we don't have to suffer at this very moment.



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