fibs'n'fables

dramallamapie:

halliepotter:

the-doctor-to-my-tardis:

thisisnotduckeh:

malljan:

“This woman spent a year building a 400,000 piece Lego replica of Hogwarts”

http://imgur.com/gallery/398iC

WHOA. MARRY ME?

holy fucking shit you go girl

This is the best thing ever

oh my gos she’s a legend

(via pullthe-trigger)

Thoughts over time

First things first, I hate this new html or whatever that has changed the previous text post window into a tiny twitter like blurb space. :-c

Have not written anything in such a long while save for little blurbs since some time late last year. This is because of two things, one, I have become happier since and two, so many things are happening that I regret not being able to document/comment on them for my own mental pooping pleasure.

Things that are bothering me most at the moment are transitory type things, namely moving on from school to …? The biggest trouble probably lies in my absolute cluelessness regarding how to proceed with, well, my life, and I don’t blame myself entirely, that is a pretty huge decision.

I guess many people never really ever get to figure it out as they get shoved along by societal expectations, mostly, so I don’t want to (not)live life that way. Then again, there is the fear of ultimately accomplishing nothing much anyway before I eventually come to a decision and have become limited in my means of fulfilling said desire.

Also it’s kinda annoying how I dream of having to collect my results and getting something different every time when I manage to wake up and remind myself of what I’ve actually gotten.

Speaking of which, while they were less than stellar, it gave me such a relief. I guess I’ve decided that I hope that I get into NUS anyway so I’ll have a couple more years to make ‘life decisions’ while I amble around in a relatively stable environment.

Maybe a calm will come to me to give me a chance for more thorough introspection, I do feel a little queasy due to the lack of which sometimes, and then I’ll be able to purge. Although I pray that not come in such a mood where it once presented itself. The times I quiver and tear just at the thought of it.