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♥ My name is Alicia.
I go by ALMIGHTYALICIA on the net.


musings
Pop culture is my life.
I adore loud stuff and bright colours.
I am a HUGE movie buff. I also spend half my life watching various TV shows.
I practically worship the Moon. And I like observing the clouds.



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ASK ME ANYTHING AND I WILL WRITE TO YOU

Wishlist
If you are troubled on what to get me for my birthday or xmas or because you offended me and is asking for my forgiveness, here's a list that might work.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S DVD
Season 1/2/3/4/7/8/9
SHERLOCK DVD
Season 1/2
MODERN FAMILY DVD
Season 1/2/3/4
I ALWAYS accept Cupcakes/Cakes
Only H&M fashion voucher if you must
Call/Text me to treat me a meal
if everything fails

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  Fever weather
Posted Monday, October 22, 2012 // 7:54 pm
So I caught a cold
The weather these days is perfect for two reasons, sleep in, and wine tasting. And another perk is that I really don't have to shave cause I have absolutely no reason to wear ANY sleeveless. 

But I caught a stupid cold and it's making everything a chore. I am too weak to pay attention, though I do remember a lot of points for someone who is physically unwell. I got increasingly lazy to do everything. I even napped in class during the goddam 20 mins break. It was honestly a power nap.

I was on the bus and all I could think about is fainting in the bus so I can be sent to a bed asleep. But I persevere and fumbled my way home like a drunkard. I was seriously beat and sick and grumpy. 

I barely made it bathing. But to be fair, everything feels better when you are standing under hot shower. 

Stupid talk yesterday screwed my body immune system up. 

I had to suffer the gloomy weather to be a part of a terribly long talk that goes on about things I already have a concept about. And the people giving the talk weren't the saints they tried to be. I have met the bitchiest old man ever. 

And that contributed my headache. From the end of the seminar, that was. And it just rolled downhill from then on.

I guess I should really just survive till Wednesday, at least. Cause I only have two hours to be sick and sad on Thursday. Oh shit, so close yet so fucking far. 

I'm not good. Not good.

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