Recklessly authentic.
Ever since I announced that my anonymity will be coming to an end soon, I have been under immense pressure to be beautiful. I don't know any other time that I've felt so not-beautiful-enough. And what makes it worse is that I don't know what to do to make myself more beautiful. Yet, everyday, I receive at least one warning to be beautiful. Read More
Last week Monday (October 3rd), Twitter was apparently buzzing with news about a certain celebrity's naked picture having been mistakenly leaked. I heard/read/saw/knew nothing of it till Wednesday. I was sad that I had once again carried last in the knowledge of hot gist. The picture that was floating around was that of Mo'cheddah. Although I am familiar with her name, I am quite unfamiliar with her music. I have no idea if she sings, raps, or mimes. And so, I cannot tell you what song she has Read More
No, I mean, seriously --- what's wrong with this picture? Read More
Something frightening happened to me on Friday night (yes, I mean last week). I had a nightmare. I know you must be curious about the correlation between this nightmare and the Blackberry Bold 9900. Keep reading. By the end of the story, you too, will agree with me. I dreamt about Mercy Johnson. Before you hiss, let me just say that it is an absolute coincidence that I'm blogging about Mercy Johnson in what seems like a back to back post. Read More
