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fifth of august, two thousand and fifteen.

the fact that this blog is a post away from its hundredth is a bit overwhelming for me as well as the fact that its somehow got 8k views {with me literally just ranting and posing random shit}. i guess i'm thankful but on the other hand i'm pretty damn creeped out.

-this'll actually be an update post, rest assured.

{i think}

i've travelled so much but sadly i can't properly update on it since photos on my phone won't goddamn transfer to this laptop.
to put it short {and it's a repetition of earlier words in other posts}: goddamn fucking hot ass motherfucking weather- i have officially learned that i do NOT cope well in hot, humid conditions and i never want to. living where i do i'm used to ten degrees/eight degrees {ish} so even though the idea of going to a place with renowned warm weather was a beautiful idea at first i regretted it straight away. straight away as in getting off the plane to abu dhabi and feeling that horrendous gush of humidity and heat. there just simply cannot be a god in this world because it is absolutely inhumane to survive in that weather. THERE IS NO GOD.

another interesting thing was seeing people drive around in hoodies and hats completely covered in 40 degrees to avoid sun damage. obviously reasonable but how do you fucking cope. oh, i also learned how to ride those scooter/motorbike things they use in 'nam. i've honestly never risked my life more than i had on those things; it was so liberating.

live music bars were fantastic as well. i'm one of those people who get way too hyped over old rock songs and the killers {and jam out way too pathetically hard when either or are played}. all the singers were foreign and had perfect english but played stereotypical songs. there was an amazing singer who started out with a classy serenading song and totally singled me out in the audience and pointed at me while performing and kept looking at me and JESUS CHRIST THE BUTTERFLIES. he kept looking at me and i literally had a poker face on since i had no idea what song it was but then i noticed he was evidently looking at me and i grinned and he started smiling and awsjfncjn edf. such a tween moment, god help me. y'know when i also needed help? STRAIGHT AFTER WHEN HE STARTED SINGING IN THE END BY LINKIN PARK.

ALRIGHT.

GUYS.

LINKIN PARK WAS MY FUCKING SHIT.

i blame growing up with my male cousins. they brainwashed me with linkin park, eminem and fort minor {which i lovingly know all the lyrics to remember the name}.
gosh, being so drunk in a bar that played old favourites, surrounded by a shitton of people {vietnamese people} i did not care about and acting whatever the fuck i wanted and singing along to practically every song...it was so amazing. i had two friends i went hopscotching around the live music bars with and one of them were in her early thirties with a reasonable amount of english. she's wasn't married {it's very normal to get married in your early twenties in vietnam apparently and so at this point she probably was too old to get married- quote her} and had a real belief in true love. she never really drank or went out and had a job that consumed the majority of her life but she took out the time to bring me around and said she never had so much fun and felt like she got to live a part of her life she wasn't able to live. i felt glad that i wasn't wasting her time and actually benefited her. in another way i sort of pitied her and how clammed up she was. i really do miss her though, she's practically an older sister i never had.

can i also mention how females in those live music bars only buy drinks and practically dont drink them? apparently it's a thing there, just so theyd look cool with a drink in front of them...meanwhile i'm that pale ass asian girl who speaks basically no understandable viet asking my friends if they're gonna finish theirs {perks of having friends who want to be sociably accepted but don't drink/me being irish}.
i'm not going to mention how corrupt vietnam is because i'm totally gonna go off in another post about all that. it's crazy how theres starving people on the streets and yet the government are busy building more shopping centres {which there are way too many of and are literally the same}. invest in saving your people instead of building shit that sell stuff half of the country can't afford goddamnit.

i think thats all worth mentioning about my trips? i felt super baller in asia since currency rates from europe to asia is grrrrrrrreat. actually when i arrived to my home there i was approached a good three times by people i've never met who wanted to marry me. pretty sure it's to go back to where i was going back.

no idea what comics i bought since the last time but this is the bundle so far. i'm a sucker for pretty covers hence the odd random comics i don't read.

choooooocolate

i'm totally going to review norweigan wood soon but it's an amazing book. trust me. do yourself a favor and read it.

i've horrendous dark circles and that rimmel concealer said it has extra coverage- which it does. just not enough for extremely bad cases. i won't buy again. i'd probably only buy the red lip stain out of the lot again.

PLANTTTT SEEEEDDDSSS. also a cute phone case i got for my ex iphone that got stolen within 2 weeks of me having it. technology and me don't mix.

oydessy haven't read yet but childhood fascinaton with greek mythology wouldn't let me leave without it.

kinda pricey but it's good if youre a red lip lover like me but don't want to go too bold for day to day. i bought it twice and it lasts a good whle. pretty bright too which is perfect for summer.