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Name: sasha
Country: Hong Kong
Metro: Hong Kong
Birthday: 8/9/1989
Gender: Female

Interests: Art, Graphics, Advertising, Events Management, Wedding Planning, Calligraphy
Expertise: cats. the number 'seven'. keys and locks. the shape of snowflakes. cupcakes. ribbons and bows. anything that has to do with christmas. chandeliers. merry-go-rounds. pastel colours. rocking horses. unicorns. fairytales.
Occupation: Full-time Student & Part-time
Industry: Service: Food & Beverage

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Member Since: 4/14/2003

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Tuesday, September 29, 2009

"she understood how she was supposed to look and supposed to act.
she wore her dark hair long and straight;
she dressed in Abercrombie and Fitch and Hollister;
she listened to all the right bands.
but there was a part of her wondered what would happen
if she let them all in on the secret -
that some mornings,
it was hard to get out of bed and put on someone else's smile;
that she was standing on air,
a fake who laughed at all the right jokes,
whispered all the right gossips and attracted the right guys.
a fake who had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be real...
and who, when you got right down to it,
didn't want to remember,
because it hurts so much. "

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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

	currently out of town. paris > venice > florence > tuscany > rome > london follow me on twitter ♥ or call me at 07786712676 ♠ & have an awesome summer for now!
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Thursday, May 14, 2009

done with finals (:
hello summer!
& of course, happy 29 months. ily ♥

sleep deprived! im off to catch up on sleep now,
after loosing so many hours to last minute revision for the past 3 days.
its absolutely amazing how im still seeing straight after sleeping 3 hours per night for 3 consecutive days. (:

7th May - BUSI0027B Management Accounting
9th May - BUSI1003G Management Information Systems
12th May - FINA1003F Corporate Finance
13th May - (AM) ECON1002H Introduction to Economics II
13th May - (PM) STAT0302A Business Statistics

<3 forty more days til im back in your arms (:
been waiting and counting for too long. ..

pps. follow me on twitter! ♥

extremely foolish for only realizing this now - a couple of years late.
but regardless, better late than nothing.
p.s. its about time you stop acting as if you know me and could interpret all my thoughts.
that was the past. i've changed; i've moved on and i am no longer the sasha you used to know.
don't talk to me as if you knew every single aspect of my life. stop making assumptions.
and just in case i'm not clear enough here:
i would appreciate if you could just back off, give me some space and let me live my own life. x

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Sunday, March 29, 2009

rugby sevens.
standing in the midst of the fog and rain,
i stared into the crowds of excited fans flooding the narrow streets of causeway bay;
it always amazes me how much time they would devote to dressing up
- even the little kids seem to look enjoy the face paints and excitement.
and i swear i observed the exact same scene just yesterday.

i can't believe one year has gone by so fast.
why do i feel as if i haven't achieved much this year?
how much have i progressed in life?
surrounded by the enormous group of rugby fans,
the feeling of dis-belonging seems to be much more evident.
i've never had problems fitting in - not quite, at least.
true, it takes me a while to settle down in a completely new environment,
but i was always able to find the sense of belonging in a short period of time;
i seem to handle adjustments better than many others.
however, looking back into my progression of entering college...
my trait of easy adaption does not seem to suffice.
maybe i really have not even attempted to give it a shot,
perhaps my prejudice and assumptions have made the adaptation seems harder than it is...
or maybe.. i have really over-estimated myself. perhaps i am really not as tough as i thought i was.
'you'll be okay' many of you have once reassured me. but am i really coping okay?
am i really as tough as i appear to be?

the rain reminds me of you - somehow.
its the time of spring again - the stupid humidity, annoying rain and foggy weather.
the kind of weather that would put me into a bad mood.
perhaps this is why i've always hated march.
just as i was struggling to keep my hair from dripping,
a gentleman offered me his umbrella. "you need it more than i do" was all he said.
by the time i was able to react properly, he already walked away.
"cheer up, by the way!" he turned his head to smile at me while he turned the corner of the street.
this made me realize that... maybe not everyone is born to be selfish - not everyone has a bad nature.
and perhaps, even strangers can be genuinely nice to you without asking for anything in return.
.... and perhaps, all i need is one caring person to give me a helping hand to help me fit in.
...and perhaps, all i need is just one person who could genuinely care about me and like me for who i am.
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if i could fall, into the sky - do you think time, will pass me by?
'cause you know i'd walk a thousand miles, if i could just .. if i could just....

