Sorry for the lack of blogging lately guys. Mainly because there hasn't been enough time and thought for me to actually put input in. Throughout the whole of last week, its been an emotional rollercoaster ride. With constant in deep thinking, overdose of oestrogen and just tears, tears and more tears. The weekend had compensated my shit week, but i'm pretty shitty at myself for spending wayyyyy over my budget on clothes, and bullshit. Apart from that, went and saw Mandy Moore @ Myers last Thursday. And all i can say, after 2minutes of waiting, i got to take 3 pics on my phone, got her autograph, admire her beauty and hear her sweet voice. She is one beautiful young woman. Another thing that i should have a bitch about is Paris Hilton. She's going to be on the O.C next week, and let me tell you she is one shit actress. I am outrage about the heartbreak of Delta. Even though i'm not a Delta fan, but Paris is a picasso. The more i look at her, the more uglier she gets. Her preview of her biography was fucking pathetic. Why? Because she is a self absorbed bitch, that tells us irrelevant facts about her favourite hair dresser etc etc. Puh-leese.. my life would of been better to be written down. Apparently she's attempting to claim rights from the porn she made. But have you guys ever seen it? Well, the first seen are images of her tits. She looks at herself in the camera and admires her own tits, then she attempts to create a cleavage for herself, because her tits are just so nice. Skip, skip, skip, and you see her doing a position as if she's posing to the camera.. pfft.. skip some more, and you will be surprised by the dumb shit she says, as her boyfriend does her. "I love you, and i want you to kiss me here *points to punanni*". Like no shit.. anyways, that whole scene is where her boyfriend compliments her, and you see her head getting bigger while she blushs. Anyways, enough about Paris! I'll shut up now! Ciao bellaz~! HAHA..

I am grateful, as to where I am now. Mainly because my parents and grandparents, have suffered great hardships and loss during the Vietnam War. With the North and South feuding against each other, it was decided that they had to fled the country. The government of the South attempted to capture my father and uncles to fight against the communist, however, they were lucky enough to escape. Both sides of my family were lucky enough to get on a boat to seek refuge. With the boat landing at Singapore, the Singaporean government decided to ship my family to different countries that would accept them. This is where my family separated. My grandparents were sent to Australia, with my parents and relatives scattered all over Europe. With my brother and I, being Dutch born and Australian raised, it is now that I realized the depths of pride as to where I come from. Not only because, what my family has been through, but mainly because I now recognize my origins and how I got here. With distant relations with my relatives overseas, due to the lack of communication, it makes me question our future family tree. With my European relatives adapted to the European culture, and my relatives here in Australia, being adapted to a multicultural culture it puts great sadness for me, as the next generations of our family would have died in historical culture and language. With distant cousins and unknown nieces and nephews, it has made me surpass the situation and accept the reality of it all. 

Currently listening to: "Breathe" by Michelle Branch
Current mood: fCukstrated~!@#!@!!!! argh!