7:11

Evidently, I am not th most avid blogger out there, hack not even a blogger. I just come here t write when I feel like it, like now.

Firstly, I'm extremely exultant about having made it t th semi finals of Elite Model Look Singapore. It's annoying how I was sick on casting day and even more sick on th callback. Nevertheless, that would never be an exemption for me regardless of whether I made it or not. Beside th point though. Th semi finals are this Sunday, I'm pretty hyped up about it and totally aware of th competition but I definitely know where I stand and hopefully my best would be good enough.
Well I received th email, which did mention what's really in it for everyone. Yknow how sometimes you feel like you're just a step away from reaching your dreams? How you're just that close and it's totally within your reach and control. That's an epitome of how much it means t me, t my career, t my passion.

As of now, 'grateful' would be an understatement of how I feel toward all th opportunities thrown at me. That it has even become pretty overwhelming. Th fact that I know once this ends, I have smth else t prepare for keeps me motivated t keep doing my best because it let's me know that my career doesn't just stop there once th former has ended.

I would blog about smth else I'm massively jubilant about, but I can't just yet cause I'm not allowed t.

I'm blogging from my mobile ever since I broke my laptop and it's getting really annoying.

I'm really not going t excavate into emotional well beings and what not because just like Facebook, my blog is extremely public. And I don't see th need of strangers getting into th nooks and crannies of my life.

Apart from that, I'm still relatively dumbfounded by what happened last Saturday. I haven't talked much about it t anyone, nor am I traumatized. But it's just weird. Well moving on from there, I've been sick ever since(no relation t incident whatsoever)and been staying home and sleeping excessively. T an extent of sleeping a whomever away and waking up feeling really confused as t which day it was. I haven't smoked and neither have I been inebriated ever since.

On a side track, I've been so ardent in researching on gruesome murder scenes and gory suicides. I'm so fascinated I swear. And I really hope I'm not th only one because that'll be freaky. I spent my night researching about Buddhism because I think it's a wonderful religion, aside from others of course. And then I spent 3/4 of my night researching on massacres, suicide stories, infamous murder stories and photos, autopsy pictures. It's so interesting, really. So let me know if you do this too! Because I hope I'm not th only one, haha. And also th controversy behind th number '11'. Because it's been happening t me for a long time, and recently more than it did. It's so weird how whenever I look at th time it's 7:11 or 9:11 or 11:11 or 3:11. But mostly 7:11. And I got so annoyed because when I tried researching about it, people were mocking it in relation t 7 Eleven. Th most sensible one would have t be th one linking t th ratio of th Pyramid of Giza. It's bewilderment wrapped with fascination but not a hint of factual evaluation.


I would write so much more, but blogging on mobile really annoys me. I've also refrained from vulgarities in this post too because I'm taking advice from people who knows better. All this tattle about reputation and what not, I'm rolling on th safe zone.

Happy Deepavali t all those celebrating anw!

Ciao x