her hitler hairdo.

I am Ave, an overworked underappreciated Law undergrad from Singapore. My blog is linked at the top of this main page. You must excuse the bareness of the layout - function over form, as the Bauhaus men put it. (Disregarding the fact that form itself is one such function.) And yes, the pink has been changed to something asexual.

I write poetry when I feel - many people do, actually - and I feel most when emotions are extreme. For censorship purposes, I shall withhold my list of such extreme emotions. This collection of my poetry dates back two years since I started writing properly. You will frequently come across lists upon lists of random yet related words. They are an everpresent reminder that I must one day know what they are to be properly called, in a focal literary sense.

But until then, I present to you Her Hitler Hairdo, and pray that you will be as destabilized reading my work as I was writing it.

Name: ave

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Sundays

Getting fat and lazy
Either scorchingly languidly hot,
Or sonorously relentless in the downpour
Bad acting, very bad acting, and bad dubbing
The nearest shopping centre possible
So that you don't have to travel
Strange meal times
because you woke up too late
Hindi movies
The issues of the newspaper
That you missed out on the past week
Trying not to overuse the computer
Watching tv, once in a blue moon
Takeout
The telling sign of what ur life really is like

Oh, and bad script.

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