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I'm passionate about all the little things because the big things usually bore me. I want to live happily ever after. I'm not heterosexual. I'm not homosexual. I'm not bisexual. I'm just sexual. I don't dance to the rhythm of the beat, i dance to the rhythm in my feet. I love full stops and other good looking punctuation. I am a walking contradiction and -- yes -- sometimes a hypocrite. But at least I admit it, dear friends, because I know you all are too.

i love
my bedroom. nice smiles. big hands. naming all my most treasured belongings. first kisses. march5. pride and prejudice. late night phonecalls. buying cds. good books. dim sum. shirley temples. extra hot showers. affection. my notebook. italian food. music turned up while getting ready to go out. the feeling you get when you've made somebody happy. dogtags. mixtapes. butterfly. american accent. chocolate.

i am inspired by
miles davis. the pixies. dctalk. nin. stevie wonder. sting. djs. norah jones. grammy nominees. chillout. art deco. people who aren't afraid to share their opinions. kimora lee simmons. sarah jane carter. reese whiterspoon. christopher walken shakin' his ass in fatboy slim's music video. pussycatdolls. my parents. jason mraz. my lil sister. mitchel albom. oxfam. amnesty international. people who give to charity. my late grandfather. stories of salvation. angels. jesus christ. the original rebel. pink's catch-22. my friends. the wonders. winter in jakarta. you.

i dislike
racists. shallow people. people who think it's ok to point out other people's shortcomings. self-centredness. women who push into lines. sexists. tara reid partying around the globe. people who bump into you and don't apologise. indonesian politicians. elitist christians. parents who force their opinions onto you. heavy metal. liars. teenagers who sleep around without thinking about the consequences. avril lavigne's disrespect toward fellow artists. anyone who gets drunk every single weekend. bullies. scenesters who are only in it for the cool. summer in beppu.

i wonder about
the self-destructive nature of the human condition. sexual preferences. why people like paris hilton are ever popular. the death penalty. why none of my favourite artists ever come to my hometown. why my eyes are so droopy. the death of my grandfather. why losing weight has to be so fucking difficult. the reason why world peace seems to be so impossible for us to achieve. destiny.

on random
My right palm is called Nanzy Bijou Johnsson. My left palm is called Caramelle Simmora, Queen of Sexdom in the province of Kinktown. My puppy is called Lopskdsfsoeufhe. That's pronounced "The hottest thing you'll ever touch."