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Me & Magazines
I work for a magazine several magazines but I stopped reading magazines when I was in college.
Long story short. I was such an avid mag reader when I was secondary school. Dad didn’t approve of me reading mags. I don’t get it. So, I bought magazines secretly. It was fun. Totally ‘the forbidden fruit’ effect. I’m big on reverse psychology. Till today. Hiding my magazine stash underneath my desk was so thrilling. The ‘I hope dad doesn’t find this’ moments were slightly moronic though. Oh, teenage stupidity!
Now? I get free magazines each month. I flipped through them and give it away. What a waste.
I buy magazines sporadically. Usually when a favourite actor or musician is featured. Otherwise, zilch. No interest whatsoever.
Which is why I SO want to subscribe to a magazine. Okay fine. There’s no logic behind this. I just want to get one! 
Heck. I’ve narrowed it down to 3 magazines. Which one?
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For the music. To quote Mima, very ‘me’.
Movies + Music
Just girlish fun.
I bought this during my Oz trip cause I needed to read something on the train ride. Think Guildford to the City. Heh. I love the colours! The layout it pretty too. <3
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Should I splurge on 2 cds I’ve been dying to buy for years? imnotevenkidding. It’ll cost me 75 bucks in total. Including shipping. Not bad considering it’s in euros. Right? Or maybe, just get 1 cd first. Butbutbut! I save on shipping if I buy 2. Ugh. T_T
I had no clue I’m into Spanish Ye-Ye music. Hmm.. Maybe just in love with one awesome band. LOS SOBERANOS! <3 Even if they cover songs from the 60′s. Forget about my disdain towards covers – I think they’re fab!
Now I feel like dancing.
P/S Ayam, I semi-dedicate this post to you. Hola! Vamos! Espana! Rafael Nadal!
Broken English
My weekend was wasted worrying about something I could handle. A terrible lapse of judgement. I hate it when I second guess myself. Friday was wasted on feeling infuriated at a fucktard who I shouldn’t even care about in the place. But I was affected. I blame my old age. The order of the day: bewildered rantings via msn and to the nearest. Saturday, I was too lazy to move. My knees hurt. I don’t know why. Old injury maybe. The inability to walk scares the living shit out of me. But Sunday. Well, Sunday was rad. \m/
Start of new week. Everything seems fine till 3 separate things occurring in the span of an hour. Oh, the fury! I wanted to throw something at someone. But no, I took a deep breathe and twitter-ed instead. Got home. Screamed and scared my parents and the kitties along the way. More ranting. It felt good getting it all out of my system.
I have Yuna’s Rocket on loop. I personally can’t stand the girl. Wait, let’s be fair. I actually can’t stand the hype surrounding her and her rabidpsycho fans – stop talking about her already?! Fark off. I get it already! -_- I agree with Caca. Novelty. Don’t get the allure. I like the lyrics and melody of Rocket but I can have someone else singing it, and I’ll like it twice as much.
Feeling totally random, I googled ‘Broken English’. Possibly one of my favourite movies from recent years. Or maybe, it’s just me half-hoping, like the dimwit that I am – that I’ll find my Julien the way Nora found hers. Even if it meant parting ways and meeting again in a subway in France. Oh, boy!
Most people are together just so they are not alone. But some people want magic. I think you are one of those people.