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

"how did bio test go?" you would say,
while i chuckled something along the lines like "i probably failed, your fault."
i had multiple flashbacks of similar conversations today after i finished a quiz at school.
it was very biology-related, due to the fact that its a science based broadening course
. .. and it reminded me of you.

bio has always been one of my most confident subjects.
i walked out of the room today feeling a little bit amused..
by the fact that i can still remember at least half of the stuff i learnt from IB bio..
which gave me the advantage of writing the test with zero preparation beforehand.
i wanted to share this.. but only to realize that there ain't anyone around for me to share...
i wanted to tell someone "omg was that a joke?!",
i wanted to hear that very phrase again... "how was it?!"
as childish as i sound.. i miss these tiny things in life. ..

i miss the most ridiculous things, i swear.
say.. sometimes i miss bouncing down the stairs with you;
spying on you when you're not around and
act as if i didn't care about your presence when you looked my direction.
i kind of miss torturing you too.
i haven't been punching anyone in the stomach for such a long time,
and all the poking and biting too. (: haha, gee, see how much i miss you?

(: so you better be thinking of me now. D:

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sasha. 19. 9th August. hong kong. follow me on twitter!

x about me x

I love my family and friends, they’re by far the most amazing thing that ever happened in my life. &hearts my girls are irreplaceable and they mean the world to me. and of course, i am unconditionally in love with my boyfriend - i can't even begin to explain how much he has changed me for the better. i wouldn't be where i am right now if it wasn't for him. &hearts

I believe in love. Always did. I may have trusted the wrong people, fell for the players and got myself hurt. But what comes around, goes around.

I create my own rules and make up new ones as I travel in life. Love me or hate me, i'm just being who I am. I place a heavy emphasis on originality and individuality. I hate it when people try to change me or force me to become someone I am not. I loveart and have an irresistible obsession with makeup. I have the tendency to wear heavy eye makeup – it doesn’t mean that I hate my natural look; it is just my way of expressing beauty and perfection. To me, makeup is not only something that enhances my features, but it is also art, a way of self expression and hobby. Colour contacts, hair extensions and acrylic nails. If you equate all of the above to being plastic and fake, don’t forget that it is only because this is the closest one can get to perfection.

i seem like an outcast most of the time because i dare to be different. i don't dress to impress; nor do i dress in the hope of getting noticed. i often challenge the social norms subconsciously - who says mini skirts and torn dresses are only worn by prostitutes? who says heavy make-up is slutty? and who says tattoos and piercings are rebellious and something that only school drop outs would do? I may stand out in the crowds sometimes, but as weird / contradictory as it sounds - i hate being the center of attention. that is the sole reason why i am a little bit skeptical about birthdays, special dates like valentines or anniversaries... & i also have a tendency to act low profile when it comes to departures and similar events just to avoid farewell parties or any things that would put me alone under the spotlight.

i may have been through a lot more than other girls at my age; i may seem to be able to cope with anything that strikes my way - but if you really get to know me, i am really just a normal teenager. i am not stronger than any other girls out there, nor am i immune to pain and stress. to me, strength is nothing more than how well you hide the pain. the inner me is nothing but a kid who still loves reading fairytales, addicted to stuffed toys, can't sleep without the lights on, scared shitless by lightning, thunders or vaccinations; someone who feels contented with merely a pat on the head. i am not as complicated as the others think i am. and i am definitely not as cold, heartless and scary as i appear to be! [judge me, and i'll prove you wrong!] x

x favourites x

Juicy couture. Victoria’s secret. Pastel colours. Balloons. Merry-go-rounds. Alice in wonderland. Skim hazelnut latte. Ribbons. Ice-cream. Photographs. Calligraphy. Anna sui. Seven. Highschool. Twilight. David & Goliath. Allison Harvard. Cats. Summer. Beach. Lock and keys. Vintage. Polaroids. Resorts and spas. Tattoos. Make-up. American Eagle. Greek Myths. Earl Grey Tea. Muffins. Customization. Candies and lollipops. Street culture. Caramel latte. Cupcakes. Graffitis. Jodi picoult. Original soundtracks.

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Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above.

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