Right ho, Jeeves!

I've recently developed an intense infatuation with PG Wodehouse. I wish I could marry his books and have their literary babies.

Steampunk.

I recently watched Journey 2: The Mysterious Island. Or whatever it's really called. Despite the intense corniness and sheer stupidity of the glaringly obvious plot holes, I enjoyed it.

Why?

Because I adore Jules Vernes. He is known as the pioneer of the science fiction genre and being the massive geek I am, that is my favorite of all book genres. Also, he practically invented steampunk. I love love love steampunk!

Besides that, he was given writing advice by Alexandre Dumas, one of my all time favorite authors. I have read all of Dumas' books and I re-read The Three Musketeers everyday. Every. Day.

It was really worth suffering through Vanessa Hudgens' scenes just to stare at the steampunk-style submarine. I kept bouncing in my seat excitedly while quoting passages from Vernes' books. My sisters shushed me, telling me to stop being such a bleeding smartass.

But really, if you check out steampunk, you might just agree with me.

Close enough to #1!

Mun Loong. You might never read this ever, but I don't care. You've been the most amazing person for so many years. Thank you for listening to me cry, thank you for making me laugh, thank you for cradling me when I break down and thank you for holding my hand through it all.

I've watched you grow from being a laughter-filled young boy to a thoughtful and humorous young man and I couldn't be prouder of the evolution.

I wish you everything that you wish for yourself.


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Mmm.

Is it so wrong that I think Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson is one of the sexiest men ever besides being my ideal husband?


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Alaina "Porcelain" Beaton.

How can one person be so amazing?

I've been a loyal Trainwreck for several years, since the inception of Porcelain and The Tramps and way before Porcelain Black. I've never failed to be astounded by her music.

Monsters in my mind.

Bated breath, gritted teeth, fingers curved like claws. I run and run away in my mind but I always come face-to-face with the monster that haunts my mind as it flits through various levels of consciousness.

There it is again! A flash of a grin, a glimpse of long, dark hair.

For all I care, I could be staring into a reflection but really, I'm gazing into the depths of my own soul.

Save me from myself, show me how to care.


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