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


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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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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
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Posted Wednesday, November 21, 2012 // 11:29 pm
Clutching my goddam ovaries
I can't explain how much I hate running now, even though I once am really fine with you. I don't know why I stopped my passion for it. Maybe Tumblr, maybe because inexplicably, my boobs start to really HURT when I begin to run. It's not even hilarious anymore. They hurt to a point of sore in the muscles that I experienced before in my legs after dance. And I'm pretty sure that boobs are made of fats and not muscles so that should NOT happen. How did I survive it before, I never know. 

I don't like exercising because I hate sweating. And my head always get lighter after a good workout. And that makes me sick > healthy. Which once again, should NOT happen. I don't think I have a very normal body at all.

I forgot to mention that my period is here. So everything in my body system isn't in my favour at this point. 

Anyway, before I have this terrible misfortune, I was volunteering at Mountbatten Community Centre to teach a class of 15 Primary One children the art of origami. Most of them were real, regular kids but the rest were practically rude and simple reincarnation of Satan's spirit. Honestly, kids that age are never cute, they are usually rowdy and loud. So other than a handful of boys and all the girls, I entered hell for an hour.

I left with a ringing ear and some scratches and bruises. No just kidding. But I did have the pure intention of leaving that place for life. But they seem to not cause even after we left the place and walked across the carpark, they are all still screaming their "goodbyes" to us. Kids tend to do that to keep you around so they can torture you further. I know. 

Anyway, I had to go there that day early, so I met the morning crowd and crazy jams in the Clementi area that I kinda miss. I even took the MRT with me looking pretty unattractive and stupid. But I took the time to just observe people while travelling on the public transport. It was fun to have the hours with Mockingjay audiobook in my ear while I stare at the people and played with my iPhone. Which of course, resulted in my phone almost going flat despite the fact that I have to be out till 8.30pm.

Oh well. School.

I later returned to school to do my project which is just watching a movie. The tough part is the stupid review. Sigh. So many work, so little energy.

Special dedication to my Everlast shoe of 5 years. 

I finally wore out the school, flattened the heel and all. It was crazy how much I've been through with this shoe on my feet. The brown stain is due to the Ben & Jerry's Free Cone Day 2012. Let me just sort of recap major events that happened to me with this pair of shoe on my feet. I think I went to the Born This Way Concert with this shoe. And I visited UK with them. Also in my two trips to Bangkok. Celebrate my birthday with my bestest friends in 2011 with them. Went to USS for the very first time with them, then soaking it when I rode the water ride. Counted down to 2011 with my Primary school peeps with them. I'm pretty sure I went to Marina Barrage for the first time in these too in 2010. I have a picture of me in these in 2009. And that's pretty rad. 

I had to throw them out because they start to really hurt whenever I wore them out. So that's a sign. But I couldn't bear with them and my godmum had to shake them off my dangling fingers hooking on to them to make me really dump them. It was a heart wrenching moment for me alright.

Goodbye shoes. I would never forget my love for you. 

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